Chapter Ninety-Five: Fighting Grievances

After this incident, Yu Cheng was even more displeased with Yu Xinyu, and the little love in the past was also dispersed, I don't know if Yu Xinyu would regret saying those words if he knew what Prime Minister Yu Cheng thought in his heart.

Yu Xinyu watched Prime Minister Yu walk out in disbelief and didn't look at her again.

Is the grievance she suffered so insignificant in Prime Minister Yu's eyes? I don't even want to give a perfunctory excuse.

Yu Xinyu made a big fuss, only to find out later that doing so would only make Yu Cheng more disgusted with her, and then settled down.

Half a month has passed, and Yu Feiwan is living like a fish in water in the house, so unhappy.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and the news came from the palace that the prince had recovered.

This had nothing to do with Yu Feiwan, but she broke off the marriage contract with the prince, and the emperor naturally wanted to choose another princess. It happened that several princes had also reached marriageable age, and the emperor simply announced that he would hold a banquet to choose concubines for the crown prince and several princes, as well as the famous prince and young master in Beijing.

Yu Feiwan was about to find a reason not to go, but she didn't expect the emperor to let her go, so she had to go.

The banquet is approaching, and the girls from other families are all trying their best to dress up, only Yu Feiwan is nested in her pharmacy, hoping that everyone will forget her.

"Miss, why don't you want to go to the palace banquet?" Lianxin asked puzzled.

The young ladies of other families all worked hard to enter the palace, but only their young ladies were unwilling to have anything to do with the palace.

"It's not a good banquet." Yu Feiwan put down the medicinal herbs that were preparing to be grafted in his hand and replied.

She was afraid that she would ruin this medicinal material, so she simply put it on the table and waited for her to come back to graft when her mind was calm.

Lianxin blinked, not understanding the meaning of Yu Fei's words. If there is good food, why is it not a good banquet?

Yu Feiwan sighed and said with a wry smile: "I don't want to be chosen to be the princess of any prince." ”

Since the emperor designated her to go, there must be somewhere waiting for her, she didn't want to wade into the troubled waters of the royal family.

Lianxin is usually stupid, but at the critical time, she said: "Anyway, Miss, your medical skills are so good, when the time comes, you will make up a random illness for yourself." In this way, even if the emperor is willing, those princes are also unwilling. ”

Yu Feiwan originally had this plan, but she was worried about Shen Tianyi in addition to the emperor.

Since the last time she broke up with Shen Tianyi, Shen Tianyi had never come to look for her, but the more she was like this, the more uneasy she became.

When things go wrong, there must be demons. Shen Tianyi didn't play cards according to common sense, there must be some trick waiting for her.

A few more days passed, and it was the night of the feast.

Yu Feiwan was dressed up by Mama Yue and Liuli, dressed up to attend.

During the banquet, the women of the family and the daughters of the official family all tried their best to compare others.

Yu Feiwan sat at the banquet and looked at the women who were competing for beauty, only feeling that it was the same as cockfighting, meaningless, and even a little ridiculous.

She wants to be a low-key person and doesn't want to attract attention, but there are always people who don't let her get her wish.

"Yo, isn't this our prime minister's daughter who came back from the dead? Why don't you recuperate at home and come here? A bright woman was followed by two or three young ladies, who deliberately came over to laugh at Yu Feiwan.

To be honest, most of the women from the family here Yu Feiwan don't know each other, and they don't know who this one is in front of her, but looking at the few people behind her, it is estimated that her identity is not low.

"Where did the pheasants come from, they are barking here." Yu Feiwan plucked his ears indecently and said unceremoniously.

The woman was so angry that she pointed at Yu Feiwan and shouted: "Presumptuous! Do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me like that? ”

In terms of identity, this woman can be regarded as a county lord who can show her face in the emperor.

Several women behind her also followed: "Do you know who she is?" ”

Yu Feiwan didn't pay attention to this kind of trick at all, she raised her eyebrows and said innocently: "I don't know." ”

The county lord was angry, and the woman behind her said on the side: "Why should the county lord bother with her, she is afraid that her brain will be broken after she comes back from the dead." ”

The county lord was very satisfied when he heard this, and he proudly showed off to Yu Feiwan: "This county lord is the Jingyi county lord who was personally appointed by the emperor, and according to the rules, you have to salute when you see this county lord." ”

Yu Feiwan probably guessed that she was almost like this, but she didn't plan to bow to her.

"Oh!" Yu Feiwan responded coldly.

The county lord of Jingyi pointed at Yu Feiwan in disbelief and said, "That's how you reacted? ”

She thought that Yu Feiwan should immediately salute her in fear, but she didn't expect Yu Feiwan's reaction to be so cold.

The first time Yu Feiwan saw the county lord Jingyi, he knew that she was just bluffing, and he didn't dare to really do anything. But the woman in the yellow shirt behind her was quite scheming.

The county lord of Jingyi can do something to mock her in public, and it is estimated that it has nothing to do with the woman in the yellow shirt, so I think she should have done it.

The woman in the yellow shirt is the concubine of the Ministry of Rites, but she is quite favored by the Ministry of Rites, and is no less valued than the concubines.

"How does the county lord want me to react? Or rather, what does the woman in the yellow shirt behind the county lord want Miss Ben to do? Yu Feiwan had a sneer on the corner of his mouth!

The woman in the yellow shirt was coldly named, and habitually pretended to be innocent.

"Sister Yu misunderstood something?" The woman in the yellow shirt asked cautiously, making people unconsciously think that she had been wronged.

Yu Feiwan played with the cup and said with a casual smile: "Could this girl be my father's illegitimate daughter?" ”

The woman in the yellow shirt changed her complexion, and pretended to be panicked and said, "What did Sister Yu say?" ”

Secretly, he almost tore the silk handkerchief.

The county lord of Jingyi is a brainless person, and he stood up for the woman in the yellow shirt to fight for her, "Miaofu is the young lady of Shangshufu, what can it have to do with your Prime Minister's Mansion?" ”

The woman in the yellow shirt, that is, Yu Miaofu, nodded aggrievedly on the side.

Yu Feiwan smiled sarcastically and said coldly: "Since it has nothing to do with our Prime Minister's Mansion, what kind of sisterhood do you have with me?" ”

Yu Miaofu didn't expect Yu Feiwan to be so difficult to deal with, and she couldn't get off the stage on the spot.

Fortunately, she was used to seeing this kind of embarrassing scene in the backyard, so she could barely hold back the smile on her face, "Everyone is so sisterly on weekdays, but I didn't expect ......"

Yu Miaofu's implication is that Yu Feiwan looks down on them and is unwilling to be with them. deliberately provoked the contradiction between Yu Feiwan and the daughters.

How could Yu Feiwan not see Yu Miaofu's little tricks, she raised her eyes and glanced at Yu Miaofu, and said to her word by word: "What should I do?" Who made me unsociable? ”

Her understatement resolved the dissatisfaction of the daughters with her.

Yu Miaofu thought to herself, and really underestimated Yu Feiwan.

"Where is the eldest lady of the Yu family?" The eunuch of Ciyun Palace shouted in a shrill voice in the main hall.