Chapter 297: It's Not Me
"Miss, Qingling will never be mistaken, Miss think about it, Qingling has seen the second miss so many times, and has also been in contact with the second miss, how can you be wrong casually, it is definitely the second miss, and the light spirit can't imagine that the second miss is here, and I don't know what happened." Qingling hurriedly explained, but he also needed to keep his voice too loud so as not to be heard by others.
"I naturally believe what Qingling said, so someone must have brought her into the palace, this person's courage is also good, I am interested, this palace banquet, maybe there will be new things?" Wen Xian'an shook the fruit wine in the cup.
This fruit wine will not get drunk easily, but it is also sweet, Wen Xian'an is not the first time to drink it, she likes this taste, and she wants to know how to make it in the palace.
"Miss, the second miss just flashed by, it's not a light eye, maybe it can't be found, because of this, this just shows that the second miss is in the dark, and the second miss should be more wary of the second miss." Light Spirit began to worry again.
She has been worried in her heart that someone is framing Wen Xian'an, she has also experienced a few things, and she is also wary of things around her.
"Qingling, it's still early, there won't be a good show so early, don't worry too much, don't worry, your young lady's head is very smart, and she won't be framed easily." Wen Xian'an gave Qingling a reassuring look.
The light and impetuous heart suddenly sank into the mirror and became very reassuring.
"Light Spirit Believe Miss." Qingling nodded his head, expressing his trust in Wen Xian'an.
"Eat? You've been standing for so long, why don't you eat something to pad your stomach? It's not started yet, and you might get tired later. Wen Xian'an looked at the food on the table and asked if he needed it.
Qingling hurriedly shook his head.
"Miss, these things are not something that Qingling should eat, Qingling is not hungry or tired, Miss doesn't need to worry about Qingling." Qingling replied to Wen Xian'an with a smile.
Wen Xian'an had no choice but to give up.
With the arrival of the personnel and the sitting, the emperor, the queen and a group of concubines also came out.
"Participate in the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the queen's mother, long live the thousand years old." The crowd saluted in a very neat manner.
"Calm down, this palace banquet is also a family banquet, tomorrow is the new year, you don't need to be restrained today." The emperor raised his hand.
"Your Majesty."
The queen said a few more words, and the dancing girl came on stage
Wen Xian'an didn't notice Gu Hanjing's arrival, the seat under the emperor's and queen's seats had always been vacant, Wen Xian'an was curious about what Gu Hanjing was going to do.
"Your Majesty, now that the young ladies are also here, why don't you let them compare their talents?" Naturally, this was said by someone.
"What Gan Aiqing said is extremely reasonable, I don't know which lady is willing to come out and perform her talent in advance?" The emperor's words were gentle, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Gu Hanjing also came.
"After the son-in-law participated in the father's mother's meeting, the son-in-law came late, and he was willing to punish himself with three cups." As soon as Gu Hanjing came, he directly drank three glasses of liquor.
"Sit, sit, I don't mean to blame you, sit down, the prince is really in a good time, and this is the time for the ladies to show their talents." The emperor touched his beard and looked at Gu Hanjing meaningfully.
Gu Hanjing's gaze was on the same as Wen Xian'an, he found that Wen Xian'an's hairpin became very familiar, and he was happy in his heart, but he didn't show it too much, and sat down with a flat face.
"Your Majesty, the courtiers are willing to dance to the fullest." Immediately, someone spoke up.
As the first one, if you have the strength, you can also shine.
Wen Xian'an was not interested in these talents at all, she was eating by herself, looking very happy, and she didn't notice how Gu Hanjing looked at her.
As soon as the dance fell, the next few people were almost the same as the first time, and they never gave them amazing and interested eyes, and some people set their eyes on Wen Xian'an.
"Father, everyone must know Miss Wen's reputation, and my daughter wants to see Miss Wen's calligraphy and paintings." Gu Lingchun's voice sounded, sobering up Wen Xian'an, who was bored on the side.
"The princess said that it was not bad, if you say that there are other courtiers in poetry, it is not bad, after all, it has been performed, this calligraphy and painting is a way, and the courtiers are just average." Wen Xian'an shirked.
These performances also shine, which was never what Wen Xian'an wanted, what Wen Xian'an wanted was a quiet life where she could sit and eat without anyone disturbing her.
"Ling Chun, the talent and name of the eldest lady of the Wen family are already well known, so there is no need to embarrass Miss Wen." Gu Hanjing spoke up to solve the dilemma.
He knew that Wen Xian'an was definitely not interested in these, and Gu Hanjing didn't want Gu Lingchun to be difficult for Wen Xian'an.
The emperor looked at his children.
"If you don't want to be enchanted, don't want to." The emperor had no intention of forcing it.
Wen Chao gave Wen Xian'an a look and signaled Wen Xian'an to agree.
Wen Xian'an knew what Wen Chao meant, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Your Majesty, the courtiers are willing to sacrifice ugliness."
Saying this, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are also ready, and Wen Xian'an is painting while there are other ladies showing other talents, and they seem to be harmonious for a while.
As Wen Xian'an's pen fell, the painting was fine, and many people's eyes couldn't help but start looking at it.
"Miss Wen's talent is average, too modest."
Looking at this lifelike landscape map, it was another compliment.
Wen Xian'an finally got out and went to other places under the leadership of the little palace maid.
"Are you sure this is taking me to the bathroom?" Wen Xian'an's eyes were not only cold.
"Miss, let's go in." The palace maid pushed Wen Xian'an inside.
Wen Xian'an was locked in the room like this.
Looking at this palace, Wen Xian'an didn't know what was going on, but he just saw that there was no one in it.
After waiting for a long time, no one came, and Wen Xian'an couldn't help but feel a little strange.
Soon after, the door was opened, and there was no one outside, but Wen Xian'an passed towards a place of discussion.
"Here, there's a dead palace maid here."
"This, isn't this the one who serves Miss Wen, what the hell is going on?"
A palace maid doesn't matter, what matters is that there is a dead person at such a banquet.
"It can't be something that Miss Wen did, right?"
"It's me? It's not me, and there are some things I don't want to say. ”