Chapter Twenty-Three: You're going to pay for my skirt
"No, deliberately stepping on other people's skirts is something that only people with particularly dirty hearts, obscene and shameless people can do, Sister Ruyue is beautiful and kind, it must be unintentional, I won't blame you."
"If Sister Ruyue is really guilty, she will give me an identical dress, this skirt was only sent yesterday, I like it tightly, it's so bad, it's a pity."
Shen Jiayu said with a smile.
Qin Ruyue felt that what she said was yin and yang, but she couldn't have a seizure, and shouldn't ordinary people say it didn't matter? can still ask for a skirt openly, but it is too unsophisticated.
"Yes, when the banquet is over, I'll go buy you the same one, and it will be regarded as an apology."
The eldest princess's daughter Ding Qingyan is notoriously arrogant and domineering, she also wears clothes very flamboyantly, likes bright colors, and most of the red clothes hang here, Shen Jiayu picks and chooses, and takes a fancy to a less complicated body, which is quite concise.
After changing it, she looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and she was a little brighter.
Qin Ruyue tightened her sleeves again, she didn't expect Shen Jiayu's face to be particularly suitable for this kind of red, she was very girly in that goose yellow skirt before, and the red one was dignified and atmospheric, and she could completely suppress it, which really made people jealous.
"Let's get out quickly, it's not good to keep others waiting."
The prince, Yan Suizhi and Shen Lingfeng were all in the corridor, Shen Jiayu attracted the attention of the three as soon as he came out, Shen Lingfeng took the lead and said: "It seems that I can ask my mother to buy you more red dresses in the future, my mother always said that you are still young, don't dress so properly, I think it is very suitable for my brother." ”
"It's beautiful."
The prince also praised without hesitation, a trace of amazement flashed in his eyes, he didn't pay much attention to Shen Jiayu's beauty before, but more about her family background and the benefits she can bring to herself, now it seems that as long as he gets Shen Jiayu, he can enjoy the blessings of all people.
The wife wants to be good-looking, powerful, talented, childish, simple and easy to deceive, bring out to have face, and easy to control at home, she is really a perfect candidate for the crown princess.
Only Yan Suizhi said: "Your butterfly hairpin is crooked." ”
"Really? Which one? ”
Shen Jiayu wore three butterfly hairpins on her head, one on the bun, and the other two on the sides, she reached out to touch it, Yan Suizhi nodded in the void, and her fingertips touched the one on her left, helping her straighten.
[The prince looked at me like a big bad wolf seeing the little white rabbit, so scared. 】
[Dengzi, hum. 】
Yan Suizhi withdrew his hand, put his index finger in front of his nose, covering the upturned corners of his mouth, the little girl was so interesting.
It seems that I can sense her voice as long as I have the slightest contact with her.
"Now that Jiayu has changed her clothes, let's move to the second floor, the ladies are still waiting below, don't delay the time."
The Fang Fei Banquet was used by the eldest princess to communicate with each other, so she would accompany the ladies of each province to have refreshments, watch the competition of these daughters, and collect some useful information in the small talk.
"The first level is the word, that is, the book, then the second level is naturally the word and the painting, the flowers are in full bloom, the competition is the best material, you are in a group of two, one is a poem, one is a painting, the time limit is half an hour, and finally voted by the ladies, and the one with the highest vote wins."
After Yu Hongyi finished announcing the rules, he was about to sit next to him, and touched his beard with a slight smile when he passed by Shen Jiayu and Yan Suizhi.
Faithfully advised: "Don't let the little fish paint. ”
"Grandpa!"
Shen Jiayu's tone was slightly heavy, but he shouted with a coquettish meaning, feeling that he was being teased, and stomped his feet.
Yan Suizhi: "I didn't plan to let her paint. ”
Shen Jiayu glared at him viciously: "You question my painting skills? ”