The next day

On the bustling street, eight horses walked by in a magnificent carriage.

"Mother, this carriage is much more beautiful than the ones just now." A child held his mother's hand and jumped up and down with excitement.

The mother who was holding the little boy's hand said kindly: "Of course, this is the car of King Zhao's Mansion." ”

In the Shang Kingdom, only the Zhao Palace, the supreme ruler, could use eight horses.

Speaking of King Zhao's Mansion, the little boy's eyes were shining, King Zhao, but he admired the hero the most.

"Mother, could it be King Zhao in there?" The little boy said expectantly.

"I don't know." Anyway, they haven't seen King Zhao for a long time.

The little boy took his mother and ran after the carriage, but fortunately the carriage had not gone far before it stopped.

Ouyang Lingling is really not the first noble girl in the Shang Kingdom, her birthday banquet was attended by many people, those people saw the sign of the Zhaowang Mansion, they gave way, Qin Siyu's carriage passed through the long carriage procession and stopped in front of the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion.

The gorgeous curtain was opened by a pair of white and tender hands, and a young woman wearing a peach-colored embroidered Luo skirt and her hair was combed into a simple bun walked down, the woman was pretty and cute, with a big smile on her face, which was pleasing to the eye.

"Miss." Jin'er called softly, and everyone flashed a trace of surprise, they didn't expect such a beautiful woman to be a slave and maid, and the slaves and maids are so beautiful, will the master be bad?

Qin Siyu didn't expect Jin'er to grab so much attention for her, she just felt that Jin'er's dress was quite cumbersome, and she had to pay attention to it at all times.

After waiting for a long time, everyone was a little anxious, only to see a pair of jade-like hands on the hands of the pink girl, facing the sun, a figure slowly appeared in front of people.

Light purple embroidered with a complicated cloud silver embroidered Luanniao mopping long skirt, the sleeves are wider than ordinary skirts, sassy in the wind, tightened at the waist, the water blue silk soft smoke is tied into an elegant bow, the long skirt dragged on the ground, the embroidered Luan Feng seems to come to life, spread its wings and fly. The woman lightly swept her eyebrows and eyes with spring, her skin was as delicate as warm jade, her soft light was greasy, her cherry mouth was red without dotting, delicate and beautiful, and the two strands of hair on her cheeks were gently brushed with the wind to add a bit of seductive style, she seemed to feel the attention of everyone, and smiled sideways. Everyone couldn't help but wipe their eyes vigorously, and Fang knew that they were blinded just now.

"Mother, is this a fairy sister?" The little boy who ran over with Qin Siyu's carriage pulled his mother's sleeve, very excited, not unable to see King Zhao's loss, on the contrary, even more joyful.

Seeing that his mother didn't give him an answer, only the sound of gasping was heard around, and the originally noisy street suddenly became eerily quiet.

After a moment, several distracted people muttered intermittently, "This is, Zhao, princess?" ”

All of a sudden, the crowd exploded, eight horses, only four people in the Shang Kingdom could use it, two concubines, King Zhao, and Princess Zhao.

Princess Zhao? That old and decrepit woman who still dominates King Zhao? Where is this beautiful woman in front of her like yesterday's yellow flower?

The moment he saw that everyone was amazed, Qin Siyu felt that Jin'er was pulled out of the quilt before dawn and dressed up. I have to mention that Jin'er's hands, in modern times, are properly international-level, the level of makeup is not to be said, it can collect all the shortcomings of the face, and the advantages are infinitely magnified, even if it is an ugly girl, with a wave of Jin'er's big hand, she is also a delicate and tender beauty.

Not to mention that Qin Siyu's original facial features were very exquisite, the previous experience made the original owner complain all day long, and he didn't dress up at all, but now that he is dressed up, he is really scared to death, Qin Siyu held the bronze mirror and looked at it for a long time before he could be sure that the person in the mirror was himself.

Suddenly, she thought to King Zhao what would be her expression if she saw her face like this. She just likes to play pranks so much, to deal with the scumbag and the mistress, she has to let the scumbag see that after his wife does not have him, she will turn into a butterfly and make him regret it.

