The carriage stopped slowly at the gate of the Rui Wangfu, Ye Zhen and several people got off the carriage one after another, raised their eyes to see the plaque of the Rui Wangfu, the three lacquered gold characters of the Rui Wangfu dragon flying phoenix dance, the atmosphere is awe-inspiring, it is said that this is the royal pen of today's saint.

There have been a lot of carriages parked at the entrance of King Rui's Mansion, and the flow of people is like turbulence, and it is very lively. All kinds of luxury carriages stopped at the gate of the palace in an orderly manner, and the nobles who were gorgeously dressed and slender abounded, and it could be seen that they were all carefully dressed up today, and those delicate young faces were full of vigor and youth.

The old housekeeper of Ruiwangfu stood respectfully at the gate, in front of the two mighty stone lions on both sides, each standing a small servant, with a modest attitude, specially came to receive the worship stickers in the hands of the young ladies, and the old housekeeper said respectfully every time he saw a young lady: "Miss, please come in."

Ye Hao also followed Ye Rong and them into the Rui Palace, the Rui Princess Flower Appreciation Banquet was set up in the garden of the palace, the palace was already a prosperous scene, all the young ladies walked slowly to the garden in groups of three or two with lotus steps, and Ye Hao and his party followed.

Across an arch of the moon gate, through a long corridor, the garden is close in front of you, and see that the garden beams and pillars are carved exquisitely carved with patterns, the garden is chic and small, an octagonal pavilion in the center of the garden is a bright yellow glazed tile, the big red vermilion column, it looks rich and dignified, the atmosphere is majestic, it is really a royal style.

The pavilion is full of a group of young girls, smiling and laughing, the pleasant laughter is touching, the hibiscus flowers in full bloom in the garden are in full swing, the bright red and bright colors show the enthusiasm and luxury of the fire, and the slender appearance of the hibiscus flower, the pure petals, the noble meaning.

There is a rockery in the garden, where spring water flows slowly, and unknown wildflowers and long grass grow in the cracks of the stones.

There was a girl with a beautiful face, wearing a rose-red round-necked dress, a ruyi knot tied around her waist, combing a flying cloud bun, and obliquely inserting a step shake and a hollow golden flower hairpin, slowly walked to Ye Hao and his party, and smiled at Ye Rong: "Ah Mei, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you very much!"

Thinking of something again, he smiled slightly, and explained to Ye Hao: "I am Meng Ziyao, the daughter of Lord Meng, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites!"

Ye Meiye smiled lightly, her eyes were full of smiles, and she kindly took Meng Ziyao's hand, "But isn't it, I miss you very much!" ”

Ye Rong and Ye Miao parted faces, and clenched the handkerchief in their hands as if jealous, Ye Hao didn't care about these polite words, and even thought about finding a secluded place, but seeking to be clean and undisturbed.

As for the banquet, how many royal banquets she participated in in her previous life were all old and boring content, nothing new, just flower appreciation, painting, and poetry, which was really boring!

He subconsciously glanced at Ye Ning on the side, Ye Ning came here, his expression changed a little, he was not so stunned, his eyes swept around intentionally or unintentionally, and he quietly withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyebrows, and remained silent.

"Huh? Rong'er, this young lady is a strange one, who is this? Why hasn't Miss Ben seen it before? A girl wearing a goose-yellow cardigan and a light white embroidered dress stretched out her hand and pointed at Ye Hao with a blank expression, but Ye Hao caught a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.

Ye Rong smiled: "Mi'er, are you really confused?" She is the fourth young lady of our Ye Mansion, Ye Zhen! ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Miss Ye Si, Mi'er is disrespectful, Miss Four's reputation is very tight!" Na Mi'er's full name is Lin Mi'er, she is the daughter of a scholar of Chaolin University, and she is good friends with Ye Rong on weekdays, she glanced at Ye Hao, and her face was full of disdain.

"You, really!" Ye Rong glanced at Lin Mi'er with disgust, then took her jade hand and said something considerate.

Ye Hao's face is still calm, Lin Mier's trick is really naïve, do you think that if she is so sarcastic about herself, she will be angry? How naïve! Not only will I not care, but I will think that they are all stupid people, and they are just carving insects.

Ye Ning heard that Lin Mi'er was sarcastic about Ye Hao, and reached out and tugged at Ye Hao's sleeve with some concern, her eyes were full of concern, and she whispered: "Fourth sister, you are not angry."

Ye Hao shook her head indifferently, she didn't care at all, but she still moved her lips slightly, and spit out a few silent words: I'm fine

Ye Miao also found the handkerchief of the past, and talked to her with a smile, Ye Ning's face became a little anxious, she saw that several cousins had some young friends, and she could only accompany Ye Hao, a little unwilling.

The aunt explained that she must have a good relationship with the ladies on this trip, and it is best to make more noble ladies as handkerchiefs, but where do the ladies here care about her as a concubine who has never made a living? These noble ladies have already formed several circles, and it is not so easy to set foot in them.

Ye Hao saw Ye Ning's embarrassment and anxiety, and did not leave her, and said lightly: "Eighth sister, I have always been happy and quiet, you go everywhere with those young ladies, don't take care of me."

When Ye Ning heard this, his eyes lit up at first, and then he showed a little reluctance, and finally nodded with some gratitude, but he was afraid that he would get carried away, so he was happy, and silently moved the lotus step and followed behind Ye Miao.

