The skirt dragged six pieces of Xiangjiang water, and the temples towered a section of clouds in Wushan. The style should only be in the sky, and the singing voice is not in line with the world.

Flower self-pity, a song worth 10,000 gold.

As a man, many women are ashamed, Ning Jing once saw him in Zhuxi, the two are both diners, and they have the same opinion about food, so they take them as friends, and I am afraid that this matter has to be answered.

On the tenth day of the eighth month, it was the birthday of the green jade girl, and it stands to reason that a girl from the palace did not have any name, and there should not have been a powerful family to congratulate her.

But the face of the concubine is always given, and some ladies come here, but those ladies who come here with the ladies of various prefectures have clear intentions.

Whoever is in this imperial capital does not know the name of self-pity, just because he lives in a simple house on weekdays, and never sets up a hall in the house, although these boudoir women have the heart to admire, they have no chance.

This time, thanks to the blessing of the Zhennan Palace, they all came.

At this moment, the palace, which is quiet and orderly on weekdays, is inevitably understaffed, and it is a mess by these young ladies and ladies.

Wang, the wife of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, has always been a quiet person, and this visit to the huge palace is like no hostess, so she can't help but complain a few words with Liu Yushi's wife.

"In the early years, I also saw Mrs. Ning Guohou at Princess Tortoiseshell's banquet, she was measured, Princess Tortoiseshell's flower birthday was very neat, why was her daughter so bad, look at this, she sat in the pavilion for most of the hour, and no one served tea."

Mrs. Liu had attended the wedding of King Qing's son, and she sneered at Ning Jing, "I don't know what means Princess Ning used to coax these men into fascination." ”

"Hmph, it's not that foxy face, marrying a wife and marrying a virtuous, marrying a concubine and marrying sex, and she was born in Zhennan Wangfu and turned around, but this green jade girl is also a lovely person, and she has no mother to take care of her."

The admiral's wife on the side also hurriedly accosted.

In the distance, Ning Jing stood in the listening rain pavilion and watched below.

Xiang'er ordered the kitchen to eat and then came to the listening rain pavilion.

"Miss, it's so lively along the way!"

Ning Jing turned around and picked up a cup of tea, "It's not lively enough, is the Xiang'er stage ready?" ”

"The dude has everything to say."

The show is about to begin.

The stage is set up in the Tingyu Pavilion, and you need to pass by the study to get to the front hall to go forward.

Ning Jing invited so many people, although the green jade didn't know what it meant, it was always a good thing to show up in the circle of noblewomen in these imperial capitals.

On this day, he wore a peach-colored cloud brocade, and came step by step, followed by the maid Hong'er.

"Sister Princess, my sister is polite." The green jade bowed and looked at Ning Jing with a smile on her face.

This is not a name to start a sister and sister.,Slut is hypocritical.。

"Sister, please get up." At this time, in front of so many people, Ning Jing smiled slightly, and helped the green jade, but he didn't expect that when Kankan touched it, the green jade immediately fell to Hong'er.

"Miss, are you alright?" Hong'er grabbed the green jade.

The green jade was spread on Hong'er's body at this time, as if she couldn't stand up.

This was born in the eyes of outsiders, and Princess Ning pushed down the green jade because of jealousy.

The scene was immediately discussed.

"What happened?" Jiang Di happened to return from official business at this time.

Hong'er immediately sued.

Seeing Jiang Di's pitiful face, Green Jade said softly, "Lord, this is not to blame Sister Princess, it is all my own weak body, and I didn't stand firm, so I had such a big ugly ......" As he spoke, he picked up a handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Ning Jing stood aside, very convinced, after all, she couldn't learn the acting skills that came from Sister Lin's tears.

"Ao~" Jiang Di turned to look at Ning Jing, who was pouting unhappily, his eyes were full of interest, and he looked at her with a long end of the voice.

Waiting for her explanation.

Hum! Isn't it the woman you provoked?

Ning Jing told him with his eyes that he didn't open his mouth.

Jiang Diqing coughed a few times.

Ning Jing pretended not to hear.

The scene was awkward......