The maid gave a blessing to Sheng Guoer and said respectfully: "I have the order of the Seventh Princess. Please follow me to the side hall."
Sheng Guoer nodded, "Okay, please lead the way."
The side hall of Moyu Pavilion.
Mo Jin was pouring tea for Sheng Guoer, who was sitting on the sofa with a solemn expression.
"Guo'er, drink a cup of hot tea to warm your stomach." Mo Jin picked up the tea cup and handed it to Sheng Guo'er.
Sheng Guoer took the tea cup and took a sip. The bitter taste hit her throat and made her cough.
"Slow down." Mo Jin put down the tea cup, took the silk scarf next to her, and gently wiped her lips.
Sheng Guoer calmed down after coughing a few times, raised her head and smiled at Mo Jin: "Thank you, Sister Jin!"
After saying that, Sheng Guoer picked up the tea cup again and tasted it carefully.
At this time, the maid walked into the room, knelt down and saluted, and then reported: "Reporting to my lady, the Seventh Princess asked you to wait in the lobby."
Sheng Guoer put down the tea cup, stood up and walked outside.
At the door of the lobby, Sheng Guoer stopped. She listened carefully and heard the faint sound of men talking from the lobby, mixed with a few charming gasps of women.
Sheng Guoer raised her eyebrows, opened her legs and walked in.
As soon as she stepped into the house, Sheng Guoer noticed an unusually fragrant smell of powdery powder. Then, she heard the man's rough and hearty laughter. She frowned subconsciously, and her eyes quickly swept across the lobby.
At this time, there were three young, well-dressed men sitting in the lobby. Both men were drinking and having fun. Only the fair-skinned man is left kneeling in the center, holding a brush and concentrating on painting the portrait.
Sheng Guoer's eyes swept across the portrait and stopped at the fair-skinned man in the center.
The man is wearing a snow-green robe with a belt of the same color around his waist. He has a slender and tall figure, handsome and clear facial features, and exudes a scholarly temperament.
He was concentrating on describing the girl in the portrait.
Sheng Guoer's eyes stayed on his cheek for a moment, then moved away, finally landing on his fair neck. There was a bright cinnabar mole there.
Sheng Guoer stared at the cinnabar mole and fell into deep thought.
Whose cinnabar mole is this?
Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind, could it be...Nangong Yueyi?
This idea came up and shocked Sheng Guoer. She quickly shook her head to get rid of her weird thoughts. How could Nangong Yueyi have a cinnabar mole? This is definitely a coincidence!
Sheng Guoer gathered her thoughts and her eyes fell on Nangong Yueyi again. All I saw was his portrait of concentration.
Suddenly, Nangong Yueyi put down the brush. He stretched out his hand to pick up the drawing paper and looked at it carefully, his eyebrows gradually tightened, as if he was a little angry.
After a while, Nangong Yueyi snorted coldly, threw down the drawing paper angrily, got up and strode away.
Sheng Guoer was startled, what happened to him? Was he dissatisfied with the painting?
When Mo Jin saw this scene, his face instantly darkened.
"Your Highness Seventh, His Highness Seventh?" Mo Jin called softly twice, but found that Nangong Yueyi had disappeared long ago, leaving only empty tables and chairs.
Mo Jin frowned and looked at Sheng Guo'er, "Guo'er, why did His Highness the Seventh Prince leave so suddenly?"
Sheng Guoer shook his head to express his ignorance, "Maybe I disturbed His Highness Seventh Prince from painting, and he was unhappy."
Hearing this, Mo Jin sighed and said, "Guo'er, don't worry, wait until the prince comes back in the evening, and then ask clearly. If you really disturbed His Highness, His Highness will not pursue it."
"Um!"
Sheng Guoer nodded and looked at Nangong Yueyi's portrait with mixed emotions.
Although I have never seen it before, it feels very familiar, as if I have seen it in a dream.
Sheng Guoer rubbed her forehead and forced herself to put the portrait behind her.
Night comes.
The Seventh Prince's Mansion was brightly lit, people were drinking and drinking, and it was very lively.
The theme of tonight's banquet is called 'Let a Hundred Flowers Bloom'. Every guest attending the banquet must perform before entering the theme session.
