Chapter Seventy-Three: The Poisonous Serpent in the Heart (2)
Miss Liu San put down the teacup, stood up, and stared at Ruan Jingjia, with a hint of displeasure on her face.
"If you don't want to play the piano and chant poetry, just say it, and I'll perform for the sisters." She snorted softly with a wave of her sleeve.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I think Miss Ruan Er just had some misunderstanding, and she didn't mean that." The young lady next to her said with a smile.
Miss Liu San's face was slightly better, and she glanced at Ruan Jingjia.
Ruan Jingjia didn't want to make too much trouble, so she sat there without saying a word.
Miss Liu San saw that Ruan Jingjia was embarrassed and embarrassed by herself, and her heart couldn't help but feel refreshed, and she turned her head to greet everyone, "Everyone try this Tianhu Yunluo tea, it was picked in the early spring of this year, I have been hiding it for a long time and am reluctant to drink it, and today I can't bear the pain and take it out for everyone to brew, but you must taste it carefully." ”
Everyone smiled and thanked them, and the atmosphere became harmonious and lively again.
Everyone tasted tea and ate snacks, and the atmosphere became lively again, chatting with each other.
What Miss Liu San said just now was not angry words, she asked the maid to move a guqin and put it in the middle. After cleaning his hands, he sat down behind the guqin, flicked his hands, and began to play.
Miss Liu San's piano skills are good, and it can be seen that she has also practiced hard since she was a child, although she is not as good as Meng Yanwan, but she can still do it among the young ladies.
All the ladies who came to the banquet today had a better relationship with Miss Chen San, although because of Ruan Jingjia's identity just now, it was not good to echo Miss Chen San's words, but at this time, they were very interested in whispering.
Ruan Jingjia sat there, and occasionally heard a few words.
"Hey, you said that Miss Ruan Er didn't want to perform calligraphy in front of us, why didn't she want to play the piano and compose poetry?"
"Miss Ruan Er has a bad temperament, but when I heard Miss Chen San's provocation, I was able to endure it, but I was very surprised, I thought I could watch a good show."
"Oh, I forgot, Miss Ruan Er doesn't seem to be good at flying flowers..."
"Playing the piano and composing poetry... Isn't she good at it? is the daughter of the Ruan family, so there is still a difference in talent. ”
"After all, there is a difference between concubines and concubines, how can concubines be compared with concubines."
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These words drifted into Ruan Jingjia's ears, making Ruan Jingjia's face red and ugly, and she was like sitting on pins and needles during the banquet, and she couldn't wait to throw off her sleeves and leave immediately.
But the arrogance in her heart didn't allow her to leave the table early so gloomily and let others see the joke.
Finally, when the banquet was over, she didn't say hello, got into the carriage and left in a hurry.
Before leaving, she also caught a glimpse of Miss Liu San's mocking and disdainful gaze.
Returning to Xihe Courtyard, sitting in his room, listening to Green Lotus's comfort, Ruan Jingjia still became more and more angry the more she thought about it, and her eyes were red.
She hated Miss Liu San and hated her for deliberately embarrassing herself, but she hated Ruan Tingge even more, hated her for taking the position of a concubine, and hated her for being in the limelight.
Since she was a child, she has been full of envy and hatred for Ruan Tingge, and as she grows older, the negative emotions not only do not subside, but become more and more.
A few months ago, when she was having breakfast in the Sangzhi Palace, her grandmother, Mrs. Yide, reprimanded her in front of everyone in the palace for Ruan Tingge, and locked her up, making her so embarrassed that she went back and cried several times.
It was only then that she realized that Ruan Tingge was completely different from her status in the hearts of her grandmother and father.
Every time there was a family banquet, Ruan Tingge sat next to her father and grandmother, but she could only sit far away. Seeing Ruan Tingge talking to her father with an intimate and casual attitude, and making her father laugh from time to time, the jealousy and unwillingness in her heart increased more and more.
Obviously, she is also the daughter of her father, and she is still the eldest daughter of her father, why can't her father do this to her?
If she is a concubine, she will definitely be able to be like Ruan Tingge, a blockbuster at the state banquet, attracting everyone's admiration. She can also be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and dominate everyone in various banquets in Jinling, and will not be ridiculed for her mediocre learning like today.
Ruan Jingjia blamed all her unhappiness on Ruan Tingge's head.
The Ruan family of Chen Liu County has always attached great importance to the cultivation of talent and learning sentiment for future generations, and the clan has a private school and invited famous teachers to teach.
And there are also all kinds of masters and teachers in the Fenyang Palace, who come to teach the young ladies of the palace various talents. It's because she herself hasn't been interested in these since she was a child, and she always skips class and doesn't study, which leads to her mediocre talent now, and she can't do it at all.
But Ruan Jingjia didn't think it was her own reason, but thought that the king of Fenyang must have privately hired a better teacher for Ruan Tingge, so that her calligraphy and poetry were so outstanding.
There is a difference between the concubines, there is a difference between the concubines, without this concubine, will you be more valued? A good reputation, a good marriage, will it all belong to you?
Ruan Jingjia's heart was like a poisonous snake hidden, and the bone-eating venom was gurgling and bubbling in her body, slowly staining her heart.
She sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers clutching her clothes, and crumpled the skirt of the butterfly dress on her body.
She gently spread out the cloud satin in her hand, looked at the marks on her skirt in a daze for a long time, and suddenly laughed a few sharply.
Lu Lian stood aside and watched her young lady's strange behavior, and was so frightened that she pursed her mouth and didn't dare to make a sound.
Ruan Jingjia's face was slightly distorted and she stopped laughing, turned her head and asked Green Lotus, "How was the thing I asked you to do last time?" ”
Green Lotus hurriedly replied, "There was some hesitation at first, but in the end I agreed. ”
After she finished speaking, she looked at her young lady with some anxiety, "I said before, it's just to see the situation and spread some news..."
"It's okay, just say yes." Ruan Jingjia's eyes showed a hint of viciousness.
Allure Palace, west kitchen.
Bai Lu carefully carried a bowl of freshly steamed honey cheese and walked out of the kitchen, towards the inner courtyard of the temple.
Seeing CRBT approaching her, she nodded slightly towards CRBT, blinked her eyes and signaled that she was holding something in her hand, and it was inconvenient to chat with her, so she wanted to continue walking.
Cailing stopped, stopped her and asked, "Is this a dessert for the county lord?" ”
Bai Lu and Cai Ling are both second-class maidservants, and they usually walk very closely, and they have a good relationship.
Finding that Cailing ignored her movements, he still stopped her and talked to her, although Bai Lu was a little strange, he still stopped and replied, "Yes, Sister Cailing." ”
Cai Ling's face was a little bad, pursed her lips, and a complicated look flashed in her eyes, she hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Has the county lord drunk the medicine today?" ”
"I've already drunk it, and the county lord feels bitter in his mouth, so he asked the kitchen to steam this bowl of honey cheese for a sweet taste," Bai Lu said with a grin, "This cheese is precious, I hold it in my hand for fear of spilling it." ”