Murong Yan really couldn't stand Qian Qi's soft and glutinous appearance. If it was a girl, she could bear it, but Qian Qi was obviously a man, she couldn't bear it, and she was really afraid that she couldn't control it and raised her hand and slapped it.

At dawn on the second day, Lingzhi received the tickets from the Five Princes' Mansion again, and only then did he turn around and walk a few steps, and the door rang again.

"You're not here to deliver tickets, are you?" Lingzhi asked with big black eyes.

"Exactly." Qing Yue took out a ticket from his arms expressionlessly and stuffed it into Lingzhi's hand. Lingzhi's figure flashed in front of him, and Qingyue had disappeared from the wall.

"No wonder, it turned out to be walking on the wall." Lingzhi took the ticket in his hand, and was a little worried for the young lady, "Whose is it good for the young lady?" ”

One is the concubine of the century-old family Qian, the other is the noble fifth prince, and the other is the prince of Jinhuaguo.

Ganoderma lucidum has a headache just thinking about it.

There will be an unwritten rule that the woman who has not left the cabinet will hold the man's ticket in her hand, and whose female companion it is. The more noble the man, the brighter the woman's face. If a woman is not invited by a man, she will be ridiculed by many people.

Which ticket is better to use?

"Feel free." Murong Yan said lightly, where did there be so many things.

This can make Lingzhi entangled, how can this kind of thing be arbitrary? But looking at the young lady's indifferent appearance, she couldn't ask anything more.

"Ask me?" Chi Shao hurriedly left, "What does the young lady say?" ”

Lingzhi stomped her feet, "Miss said casually. ”

"Feel free then." The red peony walked fast.

Lingzhi turned around and looked at Yuzhu pitifully, Yuzhu was busy with a smiling face, "Sister Lingzhi, I'm busy." "Running faster than the red peony.

Lingzhi tangled himself to pick a flower on the side of the road, while helplessly tearing up the petals, tearing a petal in his mouth and reciting a name, "Qian Qi, Ling Jin, Rong Huan...... Qian Qi, Ling Jin, Rong Huan ......"

Until the sun set, Lingzhi did not come to a conclusion, and it was not until Steward Li sent Murong Hou to get the tickets that Lingzhi was freed from the entanglement.

March is a good time to step into spring. The annual hairpin festival is held in the royal villa in Beijing.

Early in the morning, Mrs. Feng led Murong Qian, who was dressed in makeup, away. Mrs. Mei naturally led Murong Shuang and Murong Yan away.

"Sixth sister, your dress is too plain." Murong Shuang was also dressed up in makeup, and when he saw Murong Yan wearing a dress that went out, with only a simple bead hairpin on her head, she couldn't help but say loudly, "We are the sister of Concubine Li, but we want to give her some face." ”

"Face is your own, not someone else's." Murong Yan said, "That ornament is very heavy, and it gives me a headache." ”

Murong Shuang shook his head helplessly, the sixth sister's temperament was too light, but this plain dress couldn't resist the sixth sister's all-round luxury and elegance.

Murong Yan raised her head from the noisy crowd, and every time she appreciated the graceful scenery of the noble women of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and then looked at the elegant dress on her body, the protagonist and the female supporting actress were clearly distinguished.

"Mrs. Murong, Miss Murong San, Miss Murong Sixth has arrived." The master of ceremonies sang out loud the names of Mrs. May.

As soon as Miss Murong Liu's words came out, there was silence all around, and countless eyes stared at Murong Yan.

Murong Yan pursed her lips, she didn't seem to have done anything heinous, so she didn't need to be so united.

Murong Yan walked leisurely in front of everyone's gaze, with a graceful demeanor, as if she was strolling in her own garden.

Murong Yan is the biggest joke in Beijing this year, and it is also the hottest topic, from never marrying to jumping into the lotus pond to commit suicide, to getting compensation from King Jin 200,000 taels of gold at the wedding banquet, and finally to buying back a maid in a green mansion with 200,000 taels of gold, Murong Yan's name is like thunder, like rolling thunder has been echoing among the nobles. She was originally a joke in Beijing, especially her shocking and vulgar nonsense, and her deviant words and deeds with her wife as the key link, made her the object of contempt.

But few people have seen Murong Yan, who can be divorced by the King of Jin before marrying, must be a saltless woman, when I saw it today, this mysterious woman actually had such a demeanor, so she was quiet for a while.

Immediately after, a muffled voice came.

"Miss Murong Liu turned out to be a beauty, didn't she say that she was an ugly monster?"

"What do you pretend to be high, no wonder you will be divorced by King Jin before you get married."

"Why can her husband only marry her, taking his wife as the key, it's really laughing to death all the people of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty."

"She, Murong Yan, is not a princess, why should a man marry her alone."

"If I had said such shameless words, I would have hanged myself with a rope."

These vicious buzzing voices naturally did not affect Murong Yan, her cool eyes only glanced coldly at those noble girls, and there was a sudden silence all around.

Murong Yan's gaze stayed on a noble girl who was just staring at her with a pair of extremely vicious eyes.

Xu Lingxiu, the concubine of the Zhenguo Mansion.

Murong Yan only glanced at Xu Lingxiu, and then she lost any interest. Why are these ancient ladies carved out of a mold? Pretending, pretending to be reserved, self-esteem, self-appreciation, and inconsistent hearts and mouths are probably the princess disease of these famous and noble girls.

Fortunately, Murong Shuang is not like this, otherwise she would not be able to stand it.

Mrs. Mei is the elder, Murong Shuang is the eldest sister, Murong Yan doesn't need to entertain anyone and things at all, just be the background of the activity in front of people, and only focus on the building.

The royal villain is simple and majestic, and the scenery is unprecedentedly chic. Although Murong Yan has been enjoying the scenery carefully, her professional habits in her previous life have always made her keep her eyes and ears on the alert.

That malicious gaze followed her, no, it was looking at her and Murong Shuang. She didn't even have to look to know who the owner of these beautiful and vicious eyes was.

Murong Yan snorted lightly and didn't take it to heart.

It's better not to mess with her, or don't blame her for being ruthless.

When they arrived at the main hall, the originally noisy scene was quiet again, and almost everyone stared at the Murong sisters, with almost all contempt in their eyes.

It was not surprising that Murong Yan was despised, but it was slightly surprising that Ling Yue was here, even Ling Jin and Ling Chen Rong Huan were there.

Murong Yan's face was not ordinarily thick, she accepted everyone's contemptuous gaze calmly, her lips were coldly raised, and she slowly looked around at the noble women, her eyes were cold.

The temperature around the nobles dropped a few degrees in an instant, and they didn't dare to look at her anymore, so they avoided her gaze, but peeked at her. Even if Murong Yan's gaze only stayed on Ling Yue for a moment, Ling Yue, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, also flinched slightly.

Murong Shuang's face was a little pale, this was the first time she had appeared in front of people after being rejected as a concubine by Ling Chen. Murong Yan shook her hand vigorously, looked at her with a firm gaze, and whispered, "Don't worry! I'm here. ”