After Ye Huan said this, the scene became quiet for a moment.
Just now it was said that General Huo and the princess were childhood sweethearts, and in the blink of an eye the saint called her a "middle-aged woman".
Isn't this just a case of indirectly criticizing someone else?
[Provocation! This is a provocation!]
Yuan Zhizhi was so angry that she clapped her hands, making the low table in front of her bang loudly.
The wet nurse who was holding her almost couldn't hold her anymore. How come this little girl is so strong?
[What pure and innocent! Stunning beauty! Pah!]
[Xu Liang, who are you scolding?]
Seeing that Zhizhi was extremely excited, Yuan Nan'an took her from her wet nurse's arms, and while following her breathing, he looked back and forth at his mother and the saint.
After Ye Huan's remarks, the other ladies did not dare to speak for a moment, for fear of upsetting Yuan Zhao.
At this moment, a sneer was heard.
Ye Huan's originally smug expression froze slightly as he looked across.
Jing Yang ate the food on the table and said quietly, "Some people are so self-righteous..."
"Princess Wang, what do you mean?" someone asked.
Jing Yang chewed the food slowly and swallowed it, then wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. "I mean..."
"It's fine for the Saint to boast about her purity and beauty in South Vietnam. But now that you've come to this great achievement, don't embarrass yourself in front of the people of the Three Kingdoms."
Ye Huan frowned slightly, "Jingyang, what do you mean?"
Jing Yang spread his hands and said nonchalantly, "Your Highness, and all the ladies present today, who isn't a celestial being?"
The other ladies smiled and nodded repeatedly.
"Do you think the Saint is beautiful?" Jing Yang continued, "Of course she is beautiful."
"However..." She changed the subject, "I, the princess, may be quite pretty, but I absolutely cannot act complacent in front of so many beauties."
Ye Huan's face looked not very good anymore.
But Jing Yang hadn't finished speaking yet, "There are many beauties among the women of Northern Qiang. Many are more beautiful than the Saint, and many have more enchanting figures than the Saint. The Saint's self-praise is really a frog in the well, making people laugh."
Ye Huan's face flushed red, "Jingyang! How dare you speak disrespectfully to this Saint!"
Jing Yang shrugged, not afraid at all. She said bluntly, "To be honest, General Huo is a brave warrior. Do you think we, the Northern Qiang, have never had any intentions against General Huo?"
"There are so many beauties being sent here, and I'm afraid the Saint Lady wouldn't even be ranked among the top among them."
"Those beauties were thrown out by General Huo. This princess thinks the Saint should stop showing off such confidence here, thinking that General Huo must marry you!"
Ye Huan slammed the table and stood up, "Jingyang! You..."
Jing Yang sat there without moving. In terms of fighting power, she was not afraid of this saint at all.
"Saint Maiden, it's better not to cause trouble at today's banquet." Yuan Zhao also stood up.
Ye Huan glanced at Yuan Zhao, sat down again, and didn't mention the matter again.
Seeing this, the ladies around tried to find other topics to ease the atmosphere.
Yuan Nanan quietly pulled Jingyang's hand under the table.
"Sister Jingyang, you are amazing!"
Jing Yang raised her eyebrows and glanced at Ye Huan opposite her. She couldn't stand Ye Huan's arrogant and pretentious look.
Yuan Zhizhi was in Yuan Nanan's arms, looking up and smiling at Jingyang.
Jingyang touched her rosy little face and found her so cute that he quickly forgot what had happened before.
Xie Wanqing, who was sitting diagonally opposite, was also looking at Jing Yang.
She remembered that when she met Yuan Musheng at Zuixianju that day, the Princess of Northern Qiang was standing next to the eldest son of Yuan.
Now she noticed that Princess Wang had a very close relationship with the two younger sisters of Prince Yuan.
She looked at Jingyang who was laughing heartily, a little dazed.
Madam Xie poured her a glass of fruit wine and took the opportunity to say to her, "The banquet will be over soon. Find a chance to talk to the princess."
"If the princess is not available, the second young lady beside her can also do it."
Xie Wanqing didn't answer. Madam Xie glanced at her and asked again, "Did you hear that?"
Xie Wanqing nodded, "I understand."
Feeling annoyed, she put down the wine and said, "Mother, I'm going to change my clothes."
…
Xie Wanqing left the banquet alone and walked to a small path. She told her maid to go back first and said that she was going for a walk alone.
Walking along the path, the roadside is lit and filled with tangled roses of various colors.
She walked to a quiet and deserted place and stared at the flower buds entangled on the trellis.
Some have already bloomed, while others are still in bud.
She reached out, seemingly intending to pluck a flower, but her hand rested on the vine below.
"If you could choose..." she murmured, "Would you choose to open it here?"
The rose remained silent.
A clear voice came from behind him, "Isn't it good to open it here? Isn't it just as beautiful?"
Xie Wanqing turned around and saw a man standing under the flower stand.
He has handsome eyebrows and eyes, a sharp face and bright eyes.
Xie Wanqing had some impression of him. He was the person who was with Yuan Musheng at Zuixianju that day. Was he from Beiqiang?
While she was thinking, her hand was accidentally cut by the thorns of the rose vine.
"Hiss..." She lowered her head and saw that her left middle finger was cut and bleeding.
She frowned, not caring about Helian Yu, and looked for the handkerchief she was carrying.
This is the most important hand she uses when playing the piano, and no mistakes can be made.
But the handkerchief that should have been at her waist had fallen somewhere, and she was a little flustered for a moment.
"Here..." A white handkerchief was handed to him.
Xie Wanqing raised her eyes and saw Helian Yu smiling as he handed her his handkerchief.
She took it and whispered, "Thank you."
After the bleeding stopped, Helian Yu took something out of his sleeve.
"Girl, hold out your hand."
Xie Wanqing didn't know why, but she did as she was told and stretched out the injured finger.
Helian Yu opened the bottle of medicine he carried with him and applied the medicine to her wound bit by bit with great concentration.
"This is the powder I use every day. It can heal ordinary wounds in less than two days."
Xie Wanqing stared at the young man applying medicine to him and was lost in thought for a moment.
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