One day later, he returned to his former appearance as Xiao Shuxuanju, with a clear moonlight and clear wind, unstained by dust.
Mu Qingchao also had a smile on his face and walked towards the hall from behind him as if nothing had happened.
At this time, the hall was almost full of people, and it was full of distinguished guests, chatting, laughing and having a banquet, which was very lively.
The Zhong family is the head of the civil service, so Zhong Yingying naturally sits in a good position following the Ma family.
A group of noble ladies surrounded her, fawning over her like stars holding the moon.
"We haven't seen you for a few days, Yingying, you are getting more and more beautiful."
"Yes, yes, as Yingying is so good-looking and talented, I wonder which lucky young man will be able to marry you in the future."
"That's right, your sister entered the palace and became a princess. I think you are more beautiful than your sister."
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He was bombarded with nice words one after another, which made Zhong Yingying confused.
Some people sighed: "It's a pity... The Jade Concubine is now banned and can't come out. If not, we can also get together with the Jade Concubine. We haven't seen her for a long time since she entered the palace."
The person who said this was the third young lady of Duke Qi, who had a good relationship with the Zhong sisters. With such beautiful scenery, I couldn't help but sigh when I thought of the handkerchief exchange in the past.
As soon as these words came out, someone immediately said angrily: "Isn't it all Mu Qingchao's fault?"
"What a vixen. Haven't you harmed enough people?"
When Zhong Yingying heard this, she naturally agreed in her heart, but she still pretended to say: "Don't say that, she is the Queen Mother, and my sister is the concubine. I am doing this for the health of the Queen Mother."
That’s how it should be.”
"What Queen Mother?"
As soon as this was mentioned, some people started laughing.
"An orphan girl whose father is dead, with a dishonorable reputation and a dishonest reputation, used some coquettish trick to seduce the late emperor."
"Yingying, your father is the chief minister of the dynasty. Let me tell you, this Queen Mother is not worthy even to carry your shoes."
"Yes, you should not have taken her in back then, white-eyed wolf, repay kindness with hatred."
These words were naturally helpful to Zhong Yingying's ears. She had never taken Mu Qingchao seriously.
She had never looked at Mu Qingchao in the Zhong Mansion for so many years, but now she was suddenly asked to reverse her status, but it was impossible.
And in the final analysis, the Mu Qing Dynasty has no foundation, and there is no comparison with her father who holds real power.
Suddenly, she forgot about her parents' words and deeds at home, and said proudly: "My family just sees her as pitiful, just giving her food to eat, just like raising a dog.
Who knew she would be like this later?"
"The Queen Mother is here!"
At this time, the eunuch's singing came from outside the palace.
As she sang loudly, Zhong Yingying couldn't help but turn her eyes towards the outside of the hall, but her eyes couldn't help but jump.
Mu Qingchao was seen wearing a dark golden court robe, with emerald beads on his head, walking from outside the palace with the support of his servants.
She is so beautiful.
Even though Zhong Yingying worked hard to manage her image outside, acting as gentle as water and with unlimited talents, all of that seemed insignificant in front of her absolute appearance.
She especially remembered that in the Zhong Mansion, many princes and grandsons wanted to marry a pair of daughters of the Zhong family, but their eyes were always involuntarily attracted to Mu Qingchao.
Zhong Yingying knew that she wanted to marry her and her sister because of her father's power, and all the young men wanted to get Mu Qingchao.
Later, when Mu Qingchao entered the palace, she and her sister breathed a sigh of relief.
A person like her deserves to end up like this.
"My lord, please see the Queen Mother!"
At this moment, the men sitting across the table stood up one after another, and all the officials kowtowed to Mu Qingchao.
Indeed, Mu Qingchao's position as Queen Mother was unjustly named, but Shen Muchi recognized it.
Shen Muchi admitted it, and all the officials had to admit it.
If all the officials recognized it, it would be even more impossible for the female relatives to deny it.
The daughters of noble families stood up and saluted when they saw their fathers and brothers. How could they still sit down?
No matter how dissatisfied they felt, they still had to bow down and bow down to the people they had just looked down upon.
Zhong Yingying is naturally among them.
Just now she was saying "it's like raising a dog", but now, she has to bow her noble head to this "dog".
She watched Mu Qingchao walk up the steps step by step, walked to the high position, looked down at everyone, and said, "Young ladies don't need to be polite."
That noble and arrogant appearance is truly the appearance of a mother who has graced the world.
Zhong Yingying remembered that day at Zhong Mansion.
She also looks like this.
Thinking of the way she insulted her mother, slapped her grandmother, and looked so domineering, Zhong Yingying felt a surge of hatred in her heart.
She is just an orphan who lives in the Zhong family. Why should she?
Why should she...
Just at this moment, a flood of voices sounded in my ears: "Thank you, Queen Mother, for your grace."
Zhong Yingying was so angry that she bled, but she could only sing along with the officials: "Thank you, Queen Mother, for your grace."
She was unwilling to give up, and only felt a little relieved when she remembered that her father said that there would be no chance of Mu Qingchao turning over tonight.
My father is not as reckless as my grandmother. What he wants to do must be safe.
After Mu Qingchao took his seat, Shen Muchi came belatedly. At this point, the banquet had just begun.
Musicians played music, strings of silk and bamboo were played, and the sound was endless.
The dancers wore tulle and danced gracefully.
This was the first time Jiang Bo had attended a palace banquet in so many years. He was used to living a life of yellow sand and noodles outside, but suddenly faced with this scene of lavish wealth and extravagance, he just felt a little uncomfortable.
Civil and military officials kept coming to toast him.
He had just accomplished a great feat, so naturally there were many people trying to please him.
It's just that he doesn't pretend to cater to others, he can't speak well in public situations, and his attitude towards others is lukewarm, and he only drinks two glasses of wine occasionally.
But his eyes were always uncontrollably fixed on Mu Qingchao, who was in a high position.
She wore luxurious clothes and sat next to Shen Muchi, but no one of the noble people around her talked to her, and even ignored her, as if she was transparent.
The entire hall was bustling with activity, with people drinking and drinking. Only Mu Qingchao was particularly quiet in front of him.
It seemed like the excitement was other people's business and had nothing to do with her.
But she wasn't annoyed at all. She always had a smile on her face, which was perfect, mechanical and rigidly maintained.
Her eyes glanced at the butterscotch in front of her thirty-three times.
But I only ate two or three pills.
It can be seen that she likes to eat very much, but probably does not dare to be greedy due to her appearance.
Jiang Bo just looked at her like this, and he didn't even realize how long he had been looking at her.
Until someone came to him.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" the man asked.
That was Jiang Beihou, who was over fifty years old and fat. When he said this, he smiled obscenely at Jiang Bo.
"You must have never seen such a beautiful woman in the frontier. To be honest, this is the first time I have seen such a beautiful woman in Jinling."