As a guest of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, Sheng Guoer was invited to the banquet without hesitation.
Sheng Guoer put on an elegant goose-yellow dress, a simple fairy bun, and a jade hairpin.
The makeup is simple, but the skin is as beautiful as snow, the eyebrows are as curved as crescent moons, the eyes are as black as stars, the cherry lips are plump and rosy, and the whole person looks bright and charming, and is incomparably beautiful.
As soon as she arrived, she immediately attracted everyone's attention and admiration.
"Oh my God, the Sheng family is so beautiful in charge."
"yes."
"This girl from the Sheng family is really good. Not only is she beautiful, she is also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is perfect. How happy I would be if I married such a wife!"
"Haha! You can pull me down. Just you? Are you worthy of the eldest lady of the Sheng family?"
…
Sheng Guoer frowned slightly as he listened to the buzz around him. She looked around to make sure she didn't recognize these people. But how could they describe her as 'such a woman is perfect'?
Sheng Guoer was puzzled and her eyes fell on one of the women. She was wearing a pink and purple gauze shirt, and her long black and silky hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, revealing her beautiful white neck. A pretty melon-seed face, crystal clear skin, willow-leaf eyebrows, almond eyes, beautiful nose, rhombus lips... all of them exude an alluring charm.
This woman is the same age as Sheng Guoer, but her appearance is even better than Sheng Guoer. She was looking at a man lovingly.
"Oh, the eldest daughter of the Sheng family is here too!" Someone shouted, and the noisy lobby suddenly became quiet. All eyes fell on Sheng Guoer, including the man who was admiring the beauty, who also turned to look at her. Sheng fruit.
Sheng Guo'er raised her eyebrows, why didn't she know when she became the hot dog?
"Guo'er, you and Seventh Brother should sit at the same table." Mo Jin whispered to Sheng Guo'er.
Sheng Guoer shook her head and refused, "Sister Mo Jin, no need, I'll find a place to sit by myself."
Sheng Guoer stood up and scanned the lobby. After finding his seat, Shi Shiran walked over.
"Guo'er, let me introduce to you. This is Qin Yuxuan, the grandson of Duke Qin." Mo Jin pointed at the young man in black clothes and introduced.
"Hello, Qin Yuxuan." Sheng Guoer smiled kindly.
Qin Yuxuan stood up, cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and said politely: "I've met Miss Sheng. It's our first time. Please give me some advice."
"Young Master Qin, you're welcome."
"Hey! Miss Sheng, do you also like to write poetry? Why haven't I heard you mention it before?" A surprised female voice sounded, her tone full of jealousy and resentment.
Sheng Guoer is a girl of about eighteen years old. The girl is wearing an aqua dress, a fairy bun, and a beautiful face. But the way she looked at her was hostile, which made Sheng Guoer feel confused.
Sheng Guoer looked at Mo Jin doubtfully and asked why.
Mo Jin explained in a low voice: "Her name is Meng Qili, and her father is an editor at the Hanlin Academy. She has a weird and tricky personality. She always likes to compare you with her and often ridicules you."
Sheng Guoer suddenly realized that it was her.
Sheng Guoer didn't take it to heart. She was not familiar with Meng Qili, she had only heard of her name. Sheng Guoer smiled and nodded at Meng Qili as a greeting.
Meng Qili was so angry that she gritted her teeth. Why should she be ignored? Sheng Guoer is an orphan, why is she so arrogant and rude?
Meng Qili secretly decided in her heart that she would humiliate Sheng Guoer severely and make Sheng Guoer lose face.
The banquet officially started.
Sheng Guoer sat in her seat dignifiedly and quietly, listening to the people next to her reciting poems and playing the piano. Occasionally, I looked up and saw Meng Qili sitting not far away, drinking alone, looking heartbroken.
Mo Jin came close to Sheng Guoer's ear and lowered his voice and said, "Guoer, ignore her. She is sick again."
Sheng Guoer looked at Mo Jin in surprise.
