Zhao Feihuai, as the concubine of Lord Zhao, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, was married to the prince, and the banquet she held naturally attracted many celebrities in the capital.

White. Mengting went to Beijing a few days in advance, although the Bai family is considered a big official in the local area, but it is really not enough to see in the capital, if it weren't for Mrs. Bai and Mrs. Zhao before leaving the pavilion is handkerchief, I'm afraid this banquet will not be Bai's turn. Meng Ting attended.

"Sister Bai, you're here!"

"Sister Zhao."

Zhao Feihuai saw the white. Meng Ting immediately left behind the joking ladies around her and greeted her like a butterfly.

Today's Zhao Feihuai is particularly dazzling, the snow-white Suzhou embroidery hangs smoothly on the ground, and a large peony is embroidered on it, not only does it look gaudy, but it makes her look even more beautiful. The skirt is very schemingly with a lot of folds, and it flows like moonlight when walking.

Seeing Zhao Feihuai like this, white. Meng Ting's eyelids drooped unconsciously, hiding the jealousy that flashed in her eyes.

If you want to talk about appearance, in fact, Zhao Feihuai is not as white as white. Mengting, just white. Meng Ting knew Zhao Feihuai's temperament, and she didn't dare to dress up too much to make her unhappy. You must know that this young lady of the Shangshu family will order her subordinates to ruin people's faces in public because she saw a woman with a better appearance than her on the street.

At that time, this matter could be said to be in an uproar, but it was finally suppressed by Zhao Shangshu. Thinking of this, white. Meng Ting glanced at her mouth disdainfully, otherwise the other party had a good father, and I am afraid she would not be able to climb the prince's family business. It is said that he will marry a wife and marry a virtuous man, I don't know if the prince will regret it, and he married a tigress for the power of the Zhao family.

Such ideas are not just in vain. Meng Ting thinks so alone, and all the ladies who love the prince think so, but because of Zhao Feihuai's perverse temperament, she doesn't dare to show it in front of her.

The moment he raised his head, white. Meng Ting's face didn't show any discomfort, and she pulled Zhao Feihuai affectionately to talk.

The ladies who were still talking to Zhao Feihuai before suddenly became unhappy, and anyone who was left behind in the middle of their words would feel embarrassed. Zhao Feihuai and they can't afford to provoke, white. Can't Meng Ting be provoked?

"This girl looked at her eyes, and she didn't know which adult's daughter it was."

The ladies in the capital have intersections with each other, and they don't know white. Where is Meng Ting sacred, it means that the other party is not from the capital, a person from a poor and sour place, and he is embarrassed to embarrass them.

White. Meng Ting heard the thorny embarrassment in the other party's words, and did not become annoyed and angry as they wished, but bowed neither humbly nor arrogantly, "My father is a local official, and he can't be an adult." If it weren't for Sister Zhao's invitation this time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have come to the capital. ”

In just a few words, not only pushed back the other party's interrogation, but also pointed out the intimate relationship between himself and Zhao Feihuai.

Wang **'s eyes narrowed, the daughter of this little official is not simple, and she is not leaky in her words.

"Sister Bai was invited by me, and you all put away my father's set in the capital for me, otherwise, I will not be polite to you."

Zhao Feihuai took a step forward, and the calf will be white. Meng Ting pulled behind her, "Sister Bai, don't pay attention to these villains, let's go." ”

Wang, who is known as the "villain", watched Zhao Feihuai pull Bai. Meng Ting drifted away and hid her feet angrily. If it weren't for Zhao Shangshu's hands on whether her father could be promoted, she wouldn't have bothered to deal with this dominatrix.

As meticulous as her, after Zhao Feihuai finished speaking, Wang ** obviously felt that there was something wrong with the eyes of the ladies around her, and the fiery ladies who were chatting before moved a step to the side quietly, for fear that Zhao Feihuai would think that the relationship between them and Wang ** would make her unhappy.

A group of villains who tend to be inflammatory!

Looking around, Wang **'s face couldn't help changing, just thinking of her father's teaching before going out, she still didn't show her anger after all, but took a few deep breaths, barely evoked a smile, and followed in the direction where Zhao Feihuai left.

On the way from the door to the banquet, Zhao Feihuai chirped and pulled Bai. Meng Ting said and laughed, white. Meng Ting did not interrupt the other party's interest, and echoed a few words in a timely manner, which can be called the joy of the guests and hosts.

The guests who were invited to the banquet came one after another, and soon, everyone arrived.

White. Mengting suddenly found that Zhao Feihuai, who was babbling beside her, stopped talking, and even had a little shyness on her face, and looked at her in confusion, only to see a man with a lofty instrument talking on the side of the male guest, and then saw the other party's bright yellow clothes, white. A hint of clarity flashed in Meng Ting's heart.

In the capital, except for the emperor, the only one who can wear bright yellow robes is the prince in front of him. It seems that no matter how strong a woman is, when she sees her future husband, she will always show her shy side, but she doesn't know if Zhao Feihuai really likes the prince or is just shy about her marriage.

I hope I don't really like the prince, or ......

White. Meng Ting restrained her expression, took a sip of the peach blossom wine on the table, and when she looked at the prince again, a trace of ambition flashed in her eyes.

"By the way, you should have brought gifts when you came to the banquet, and now that everyone is here, it is better for you to take out all the gifts and compare them to see whose gifts are better."

Zhao Feihuai's words made many people frown, you must know that many of these gifts are items in the boudoir, if there are only female dependents, it will be fine, but there are male guests on the other table, and the two sides are not far apart, as long as you have a heart, you can see it.

Sure enough, the movement here attracted the attention of the male guests, and even the prince looked at it. At this time, the clear-minded person has already understood that Zhao Feihuai's drunkard is not in wine, what is more than a gift, isn't it just to attract the attention of the prince, and he has not yet entered the door, so he is in a hurry to seduce the prince, the fox spirit.

Although he was disdainful in his heart, the faces of those ladies did not show it at all, but he echoed Zhao Feihuai's proposal, after all, the people here also have their own hidden thoughts. The prince is at the age of the strong-blooded man, although he has already had a marriage contract, but it is only the main concubine, and the positions of the two side concubines are still vacant.

If they are fortunate enough to be favored by the prince, once the prince succeeds to the throne in the future, no matter how bad it is, they will be concubines. With such a vague thought, they actually hit it off with Zhao Feihuai.

At this time, Zhao Feihuai didn't know that everyone present, even including Bai around her. Meng Ting is coveting her future husband.

"Oh my God, who sent this gift!"

An exclamation was like thunder on the ground, attracting everyone's attention.