In this way, Ye Hao felt that this was no burden, and found a quieter place by herself, but behind the rockery, there was a wide stone, which could accommodate one person to sit, Ye Hao sat down, relaxed her body slightly, closed her eyes slightly, closed her eyes and concentrated, leisurely.

The breeze came slowly, bringing the fragrance of flowers into the nose, only to feel that the air was exceptionally fresh and the fragrance of flowers was pleasant......

"Huh? This sister, it's really funny, hiding here? Why don't you go and talk to those young ladies? A slightly high-pitched female voice sounded, with a little doubt.

Ye Hao opened her eyes and looked at the girl in front of her, the girl in front of her was wearing a long skirt with birds and flowers on the ground, her hair was pulled into a lazy bun at will, she was facing the sky without makeup, she didn't use powder, her facial features were a little heroic, she looked at Ye Hao curiously, waiting for an answer.

"Oh, I'm quiet, so I came here to avoid the noise." Ye Hao said slowly.

When the girl heard this, she immediately held Ye Hao's hand excitedly, looked like she had seen her bosom friend, nodded approvingly, and muttered: "Isn't it!" Miss Ben hates those young ladies the most, what kind of paintings do they make all day long, enjoy the flowers, what's good! After speaking, he looked at Ye Hao with admiration and nodded with satisfaction, "You are a good one, Miss Ben allows you to be my friend!" ”

Ye Hao listened helplessly when she said this, but she still asked politely: "Miss is so bold, I don't know which noble girl it is?"

"I, I'm the granddaughter of Zhenguo Gong, Cheng Jingxian, what about you?" Cheng Jingxian proudly reported her name, the name of the Zhenguo Mansion was well-known in the Northern Chu Kingdom, like thunder, everyone knew it, and she looked at Ye Hao with some expectation.

"I'm Ye Hao, the fourth lady of General Ye's mansion." Ye Hao reported her name, her tone was flat, and her posture was indifferent.

Cheng Jingxian nodded, pursed her lips and sighed: "Everyone in the world says that you Ye Hao is a vulgar and pampered girl, in my opinion, you are not!"

Ye Hao's name is also well-known in Bian Jing, but it is not a good reputation, it is all gossip that is unfavorable to Ye Hao, and if she slanders her reputation, she is arrogant and wanton, pampered and arrogant, and she is a very vulgar and despicable woman.

She originally believed it, but when she looked at Ye Hao today, she found that this was not the case, and the rumors were false after all. The girl in front of her has a peaceful posture, neither humble nor arrogant, her expression is indifferent, and there is a vague and elegant temperament between her eyebrows, where is there half a point of coquettishness and arrogance?

Ye Hao did not show joy at her compliment, and still politely and detached to thank her, and fell into silence again.

If she remembers correctly, in the last life, the Zhenguo Mansion was suppressed by Jun Chengxuan, and in the end, the Zhenguo Gong couldn't bear to be angry, resigned angrily, and returned to his hometown.

And this Cheng Jingxian in front of her is tragically married to a six-grade official as a concubine, looking at this Miss Cheng's informal, bold and direct temperament, she must have suffered a lot after marrying in her previous life, it's a pity that she is so beautiful.

"What are you doing in a daze? Look, the first beauty is coming? Oh~" Cheng Jingxian was dissatisfied with Ye Hao's stunned, reached out and smashed her with her arm, raised her chin, and motioned her to look.

Not far away, there is a young girl, dressed in a long skirt of Suxue silk clouds and thousands of waters, holding a shadow veil on her arm, combing three thousand hair into a wishful bun, inserting eight treasures of golden hairpins, and coming with lotus steps, with a shallow smile on her face, eyebrows like a crescent moon, and teeth like Zhubei, it can really be said that she uses an ancient word to describe her beauty: "Clever smile, beautiful eyes." ”

Ye Hao retracted her gaze and sighed to herself, beauty, I have seen a lot in the harem, this so-called first beauty pulls the palace to compare with those beauties in the harem, and it is just Erer.

Cheng Jingxian glanced at her, and sighed at Ye Hao with some envy: "I heard that this Luo Lingsu has an excellent temperament and is the best candidate for Bian Jing's man to marry, but unfortunately such a beauty is a good candidate for the emperor, alas...... It's a pity! ”

After she finished speaking unscrupulously, she didn't notice anything wrong, how did she know that she had already committed the big crime of killing her head with just one sentence, talking about the royal family, disrespecting the emperor, and not handling it properly, she might implicate the family and be convicted.

Ye Zhen was surprised that Cheng Jingxian really has no city government, and her mouth is open, if someone else is present today, this great rebellion is enough to make Cheng Jingxian die thousands of times, beak the royal family, privately evaluate the emperor, and make a big crime, this Cheng Jingxian is really protected by the Zhenguo Gong, but she doesn't understand the truth from the mouth.

"Miss Cheng, don't discuss this matter privately, this is not something that you and I can do with each other." All she can do is remind her kindly, and the rest can not be helped, after all, she must also have the ability to comprehend, and Zhenguo Gong can't protect her for a lifetime.

"Okay!" Cheng Jingxian stopped her mouth, changed the topic, and asked with great interest: "I heard that your father is fighting outside the Saiwai, isn't it very majestic?"

Down? Ye Hao hooked the corners of her mouth bitterly, and sneered in her heart, her father was fighting outside, not afraid of hardships and hardships, living a life of licking blood at the tip of a knife all day long, a life of fear, and always ready to die for the country.

Down? It's just an illusion of glory, and who can understand their hardships and sufferings? If the foreign enemy has not retreated, why should he return home?

"Huh? What are you doing here? ”