How could she... So beautiful?

The four people above looked at her from afar, their mouths dry.

Miss Ya thought she was used to it, but no, no matter how many times she looked at it, that face was like a nightmare, so she couldn't put it down.

That's right, nightmares.

The more beautiful she is, the more scared Miss Ya becomes.

She felt that the poisonous snake called jealousy in her heart had entangled her and could not breathe, and she wanted to shout so much, why was she not the one with such a beautiful appearance.

Ye Chen's face was gloomy, and she looked at Xu Shu several times from beginning to end.

She judged inch by inch, comparing herself with her, but no matter how much she deceived herself, there was always a corner in her heart telling her: You are not as good as her.

She can only comfort herself, she is the county lord, the most noble county lord of Qi Ying, her father is the prince, her aunt is the favorite concubine, she is a more respected existence than the princess.

Yes, she is still the one who is about to become the Seventh Princess.

When she gets the name of the Nine Weavers Fairy this time, the Seventh Prince will definitely be willing to marry her.

She has won the selection for so many years, and the name of the county lord has long been uncommon for her.

My aunt said that as long as she won the selection this time, she would ask Her Majesty to grant her a marriage.

It must be because of this, so it is rumored that the Seventh Prince is also here this year.

As soon as he thought of him, a red glow flew on Ye Chen's face, two points redder than her rouge.

Everything is fine, even if Xu Shu appears in the sky, it will not affect her, the Ye family has arranged it.

Although she felt that she would not lose to Xu Shu, she still did not object to the Ye family making some arrangements for her to ensure that she could steadily get the first place in this selection.

Ye Chen's complexion returned to its original coldness, as if all the people below were all living beings she was looking at.

Everyone looked back at her, and then looked at Xu Shu, who was still dignified, but kept stuffing things into his mouth...

It seems that I prefer to sit down the one below.

A young man cautiously approached her, holding a glass of wine, trying to salute her, but he stood still, not daring to go further.

Xu Shu raised his head, saw his innocent appearance standing there helpless, turned his head and smiled, raised his wine glass, and congratulated him from afar, and drank it all.

The young man blinked, clutched his heart and staggered, being held by a friend behind him.

"You're too unproductive, aren't you saying that you are Ning Xiaohou who has been in the midst of thousands of flowers and doesn't stick to the leaves, why did you faint when you toast a glass of wine to a beauty?"

Ning Yu didn't pay attention to what he was saying at all, just clutched his chest and gasped lightly.

Cheng Yi put away the smile he had just teased and held him: "Isn't it, it's really uncomfortable?" ”

Ning Yu waved his hand: "It's okay." ”

It's just that... It's just that my heart is beating too fast.

Xu Shu didn't look like she was hard to approach, and many people were ready to move, and they wanted to say a few words to her.

A woman in her twenties sat down, first greeted respectfully, and then said straight to the point: "Dare to ask the girl, where did you buy these makeup objects?" Especially that mirror. ”

Xu Shu took a sip of the soup slowly, squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and then replied: "Oh, these are all made by myself, and so are the mirrors." ”

"What... What the? Do it yourself? ”

She never expected this to be the answer.

She said that it was worth a lot of money, and it was said that it was a tribute from other countries, but she didn't expect that she did it herself?