"Asangama, do you dare to disobey this princess's order?" Celia was furious.
Asangama turned his face and ignored her.
"Asangama, this princess orders you to compose a poem immediately. Our grudges will be settled at another time. Don't forget that you are also from the grassland. This princess has lost face in the northern country, and your face has also changed.
It's not glorious, isn't it?" There was a faint hint of submission in her voice. At this critical moment, it seemed that the only person she could rely on was this half-sister whom she had always looked down upon.
Asangama raised her eyes, not having time to cover up the resentment, which made the princess feel a chill in her heart. Celia suddenly felt difficulty breathing, as if a big stone was pressing on her chest, making it dull and unable to breathe.
She never knew that this concubine sister would have a murderous side.
For a moment, I was so shocked that I was stunned.
On the other side, after the two elders had finished dividing the spoils, their attention returned.
Xiang Wanwan sat next to Bei Che, lazily raised his eyes, opened his mouth, and ate the vegetables that Bei Che had brought to his mouth.
Her appetite has never been good, and she is quite picky about food. Since having Ruowu, her caring housekeeper has been solely responsible for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Ruowu has always been lawless, and for Wanwan's sake
If she has an appetite problem, she will lure famous chefs from all over the world, and if invitations with huge sums of money don't work, then she will be kidnapped by a sap. If she refuses to be persuaded by good words, she will simply use threats and inducements. She will always find a way to make the kitchen of Maple Mountain Manor a prosperous one.
Compared with the imperial dining room in the palace, it is not inferior at all.
As time went by, Xiang Wanwan became even less willing to eat out.
Today, it was because Bei Che was offering warm words to persuade her, but she was addicted to male sex and couldn't help herself. She had eaten a lot without knowing it, and she didn't care about the taste.
"Now, Princess Celia, please stand up and sing a poem in ten steps. Everyone is listening attentively." The eunuch's sharp female voice sounded a bit harsher than usual.
Celia bit her lip and stood up, her face filled with anger, a little more ferocious than usual.
She raised her feet...
Leng Nuo reminded with a smile, "Princess, please pay attention. The ten-step calculation has already begun. Please take your time. If you take one step, you will lose one step. Princess, you don't have much time."
Celia was furious and just wanted to yell back.
Leng Nuo seemed to have seen through her thoughts, holding the teacup and said leisurely, "These are the rules set by the princess. Our crown princess in the North has strictly abided by them. Now it's up to the princess."
"I want you to take care of it!" Celia pushed back angrily.
"That's wrong!" Leng Nuo put down his handkerchief, revealing half of his face that was swollen but had stopped bleeding. "Leng just reminded the princess to thank the princess for reminding the princess just now.
', Yangyang Northern Kingdom is a land of etiquette, and it is not polite to come and go."
Translated, this saying can also be said to mean that it is ungentleman not to avenge one's grudges.
"Humph." Celia had a dark face and raised one foot so high that it still couldn't fall to the ground.
She felt like she was trapped in a situation and couldn't get out.
If she had known this earlier, she should not have relied on Bei Che and insisted on holding some kind of flower appreciation poetry party in the first place.