Three outstanding and handsome men, Bei Yeying, Bei Yejing, and Moyang, appear together at the palace gate. They always attract all kinds of looks, including envy and jealousy from men, admiration and love from officials and ladies.
The music of Yi Ling Hall started playing, and the female actors filed in and started dancing.
This banquet is nothing more than a song and dance performance, concubines vying for favor, and ministers fawning over each other.
Only Mo Yang sat in a remote corner and watched coldly, the temperature around him dropped several degrees.
The surrounding ministers glanced at Mo Yang from time to time, wanting to talk, but they did not dare because of Mo Yang's indifference and could only peek.
Bei Ye Jingze and Bei Ye Qing sat together, "Qing'er, what are you looking for?"
"Why is Mr. Mo missing? Didn't he come?" Bei Yeqing's eyes were still searching.
"Over there" Bei Yejing pointed to the black patch at the end of the banquet. Mo Yang still went his own way.
"Young Master Mo is also a third-grade imperial doctor after all. Why do you sit so far back?"
Bei Yejing sighed and said seriously: "Qing'er, Moyang is not as simple as we thought. It would be better if you have less contact with him."
"Why? So what if he is not simple?"
"Forget it, I will introduce you to the second young master of Shangshu Mansion later."
"What do you want to see him for?"
"The second young master of Shangshu Mansion is talented, handsome and elegant, and..."
"So what? I'm not interested."
"Qing'er, you can't be willful anymore. My mother and concubine are gone. We are the only two closest relatives left in the palace." If anything happens, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you.
"Brother, you use your mother-in-law to pressure me every time. Do you want to marry me off?!" Bei Yeqing said dissatisfied.
"Qing'er, you are already seventeen, you are not young anymore."
"Okay, brother, please find me a sister-in-law first."
"..." Bei Yejing smiled helplessly. She had never thought about this aspect.
At this time, a voice came from outside the palace, "Xixia Guoying and the princess have arrived..."
The singing and dancing stopped, the heroines made way for a passage, and a flash of red came with medium steps, which immediately overshadowed the surrounding heroines and concubines, attracting the jealous eyes of the concubines, and the ministers were amazed
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Yuchi Qianying is still dressed in red, not tacky at all, but fresh and noble, dignified and elegant, with a smile on her beautiful face, confident but not arrogant, without the pretentiousness of a daughter's family