Chapter 12: It's a pity that people are not too beautiful

"Who?" Subconsciously, Qianmo felt that what they said was never good.

"It's that concubine, it's really a white lotus." Qianxue seemed to have been holding back her resentment for a long time and suddenly broke out, and her voice was yin and yang, but the concubine, who had always been smart in such a tone, didn't notice it, saluted Qianxue, and said softly: "Thank you princess for complimenting." "This made Qianxue choke.

Qianmo felt that this "White Lotus" was by no means a boast, so he asked, "What does the White Lotus mean?" ”

Without waiting for Qianxue to answer, Concubine Shu preemptively said: "Your Majesty, the white lotus was born white, and it has always meant noble and pure, princess, she is a concubine!" In the end, there was a hint of shyness in his voice.

Ning Qingling and Qianxue glanced at each other, laughed out loud, and said in unison: "Yes, yes, it's just to praise you!" ”

I don't know what I thought, Ning Qingling pulled Qianxue, the two turned around and muttered for a while and then turned back, represented by Qianxue, she coughed and said: "Shufei, in fact, we still have a song about 'White Lotus', which perfectly sings the quality of 'White Lotus', or we can sing it to you!" ”

Looking at the evil smile on Qianxue's face, Concubine Shu's intuition was not good, but she didn't have time to refuse, because the two had already sang.

"What a beautiful white lotus,

What a beautiful white lotus,

The heart is vicious and crawls all over the ground,

People are suspicious and evil, and everyone is afraid,

Let me take you off,

Plague other people's homes,

Ah~White Lotus~White Lotus~"

After the song, Qianxue shouted: "Where is the applause?" Ning Qingling hurriedly applauded in response.

Qianmo was surprised, the Queen Mother was shocked, Concubine Su was relieved, and Concubine Shu was angry, her face turned pale, and she couldn't find a trace of shyness, she didn't dare to lose her temper with Qianxue, so she pointed the finger at Ning Qingling, who was unidentified but three points more beautiful than Concubine Su, forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, and said:

"This young lady, I don't know you, and there is no contradiction, why are you so targeted at me?" His face was pale, his body trembled, and he seemed to be about to fall to the ground in the next second, but he bit his lower lip slightly and held on to his face with anger and unyieldingness, but he added a little tenacity to his fragility.

It's a pity that people are not too beautiful.