Mo Jin continued: "She has been crazy about Uncle Seventh Emperor since she was thirteen years old, and she still remembers him. But she doesn't dare to blatantly covet him, so every time His Highness returns to Beijing, she makes excuses to find trouble, hoping that His Highness will pay more attention to her. .Is she crazy?"
"..." The corners of Sheng Guoer's mouth twitched.
Mo Jin said, clicking his tongue and shaking his head, "It's a pity that His Highness the Seventh Prince doesn't bother to talk to her at all. Every time she asks for trouble, she deserves it!"
Everything Mo Jin said reached Meng Qili's ears, and her cheeks suddenly turned red with anger.
When Mo Jin saw this, he couldn't help laughing and chuckled.
Meng Qili glared at Mo Jin angrily, "You bitch! I'm warning you, if I hear you slander me again, be careful I tear your mouth apart!"
"I'm not afraid of you."
"alright."
Sheng Guoer quickly interrupted Mo Jin and looked at Meng Qili displeased, "Meng Qili, Mo Jin is my personal maid, you can't even think of bullying her."
"Guo'er..." Mo Jin looked at Sheng Guo'er gratefully, with tears shining in his eyes, feeling extremely grateful.
Meng Qili snorted coldly, "Humph! Since you like her, then just marry her."
After that, she rolled up her sleeves and left.
Sheng Guoer and Mo Jin were left looking at each other awkwardly.
"Mo Jin, thank you for helping me just now."
Mo Jin shook his head, "Sister Guo'er, you don't need to be polite to me. At times like this, of course I should support you."
Sheng Guoer pursed her lips and smiled, "Yeah!"
"Look, His Majesty Seventh Prince is coming this way. He must be looking for you." Mo Jin said excitedly: "Sister Guoer, get ready to perform on stage. I'm keeping an eye on you, everything will be fine."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Sheng Guoer nodded, found an empty seat and sat down, took out paper and pen and prepared to compose a poem.
Her modern father was a professor with a distinguished literary talent.
Although her parents died young, Sheng Guoer benefited a lot from the rich poetry collection accumulated by her ancestors. She is now learning and selling. Although she cannot write a poem that will be passed down through the ages, she can still write two short poems.
After Sheng Guoer closed her eyes and thought for a moment, she opened her eyes and started to write.
A look of perseverance appeared in her clear and agile water eyes. She took a deep breath, concentrated her energy and wrote quickly.
"Wow..."
Suddenly, someone threw a cup of tea on Sheng Guoer's face. The scalding hot tea splashed on Sheng Guoer's face and body, causing burning pain. Sheng Guoer screamed in pain and the pen in his hand slipped to the ground.
"Sheng Guo'er, are you worthy of attending such a noble and gorgeous party? You have simply defiled this place!" Meng Qili glared at Sheng Guo'er arrogantly and cursed viciously.
Mo Jin hurriedly stepped forward to support the embarrassed Sheng Guoer. Sheng Guoer's face was red and sweat broke out on her forehead. Her eyes were as cold as daggers as they shot towards Meng Qili.
Meng Qili was so frightened by her that she took a few steps back, and then she became angry, "Sheng Guo'er, why are you looking at me like this? Did I say something wrong? You, a country girl, want to enter the palace for a banquet, it's just a toad's wish. Eat swan meat.”
Meng Qili became angrier as she spoke, "Sheng Guo'er, you are so shameless! I think you deliberately sneaked into the palace while His Seventh Prince was away, right?"
"You're talking nonsense!"
"What nonsense am I talking about?"
Mo Jin angrily rebuked Meng Qili, "Meng Qili, that's enough! This is the royal garden of the palace, not a place for you to run wild!"
"Why did I act so wildly? I told the truth, but you actually favor a shameless woman like Sheng Guoer?" Meng Qili shouted sharply, "This is the palace, not the countryside! You'd better take care of Sheng Guoer, Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude to her!”
After Meng Qili finished speaking, she turned around and ran away.
Mo Jin looked at Sheng Guo'er worriedly, "Guo'er, don't take it personally."
"I'm fine. What she said is true. I had expected it." Sheng Guoer said calmly, "I'm going to change clothes first."
Mo Jin nodded and stayed by Sheng Guoer's side.
