Chapter 28: 27th

Chapter 28: 27th

  As soon as she walked into the hall, everyone was stunned when they looked at her. There was a bit of surprise in the men's eyes, but the woman's eyes were full of jealousy.

The clothes on her body were made by the most famous master of the Xuanyuan Dynasty. That master was already in his sixties and had a weird temper. I heard that he had already closed down the mountains and stopped making clothes. Now only the Empress Dowager invited him to do so. Other people's clothes will definitely not be picked up.

  So, the clothes on her are probably something you can't buy no matter how rich you are.

   "Hmph, isn't it just a piece of clothing? What's the big deal, that clothing will definitely look a hundred times better on me than her." A woman's voice came low, with obvious jealousy.

  Meng Fuying sneered secretly in her heart, but she didn't pay any attention to those sunlight and jealous comments, and walked forward slowly.

  That indifference and casualness made those women's eyes more resentful and jealous.

  When Meng Ruxue looked at her, there was also a bit of jealousy in her eyes, but she quickly covered it up, and then walked forward with a smile on her face, "My sister is finally here, come and sit down."

   While speaking, her hand wanted to hold Meng Fuying.

  Being courteous for nothing, not **** or stealing, this Meng Ruxue has been a little too enthusiastic towards her these days.

  Meng Fuying narrowed her eyes slightly, avoided her without a trace, and walked to the seat arranged for her by herself.

  Meng Ruxue's face froze for a moment, but then she pretended nothing happened and sat back in her seat with a light smile.

  She and Meng Fuying are sisters, so they naturally sat together on such an occasion.

  As soon as she sat down, she felt a cold and sharp gaze shooting at her. To be precise, it was not at her, but at Meng Ruxue. She was just unfortunately caught.

   It's just that, being swept away, there is such a powerful lethality!

Meng Fuying raised her eyes slightly, and when she met that gaze, she couldn't help but tremble slightly in her heart. That gaze was as sharp as a hungry eagle, and even more bloodthirsty in its coldness. Looking at Meng Ruxue, it seemed It's like cutting her into pieces.

   This person was very strange in his original memory, but seeing where he was sitting and what he was wearing, it was not difficult for Meng Fuying to guess his identity.

  He should be Xuanyuan Lie, the crown prince of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.

   Just that gaze made Meng Fuying understand that this person is definitely a ruthless character, born in the royal family, he will definitely be the kind of person who kills brothers and fathers for the throne.

  The crown prince has been away for many years and rarely returns to Beijing, but this time he came back on purpose?

  Under his gaze, Meng Ruxue found it difficult to maintain her usual disguise, and her body seemed to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

  Meng Fuying's eyes flashed a slightly interesting smile, there won't be anything between the crown prince and Meng Ruxue, right?

  However, since Meng Ruxue has the halo of being able to win the world if she is a woman, the prince's reaction at this moment is also considered normal.

  But the crown prince was born at an untimely time. He is thirty-six years old today. When he was choosing a concubine, Meng Ruxue was only two or three years old. So it's useless to be angry.

Ah…

  In the hearts of men...

woman? world? After all, there is only the world.

  Women, in this society, are sad after all.

  So, she was grateful for the disguise on her face at the moment. If it wasn't for the disguise on her face, if it wasn't for years of foolishness, Meng Ruxue's sorrow today might have fallen on her body.

   And she is now free to choose her own happiness.

   Ha, it's great to be free.

   However, when he saw Bai Yichen who walked in with Xuanyuan Fan, he couldn't help being stunned. How could Bai Yichen appear on such an occasion?

  Think about it carefully, but it's normal, Bai Yiyu also came to the Concubine Selection Ceremony, he should have come with Bai Yiyu.

   I didn't think much about it.

  Looking at the time, the emperor and queen have already arrived, but today's protagonist still hasn't appeared.

  This master's shelf is indeed big enough.

  I was thinking about it when I heard the **** shout outside, "Your Highness Seventh is here."

  The entire hall fell silent instantly, everyone's eyes turned to the outside of the gate one after another, and Meng Fuying also looked slowly.

  When he appeared outside the door dressed in white, everyone was stunned.

  The tall and straight figure was even more slender under the slanting sunlight. The faint sunlight sprinkled on his side, like a **** descending from the earth, and even the sunlight seemed to have been robbed of all its brilliance by him.

   Is this man a monster or a fairy?

  He ignored everyone's gaze at all, without squinting, and walked to his seat calmly.

  The crown prince's eyes finally moved away from Meng Ruxue's body, and when he looked at Xuanyuan Ye, he was even more ruthlessly cold.

   And it's that unabashed.

  A cold, ruthless, but also absolutely arrogant man.

   It's just that such eyes shot at Xuanyuan Ye's body, but they couldn't stir up any waves.

"Okay, since Ye'er is here, let's start." The queen sitting directly above said with a slight smile. She was dressed in a bright red dress, which abruptly showed her identity. Although she was in her forties, she was well-preserved. Very good, the charm is still there.

   "En." The emperor just nodded slightly, and there was not much emotion in his low voice.

  Beside the emperor, there were naturally those favored concubines, but Meng Fuying didn't look at them one by one, she wasn't interested in them at all.

  The first question turned out to be Linxing's poetry.

  Everyone was given a piece of paper in front of them, asking each woman to write a poem within a quarter of an hour.

Meng Fuying just glanced at it slightly, but she didn't mean to take a pen. It was none of her business in the first place. Moreover, everyone knew in their hearts that what was going on at the moment was all formality. It doesn't matter, what's more, the former Meng Fuying was a fool, if he didn't write, no one would say anything.

   However, she was surprised to find that Meng Ruxue didn't seem to have any intention of writing, and her eyes were still aimed at her from time to time.

  Meng Ruxue is a well-known talented woman in the Xuanyuan Dynasty, shouldn't she start writing quickly now?

she?

  Meng Fuying frowned slightly, a thought suddenly flashed in her mind, could it be her?

  Meng Ruxue was on guard against her.

  Meng Ruxue is very clear that she is no longer the original her.

  Of course, even if Meng Ruxue knew that she was no longer the same as before, Meng Ruxue's self-confidence would not admit that she had lost to her.

  Then Meng Ruxue's delay in writing is probably due to another purpose.

  The corners of her lips hooked slightly, Meng Fuying suddenly became interested, picked up the pen on the table, and quickly wrote down a poem.

   His eyes slanted slightly, and he saw that Meng Ruxue's pen was also moving quickly.

  Although Meng Ruxue blocked what she wrote with the veil in her hand, Meng Fuying knew from the slight movement of the pen tip that what Meng Ruxue wrote was exactly the same as hers.

  In such a grand ceremony, if you can’t write it, you will be ridiculed at most, but if you copy someone else’s, then...

  Hmph, actually wanting to make her look ugly in such a way? Frame her?

   It's ridiculous.

  Since she wants to play, then she will play with her, since she is idle anyway.