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Chapter 45: Not bad, beautiful
Just arrived at Mingzhu Pavilion.
Qin Rong'er deeply understood what the evil bourgeoisie is.
Mingzhu Pavilion is not as high-profile and beautiful as ordinary palaces, but it has an indescribable feeling, yes, low-key luxury! (It is rare that Qin Rong's children's shoes can also have culture.)
Since the people who were preparing to perform this time were all the sons and daughters of important ministers in the court, and there were about ten performances in total, Qin Jue'er, as the daughter of the prime minister, was quite praised by everyone when she attended. As soon as she entered the inner hall, she attracted many people.
Few eyes.
"Hey, look, isn't that the daughter of the prime minister's family? Daughter, you have to have a good chat with her for a while. If you have a chance to get the chance to climb up to the prime minister, then your father will be very successful." Yi Ming was dressed in an expensive dress.
The woman changed her usual high-spirited manner and spoke quietly to her daughter.
It's a pity, who is our Qin Li'er? Although the voice is not loud, if a discerning person sees the woman speaking and a young woman next to her comes over, why can't she understand the reason?
"Miss Qin, I'm glad to meet you." This is a woman who is only one or two years older than Qin Li'er. Her tone of voice is also very soft, which makes people feel comfortable, but she doesn't look like her.
My mother is so snobbish.
Qin Li'er thought that although her mother had called this woman here, she liked her and smiled at her in a friendly manner: "Hello, my name is Qin Li'er. You don't have to be the same as a young lady.
Just call me Zhuer."
As soon as he raised his head, he met the other party's surprised eyes. He must not believe that the prime minister's daughter is so easy to handle, right?
The woman obviously didn't react, but her mother, who had instigated her in the beginning, came over with a flattering look on her face: "Miss Qin, I don't usually like to communicate with others. This is the first time I have seen her so proactively willing to communicate.
My friend, please be more patient."
"Um."
Qin Li'er muttered a few words and walked away.
Generally speaking, time passed very quickly. I came to the backstage to join everyone.
She was quite satisfied to see that they were all rehearsing nervously.
Qin Zhuer also finally understood what Madam Qin said about the advantage of arriving early, that is, the lantern festival has regulations every year: the first three performances entering the Pearl Pavilion can have priority in the program number. As soon as a certain woman heard about this
I shouted: Long live! Then I chose performance number 8 in a gorgeous way. It was neither the finale nor the highlight, it was just right!
The sky was getting dark slowly, and Qin Li'er was almost rehearsing, so she arranged for the dancers to rest first.
There's still a little time left before the start.
She just wanted to walk around, as soon as she left the side hall of Mingzhu Pavilion.
Qin Li'er couldn't help but exclaimed, "Not bad, beautiful!"
An older palace maid following Qin Li'er smiled and explained: "My mistress, Xu has never participated in this imperial lantern festival, but it is several times bigger than the folk ones. These lanterns alone are well-known throughout the country.
Made by a master, the workmanship is very exquisite."
Qin Li'er glanced at the palace maid gratefully.
As he walked, he stared at the lanterns that almost surrounded him, but...
"Why is there no riddle?" Do most lanterns guess riddles? Qin Li'er asked doubtfully.
The palace maid pointed to the main hall in front of her: "My young master, I forgot what you were doing here. These lantern riddles were only hung up after the performance."