Chu Yueqing was embarrassed when he heard this, and touched his head uncomfortably: "Ahem, I really don't know this... However, if you choose a concubine for the Seven Princes, is there too few little ladies who come today. ”

Chu Yueqing took a closer look, there were a lot of female dependents in this banquet, but there were only five or six really unmarried little ladies, and most of the nobles in Beijing did not come.

Shouldn't this be?

The dignified Seven Emperor Princesses, how could there be only so many people competing for them?

Ou Honeysuckle looked left and right, and said in her ear: "The romance of the Seven Princes has long been famous in Beijing, and the nobles in Beijing can't avoid it, so how can they rush into the palace?" ”

"Can't you avoid it?" Chu Yueqing frowned and looked at the little ladies in the hall: "Then don't they know that the Seventh Prince is romantic?" ”

Chu Yueqing didn't know much about the Seven Princes. Vaguely, she still remembered that she had seen the Seven Princes a few times when she attended the palace banquet last time.

It's just that time flies, and the impact of those few eyes has long been blurred.

Merry?

Chu Yueqing thought about the evaluation words given to him by the outside world, and recalled Xuanyuan Hao's attitude when he visited the little guy next to the Seventh Prince for Qianying before, and he couldn't figure out whether this rumor was true or false for a while?

Seeing that she was distracted, Xiao Dong poked her arm and said, "What do you want?" Don't worry about these little ladies, how could they not know about the romance of the Seven Princes, even if they don't know, their parents won't be unclear. However, there are always some people who do not seek fame and fortune and are not greedy for power, and there are always those little girls who are not familiar with the world who secretly promise the Seven Princes. ”

Xiao Dong's words seemed to imply something, Chu Yueqing still wanted to continue to ask, but the poem had already reached their seat. She stopped in time and listened attentively to other people's poems.

“… Flowers and butterflies follow each other in pairs. A girl in a light blue shirt beside Xiao Dong said in a low voice. She hung her face slightly, her cheeks seemed to be flushed, her hands were tightly clasped around her waist, Chu Yueqing also trembled a little when she heard her voice, and she looked very nervous.

This little lady made a poem, and it was Xiaodong's turn.

Seeing Xiao Dong stand up, his eyes were confident. She suddenly became nervous. His eyes were restlessly staring at the entrance of the main hall.

In fact, Chu Yueqing has a lot of famous poems in her mind, and if she jumps out and reads one casually, she can pack a ticket, which will definitely attract the attention of the people in this hall.

But as Xiao Dong said before. This birthday banquet is clearly looking for a suitable little lady and choosing a princess for the Seven Princes. In this case, how can she be too prominent?

In that case, she will make a random song of her own.

Chu Leqing secretly prayed, hoping that Xuanyuan Hao would not feel too ashamed of her~

"The essay sighs elegantly. Swords accompany each other to slash ****. Women and women strategize, and men fight against the enemy on the battlefield. When Xiao Dong was reading this poem, he contained his internal strength.

So at this time, in the ears of everyone, the poems are sonorous and powerful, with blood. Many girls in the hall were stunned when they heard this, only to feel that there was a hot current churning in their bodies, but they didn't know why.

The queen mother and concubine Hui who were sitting on the main seat understood the meaning of Xiaodong's poems. Of course, the minds of the two are also very different.

The queen mother probably remembered her daughter, Princess Changning. There was a proud expression on his face.

Her Changning, and the feudal war in the foreign communist to resist the enemy. Isn't it that Jingguo won't let you shave your eyebrows?

Concubine Hui's eyes were more violent, she glanced at Ou Rongdong as if she was inadvertent, but her hand joints were clenched tightly and creaked.

She thought of Xiao Qinyu.

A strange woman?

Isn't that Xiao Qinyu?

Concubine Hui and Xiao Qinyu didn't have any holidays. But thinking of Xiao Qinyu, Concubine Hui inevitably remembered Concubine Min.

The woman who doesn't care about a qiē, but can always get a qiē.

Every time Concubine Hui thought of her, she felt angina.

Although Concubine Min has been dead for so many years, she is still the cinnabar in Concubine Hui's heart, haunting her heart for a long time.

Every time I think of her. Concubine Hui unconsciously felt a wave of hatred in her heart.

This hatred invaded her bone marrow, and it always tore through all her elegant and calm disguises.

When did it start?

Was it that year that she gave birth to a child, but she didn't get the emperor's comfort in one fell swoop?

Or when Concubine Min gave birth to a child, why couldn't help but smile on the emperor's face?

Or maybe even earlier. She already hated Concubine Min when she first met her?

Concubine Hui thought about it again and again, but after all, she couldn't think of a reason.

The hatred for Concubine Min has taken root and has grown vigorously over the years. Even if Concubine Min is dead, this hatred has not diminished by half, as if she has followed her habit for many years, and she can't change it.

I also thought of Xiao Qinyu. There is also the lord of Myeongwen.

She kept her head down, and raised it when she heard the 'strategy for women to enter state-owned enterprises'.

Mingwen looked in the direction of Ou Honeysuckle, and his eyes were unsurprisingly suffocated to Chu Yueqing on the side.

A strange woman?!

Lord Mingwen sneered in a low voice, ridiculous! It's ridiculous!

She's a vixen to be spurned for!

……

Chu Yueqing didn't know that Xiao Dong's short poem had such a big impact on several people in the hall, she was just amazed, and made trouble for herself by the way.

After Xiaodong's atmospheric poem, how should she pick it up?

At this moment, applause suddenly sounded in the hall to relieve her: "Good poetry! ”

When everyone in the hall heard the prestige, they saw Emperor Mo wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, showing a smile on his majestic face, and praised the old general Xiao next to him: "It is worthy of being a member of the Xiao family, and the daughter-in-law is also so courageous!" ”

When General Xiao heard this, he took a step back, kowtowed and saluted: "The emperor said that the old minister thanked the emperor for his second son Xiao Xun and his second daughter-in-law. ”

Seeing such a big move by Old General Xiao, Emperor Mo was stunned at first, and then laughed: "You, you have also learned to set me up!" ”

Old General Xiao didn't look up, and continued: "The old minister doesn't dare, it's the emperor's holy grace. Xiaodong, come and thank the emperor. ”

Fengqi made a big fuss about Xiao Xun and Ou Honeysuckle Xitang, although the parties concerned didn't mind, but there were some bad rumors outside. Old Mrs. Xiao is also unhappy in her heart, she believes in Dong'er, but people are terrible, their Xiao family is a good noble family, and they have such a stigma.

Rao is rumor is false, and Old Madam Xiao couldn't help but be upset when she saw Dong'er.

Now the emperor just praised casually, and there was no special meaning, but General Xiao bowed.

The emperor's words are Chrysostom's words, saying one and the same.

Since the emperor recognized Ou Rongdong as the daughter-in-law of Xiao Mansion, then Old Madam Xiao had no reason to attack Dong'er in the future.

The rumors of the preaching outside are also self-defeating.

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The recent update has been very unstable, and I bow again and apologize.

Rest assured, from now on, the author will definitely be updated. (To be continued.) )