But she didn't know much. Probably because Princess Huizhen is very low-key, and she has no idea about her appearance or talents.
Mu Ting replied: "It can be seen that Princess Huizhen is very talented."
He didn't answer whether he liked it or not, but he praised Princess Huizhen again.
Qin Xiangxiang thought to himself that Mu Ting at this time was really different from the Mu Ting who said she had gained weight in Tianxiang Tower. She suddenly thought that maybe Mu Ting had two sides, and she just happened to have seen both sides.
It's quite an honor.
While I was talking, I had already arrived at the back garden, where I saw strange rocks among pavilions and pavilions, as well as a winding bridge, lotus pond, and water pavilion. Of course, the lotus pond was still bare at this time, but the willow trees beside the pond had sprouted new buds, and they were decorated with wintersweet and peach blossoms. Among them, people feel the atmosphere of wealth and wealth.
It was the spring outing season, and lower-class families rushed to the peach grove outside the city to enjoy the spring flowers, but the people of the Princess Princess Mansion had spring directly.
Of course, the young ladies who came in earlier also formed part of the scene. The gentlemen were more reserved and were in the waterside pavilion on the other side across the curved bridge from the young ladies.
Qin Xiangxiang made a visual inspection and found that the number of young ladies was much greater than that of gentlemen. This is obviously a battle with more monks and less meat.
She glanced around and saw a flash of black color a little far away from the husbands. It doesn't matter whether he despises the husbands or the husbands despise him.
Liao Haohai was chatting and laughing with the husbands, and seemed to be at ease.
As for Jiang Hongsheng... well, he was sitting next to the table as steady as a mountain, eating like a wind and a lingering cloud.
The attendant who led the way smiled and said: "Prince Mu, please help yourself, I will leave."
Qin Xiangxiang stuffed the attendant's purse with a wink. The attendant did not refuse and accepted with a smile.
Qin Xiangxiang felt that it was really easy for him to do this.
"You guys wait here." Mu Ting said this and walked towards the gentlemen.
It seems that Mu Ting is also very adaptable to his new status and the circle of powerful people in the capital. Qin Xiangxiang followed Mu Ting with his eyes and saw him walking to the crowd.
Yao Erlang whispered: "Our young master is not inferior to the gentlemen of the capital." His tone was full of pride.
Qin Xiangxiang was about to respond when he suddenly saw Mu Ting walking straight towards Nangong Wenyue, with two black figures standing together. Gee, it was really eye-catching. Qin Xiangxiang admitted that she was not a womanizer, but for a moment, she felt that she was very lucky.
Nangong Wenyue and Mu Ting never thought that Qin Xiangxiang was actually coveting them. The expressions on their faces were calm, but in their hearts they were peeling off each other's masks one by one.
But the work on the surface still needs to be done.
Mu Ting clasped his fists: "I, Mu Ting, am the son of Marquis Wude. Just now I saw Lang Jun's extraordinary appearance from a distance, and I admired him so much that I took the liberty to come and disturb him."
Nangong Wenyue still looked unconventional: "Nangong Wenyue. By the way, congratulations to Prince Mu."
Mu Ting smiled: "Thank you."
Nangong Wenyue had no intention of talking to him, and he had no intention of talking. The two of them just stood like this, as if they could stand until the end of time.
On the opposite side of the curved bridge, a sweet laughter like silver bells suddenly sounded.
"I would like to ask Mr. Yue Lang, is the handsome man next to you Prince Mu?" A young lady asked boldly.
Mu Ting turned around and cupped his hands towards the opposite side of the curved bridge: "That's right."
The other side of Quqiao laughed again. The little lady just raised a purse, and her voice trembled a little when she spoke: "Then Prince Mu must catch the little lady's purse!"
Before he finished speaking, his purse was dangling and was thrown into the air.
The purse attracted everyone's attention. But unfortunately, the little lady was not strong enough, so the purse did not fly into Mu Ting's hands, but fell into the water, dangling like a joke.
