Although Xie Yurou was not as ruthless and scheming as she was later at this time, she had also been cultivated by Yuan Zheng and was exquisite, and soon coaxed the surrounding noblewomen to smile, seeing that many people were praising her, and soon the wind blew to the side of the Duchess of the Kingdom.

At this time, the Duchess of Guo saw Xie Yurou's outstanding appearance and natural and generous behavior, so she added a lot of good feelings, and she wanted to pull Xie Yurou to talk, so she heard the legend that the King of Chu had arrived.

When all the women heard the news, they all showed joy on their faces, but Xie Yurou was the most capable of pretending, and it was still faint, only Xie Fuyao noticed that her hands were secretly clenched into fists.

Originally, men were not allowed to come in this kind of gathering where all the women were dependents, but since today it was for the king of Chu to see the future princess, it was no problem for him to come and pick it out himself, and all the women also wanted to take this opportunity to see the style of the king of Chu openly.

"It's because the king is late, my grandmother is not annoyed, and the king should also punish himself with three cups. With a hearty and clear voice, Wei Jingyao came out from behind the screen, dressed in white and standing tall, and in an instant, even the sun, moon and stars lost their color, his eyes were smiling, and the girls where his eyes swept were red.

Xie Fuyao lowered his head lightly and drank tea, as if all this in front of him had nothing to do with her.

Wei Jingyao drank three glasses of wine first, and immediately noticed Xie Fuyao's inappropriate appearance, only found it interesting, and deliberately said to her: "Miss Xie, are you still satisfied with this tea?"

How can there be anything dissatisfied with the tea that the Guogong Mansion took out to entertain guests, this is not clear, there is nothing to say.

Xie Yurou only thought that he was talking to himself, his heart was overjoyed, and he stood up very quickly, and he was ashamed before he spoke: "Lord, this tea is ......"

Wei Jingyao didn't save face for her, and interrupted her: "This king is asking about this Miss Xie. ”

Xie Yurou was stunned on the spot, neither advancing nor retreating, her face turned the color of pig liver, if it wasn't for everyone watching, she would never give Xie Fuyao a good look.

Xie Fuyao almost sprayed a sip of tea, is he angry with himself? On the day he hid in her quilt, the people around the big house had a tough attitude to search her house, and almost searched for him.

It's a revenge.

But if he wants to get angry, it doesn't matter, why did he pull her as a gunman, Xie Fuyao was speechless, she didn't have to look at it to imagine that the excitement on the faces of the mother and daughter of the big house at this time must be the same as a dye shop.

She put down the teacup, stood up with low eyebrows and said: "Lord, the courtiers don't understand tea, which disappoints the prince, if the prince wants to talk about the way of tasting tea, the third sister of the courtiers is the best candidate, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all excellent." ”

Without waiting for others to pick up, Xie Fuyao continued: "The ink dance of the courtier's sister is a must in the capital, and the courtiers have no chance to see each other on weekdays.

Didn't she Xie Yurou want a chance to be in the limelight?

Xie Fuyao raised his head and looked at Wei Jingyao after speaking, for some reason, the two had only met twice, but Wei Jingyao understood the meaning in her eyes, although he was not interested in this ink dance, he still waved his hand, "Yes!"

Xie Yurou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Xie Fuyao finally said a word, she was extremely confident in her ink dance, if she could dance today, not only would she relieve Fang Cai's embarrassment, but also show her style in front of the King of Chu, if she could win his blue eyes, then she would be the princess of Chu.

The subtlety of this ink dance lies in the fact that the calligraphy is made on the wind when dancing, not only people should dance gracefully, calligraphy should also be specialized, both are indispensable, and it is much more difficult than simply offering a dance.

Xie Fuyao sat down again, drinking tea and waiting to watch the play, the more publicized he was at this time, the more embarrassing he would be later.

Thinking back to her previous life, she had no city in her chest, and her father and mother were not around, Yuan Zheng didn't lead her out to eat and drink, but she always made a fool of herself in public under Yuan Zheng's calculations, and her reputation was extremely bad, Yuan Zheng would kill her, wouldn't she kill Xie Yurou?

Just thinking about it, Xie Yurou had already entered the arena and danced, and the woman behind the screen with a graceful head and body shook her water sleeves tenderly and tactfully, like a fairy descending to earth, she could not be blasphemed.

Xie Fuyao's eyes were a little sarcastic, he was so hard working in front of Wei Jingyao today, if she knew that she would eventually marry Wei Zheng one day in the future, I don't know how she would feel in her heart?

Sensing that a gaze was staring at him, Xie Fu shook his face and looked, just staring at Wei Jingyao's cynical eyes.

The woman's fox-like look was fully visible to him, and although he didn't know what she wanted to do, he always found it interesting, boring for a long time, and it didn't hurt to play.

At this time, everyone exclaimed......

I saw that the first stroke had fallen on the screen, the pen was strong and powerful, and then the second and third strokes followed, and the person who dropped the pen did not pause at all, or flew and rotated, or kicked and bent over, and the action was extremely complicated.

Look at the screen has already written a dragon word, the end is a pen and a dragon, written very beautifully.

Everyone applauded, and the ink dance really lived up to its name.

As if encouraged, Xie Yurou turned out from behind the screen, danced non-stop, picked up the pen again, and wrote a flying word, and the strokes were still chic and elegant.

Before everyone had time to applaud again, Xie Yurou suddenly let out a big sneeze, which was really a big scene, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

Xie Yurou couldn't stop, sneezing one after another, and the silence on the field only heard Xie Yurou covering her mouth and nose and sneezing continuously, and the pen in her hand fell to the ground, and no one knew what was going on.

Yuan Zheng's face suddenly changed color, Xie Yurou looked embarrassed, and filth erupted from her nose, all of which were stained on her sleeves, and Fang Cai's fairy image was completely ruined, and some people even turned their faces and said "unbearable".

The Duchess of Guo's face was also not good, she stood up and said angrily: "What the hell is going on? Today is a good day, if you are ill, you don't have to be so reckless, and you have swept everyone's interest!"

Xie Yurou was speechless by the sneezing, Yuan Zheng hurriedly knelt down to make amends: "Is it the concubine's body, the little girl is sick, and the concubine's mother can't find out in time, which swept the interest of the Duchess of the country, and asks the Duchess to atone for her sins!"