Unconsciously, Qin Siyu had already followed the maid through the long corridor, and there was a faint girl's laughter not far away, listening innocent and flawless, and speaking without scruples.

"Do you think that Qin Siyu dares to come?" A woman boldly called Qin Siyu's name, although the Shang Kingdom is not as good as the Great Zhou, but the distinction between respect and inferiority is relatively clear. But the women present seemed to be accustomed to it, and they were not surprised at all, and they used silk to hide their smiles delicately.

"Sister, it doesn't seem good for us to call the princess by her name like this." Zhou Tongtong glanced at the eldest sister timidly, this sister is proud and domineering, no one will give face, and she is not taboo in speaking, but now she is outside, she is afraid of being used by someone with a heart.

Zhou Qingqing glared at his timid sister, and smiled flatteringly at a noble girl surrounded by many women: "What kind of princess is she, she must have been abandoned by an adulterer, so she ran back, I believe that soon, we will hear that King Zhao divorced his wife." ”

Zhou Qingqing's teasing attracted a lot of approving voices, and when she saw the displeasure in the noble girl's eyes subside, she breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time taught Zhou Tongtong a lesson and asked her to talk less.

"Sister Zhou, this is not right, today is my birthday, I can't listen to these dirty words." Ouyang Lingling, a noble woman who is also the daughter of the National Teacher's Mansion, said that this seemingly accusatory word has no meaning of scolding at all, but is a bit intriguing.

Words are dirty, let alone people, this sewage can be splashed beautifully. Ouyang Lingling had such a close relationship with Princess Zhao, she didn't refute Zhou Qingqing's words, everyone knew her attitude, and they had a plan for Qin Siyu's arrival.

The unmarried women present, who didn't have that much thought about King Zhao, but because of Ouyang Lingling's identity, they didn't dare to express it. Looking at Ouyang Lingling's pride in King Zhao's inevitable victory, although they hated it in their hearts, they didn't dare to overflow on the surface.

Ouyang Lingling is the favorite niece of the Ouyang family, the mother of Zhao, who dares not to give her face.

Everyone knew that the Ouyang clan wanted her to enter the door, but King Zhao refused to nod for the sake of Princess Zhao, of course Ouyang Lingling would not hate King Zhao, her hatred was all transferred to Qin Siyu.

Zhou Qingqing usually follows Ouyang Lingling, a group of noble girls, of course, he can see it clearly than Zhou Tongtong, who stays at home all day and strokes the piano and inks.

"My cousin is right, those untrue market rumors are simply insulting to IQ, all sisters are people with status, how can you be tainted by these foul words."

The pleasant noise was interrupted, everyone looked for a sound, only to see a touch of lilac under the sun with a faint fragrance of flowers slowly walking, brushing aside the weeping willows fluttering in the wind, the woman's appearance gradually became clear, she smiled, this smile was shining, time trance was frozen at this moment, everyone was so amazed that they forgot where they were, they only saw this woman with a faint light in their eyes.

Ouyang Lingling was the first person to wake up from Qin Siyu's beauty, with a stiff smile on her face painted with delicate makeup, and a thick displeasure in her eyes.

Who is this person, calling her cousin and still presumptuous at her birthday party?

Ouyang Lingling didn't think of the beautiful woman in front of her and the depressed yellow flower Qin Siyu from yesterday, she tried her best to suppress the displeasure in her heart, held back a smile, and stepped forward to entertain.

"I don't know where this fairy-like sister is? Why does it look a little raw? ”

If Ouyang Lingling could barely pull out a smile just now, but when she saw the maid in peach-colored clothes standing behind the beautiful woman, her whole person was not good, and her delicate makeup fell off a little with her changeable facial expressions.

"Qin, Qin Siyu?" Ouyang Lingling probed in a somewhat incredulous tone, she couldn't accept that the yellow-faced and thin Qin Siyu would become so beautiful, and she couldn't tell that she was seven years older than Ouyang Lingling at all.