A gentleman boldly shouted: "Ms. Ding, God won't help you!"
The little lady stamped her feet and hid behind her friend. The little ladies laughed like silver bells again.
Qin Xiangxiang couldn't help but sigh, it turned out that the life of the powerful was like this. Although it was a flower viewing party with a purpose, in the end it was a wanton affair.
"It's good to be young." Suddenly a voice came with a smile.
Everyone looked there and saw a middle-aged woman with a beautiful face and elegant clothes, surrounded by more than a dozen maids, looking at them with a kind smile.
This woman is of course the eldest princess.
Everyone saluted and said in unison: "Greetings to the eldest princess."
The eldest princess smiled and said: "No need to be polite, please get up quickly, children. I just came to see you and reminisce about my youth. Don't be formal, just relax and have fun. Haohai, you and me Come."
Liao Haohai strode over: "Eldest Princess."
The eldest princess and Liao Haohai walked away, and the little ladies began to laugh like silver bells again.
Madam Ding, who had just been hiding behind her friend, got a purse from somewhere and wanted to throw it at Mu Ting again.
The other gentlemen started making noises: "Hey, Mrs. Ding, you don't follow martial ethics anymore, why do you keep throwing at him? Do you care about his status?"
Madam Ding said with a smile: "I just like the brave and mighty look of Prince Mu. Look at yourselves. You are all so weak, but you still have the nerve to talk about me."
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and all the gentlemen looked at Mu Ting with "care" in their eyes.
Mu Ting said openly and openly: "Thank you, Madam Ding, for your love."
The husband who had just teased Madam Ding shouted again: "Madam Ding, Prince Mu doesn't like you, you'd better throw your purse to me. Maybe if we see each other right, we can make a good story."
Qin Xiangxiang is familiar with this paragraph. The young man is telling his true feelings through joking. It's a pity that the fallen flowers have feelings and the flowing water has no intention, eh!
There was a lot of excitement in that room, and Cui Qingqing hid under the shade of a hidden tree, curling her lips again and again. What did the storyteller at Tianshenglou say that Prince Mu was ugly and hunchbacked? When that man opens his mouth, he is really good at talking nonsense!
But even though Mu Ting was handsome and handsome, Cui Qingqing didn't like him. Madam Ding likes someone who is brave and handsome, but she likes someone who is bookish, otherwise she can compete with Qin Wanwan for Song Mingjie? It's really because Song Mingjie has great literary talent and is a well-known talent in the capital! If she and Mu Ting were together, what would they talk about in the boudoir? Did Mr. Lang step on his horse today? How many sets of boxing have you practiced? Oh, Mr. Lang only used eight bowls of rice today, which is one bowl less than yesterday. But is he not feeling well? How about I personally cook for Mr. Jun and make some appetizing snacks?
Cui Qingqing shuddered involuntarily when she thought of this.
Her mother-in-law is the eldest daughter of the Mu clan. She has been resolute since she was a child and likes men like Wudehou. It's just that by accident, she married her father. As for her father, he was always submissive and could only serve as an insignificant eunuch in the Imperial College. Her mother must have been a little regretful, so she encouraged her to consider Mu Ting.
But she really can’t like it!
Furthermore, furthermore, at this flower viewing party, the young ladies who came were not very good-looking and could not compare with her, so she felt a little lonely.
It's a pity that Qin Wanwan has been raised by her cousin and can no longer compete with her.
Cui Qingqing's thoughts were spinning in this room, and the princes in the other room rolled their eyes and had the idea of embarrassing Mu Ting: "How can you not recite a poem when admiring flowers in spring? Mu Langjun has newly crowned the crown prince, and it is the spring breeze that makes him proud. , you might as well recite a poem to let us see the talent of Prince Mu."
When Qin Xiangxiang heard this, he suddenly became energetic! Come on, come on, this old trick of embarrassing people at banquets in powerful circles is finally going to be performed!
