Doctor Princess: Prince, Do Not Disturb

Although she said that, she kept glancing at Su Moyun from the corner of her eyes. The contempt and discrimination in the bottom of her eyes was enough for Su Moyun to see it clearly.

This strange way of looking at it made Su Moyun unable to hold back her laughter.

Just where did this Su Biyue get her confidence from? Did she feel that she was so shocked by this kind of thing that she wanted to hide it?

As the proverb goes, it's not that a son doesn't mind his mother being ugly but that he doesn't mind his family being poor. Let's not talk about the fact that her mother, who couldn't be said to be real, was a devastatingly beautiful woman, and she was even more capable at dancing and playing the zither.

Su Biyue always thought that she would probably feel embarrassed because of her birth mother's identity. Ah, she probably went astray due to her own thoughts.

With a gentle breeze, the sounds of laughter in the hall began to spread.

"Little Sister Moyun, I think you know about your mother's matter. Where did a dancer come from?" Su Biyue covered his mouth, the corners of his mouth raised high, as she turned to look at the young misses.

Of course, she didn't need to say much, there were definitely some young ladies who admired the Seventh Prince, and she was not the only one who wanted to speak out, why would she throw herself into this situation where everyone wanted to step on her? She didn't want to add the name of bullying her sister.

"No wonder. Of course this dancer came from the brothel." Miss Soong could not stop chuckling and thought that it was a very funny thing to do, so she laughed directly at the people around him. Even so, she did not forget to cover her mouth and act like a little girl.

Only after she had laughed enough did the people around her lift her up.

"So Second Miss was born by a dancer. It's no wonder she has such a temperament, I'll follow her mother then." Miss Soong could not stop laughing, the corners of her mouth raised, and her eyes filled with laughter.

"Why does Miss Soong have to praise me like that?" Su Moyun said slowly, and did not even stand up, but only sipped on her tea, and said: "How can I compare to my mother? My mother is extremely proficient in all aspects of painting, and I heard that she was famous for being the number one genius in the capital back then, but she relied on only her zither to suppress the current Patriarch Song and his mother. I am not as talented as my mother. "

Miss Soong's face instantly turned green when she said those words.

Everything he said was true, and even if the Miss Soong wanted to refute, she couldn't say anything. She could only laugh coldly as she raised her head to look at Su Biyue: "It's been hard on Big Miss Su, taking care of these two sisters for so many years. As expected of those who are from a famous clan, they are indeed different."

"Miss Soong is teasing me. My two little sisters have always been obedient and sensible, but they don't really need my care. It's just that this second sister …" Su Biyue's eyes were full of hesitation and fear as he showed them to the crowd.

He looked like he had been bullied to death by his own sister.

Su Moyun was only whispering with Shen Zui in the crowd, acting as if she didn't hear anything.

However, it was clear that Su Biyue would not let Su Moyun go so easily, she did not even plan to do it herself, and only said: "I previously had a beloved servant girl, but after the Old Ancestor said that I did not have a suitable subordinate for my sister, thus —"

Amongst the ladies of the house, who wouldn't have a servant girl in their courtyard? Those who didn't understand the situation with Su Mansion would naturally think that Su Moyun relied on her power to bully people, and with Su Biyue's previous treatment, which could be considered as taking care of everyone, this inevitably made the ladies of the house feel that Su Moyun's character was extremely problematic.

At this time, everyone's gaze turned towards Su Moyun.

Su Moyun pretended not to hear it, and naturally continued to turn to look at Shen Zui, handing over the little embroidered bag in her hands: "This is what my family's embroidered bag is made of, my embroidered bag is so strong, even the embroidery is done extremely well."

"Although I'm not very good at this, it's a good thing that my family's rich embroidery is not bad. Look at these lines, look at these stitches."

Her tone was a little showy, to the point that even the embroidered flowers behind her were blushing, not daring to look at Shen Zui's expression.

Shen Zui was originally from a martial general's family, and the environment of the house was not as uncivil and unmartial as Su Mansion, completely unyielding and unyielding. Even so, Shen Zui still had a bit of a daughter's mentality.

For example, she liked this embroidery bag from the bottom of her heart.

"How about you lend the servant girl to me for two days. I'll bring her back to teach that little servant girl of mine. All you know is how to use your blade and spear, why can't you learn these things?" Shen Zui reached out and took the embroidered bag, and continuously played with it in her hands. Her eyes shined with expectation, staring at the embroidered bag as if she wanted to eat it.

Seeing that, Su Moyun immediately grabbed onto the embroidery, her eyes wide open, her face written with refusal: "No way, the beautiful embroidery is my servant girl, you better not hit on him like that."

"Second Miss is in a good mood, chatting happily with Miss Shen at this time." Without waiting for Su Biyue to speak, Miss Song stepped through the crowd and stood in front of Su Moyun, speaking with her head lowered, "Just that Miss Shen should understand the principle of being together, and stay away from people. This unmarried daughter of mine, her reputation is still very important."

"Does Miss Soong mean that I have already married someone? Then the Miss Soong shouldn't be sitting with us daughters right? " As Shen Zui said that, she suddenly clapped her hands, laughed and stood up, then pulled Su Moyun who was by her side: "I'm talking, Moyun you don't know, but this young miss Song has secretly fallen for your Seventh Prince for a long time, and you snatch it from her, can't you blame her for not liking you!"

Actually, everyone understood this matter, but only Shen Zui could casually think of such a thing.

Miss Soong's face was flushed red as she pointed at Shen Zui's nose with her trembling finger: "What nonsense are you spouting?

"But what?" Shen Zui's words interrupted Miss Soong's explanation. She pulled Su Moyun and said with a smile: "You don't know, but normally this Miss Soong gives her word. She is the future Seventh Princess, so look at how many people you've blocked."

"When did I ever say that?" Miss Soong's eyes were completely red.

At this time, Su Biyue would naturally not speak. Su Biyue was originally fond of her Seventh Prince, so she would naturally not help her love rival.

"Probably not." Shen Zui laughed lightly and pulled Su Moyun to sit down.

Miss Soong punched on the cotton, unable to squeeze out for a long time.

There was nothing she could do about that. If she continued, it was as if she was constantly pestering others, so that everyone's daughter's demeanor was similar to someone being swallowed into someone's stomach.