As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at each other, and then their meaningful eyes fell on Jiuqing's body.

Not interested?

Everyone had the ambition to guess that the Sixth Prince was probably depressed because of his rejection of his confession?

The eldest princess sat on the wide chaise longue and laughed at him, "It's okay to recite a poem, but after all, it violates the rules, so she should punish herself for three cups."

Everyone has no objection.

Ye Heng nodded, and there was a maid next to him pouring wine. He drank three glasses in a row, but his face remained unchanged.

The eldest princess said, "What poem Heng'er plans to recite?"

"My nephew has always liked Sima Xiangru's Feng Qiuhuang. I felt that the artistic conception was very beautiful, so I recite this song." Ye Heng said, his eyes slightly turned, his eyes frozen in the gurgling stream, his low voice exuded a different charm, and a song about Feng Qiuhuang slowly chanted from his mouth, "There is a beauty, I will never forget it when I see it for a day, I think of it like crazy, the phoenix soars, and I soar in the world, but I have no choice but to be beautiful, not on the east wall..."

Zi Mo held his chin in depression and looked at the river surface, thinking in his heart, what method can make the sixth prince, who is sick, die silently?

Oh my God, what should I do if I want to kill him?

Not far away, there were several sights floating towards Jiuling, probably all of them knew in their hearts that the Sixth Prince had not given up yet, and had expressed his feelings in the form of poems in full view of the public, which showed that the sincere world could be expressed.

But Jiuqing is an ancient well in this regard. No matter how deep your love is as deep as the sea, I will remain unmoved.

After reciting a poem, applause from time to time sounded like a situation around him. The girls all looked at Jiu Qing with jealousy, and were both dissatisfied and unfair to the rejection of his love for the Sixth Prince.

Why is a little doctor girl disdainful of the confession of the dignified King Zhuang? So what if she has a worldly appearance? She can't resist her status being a little low.

If it were normal times, she would not even be the concubine of King Zhuang. Now that the position of the concubine is in front of her, she would still dare to refuse? She is really ungrateful.

These thoughts flashed through the minds of the women of the family, and they couldn't help but secretly guess that this woman was currently living in King Jin's mansion, taking care of King Jin's body... And King Jin is such a peerless man-

Could it be that she was attracted to King Jin, so she disdains King Zhuang?

Thinking of this, the women looked at Jiuqing even worse, and they thought to themselves that if she dared to overestimate her ability to attack King Jin... Humph, wait and see. Not to mention that the Empress Dowager and the Emperor would not agree at all, the saliva of the girls in the imperial capital could drown her.

The sound of the piano starts again, and the wine cup continues.

There are open and secret battles in places where there are people. The calmness on the surface cannot eliminate the sword and sabers in the hearts of these people.

If these young ladies had not seen the power of Jiuqing and his servants in the hall just now, they knew that even the eldest princess and Princess Su Xin could not ask much for good in front of them, how could they be so peaceful?

There was a spark in his eyes, but no one dared to take the initiative to speak sarcastically and provoke.

When the second glass of wine stopped, it happened to fall opposite Yun Chuwu.

The little princess of Zhenguo Duke's Mansion drank a glass of wine, stood up and performed a sword dance, which won a cheer.

The third glass of wine stopped in front of Jiuqing when the sound of the piano suddenly fell.
Chapter completed!