Chapter 10: It turns red when you squeeze it at the banquet?
Xie Yuting smiled and said, "I bet that we can live in peace for a month."
Jiang Yueying vaguely understood something.
"If I kick you out now, won't you have to pay for it?"
Xie Yuting grabbed her wrist, his eyes gleaming with gold: "Princess, as long as you can be patient for a month, we will make a fortune." After all, most people in Kyoto were betting on them to fight, and almost no one was willing to believe that everything would be peaceful after the two got married.
"What does it have to do with me?" Jiang Yueying tried to brush his hand away.
"Husband and wife are one flesh. Is not my silver your silver?"
Jiang Yueying sneered: "Is that so? Your Highness, please hand over all your belongings and salaries so that I can take inventory."
Xie Yuting smiled awkwardly, muttering that he was sleepy and wanted to sleep. When he withdrew his hand, his eyes suddenly dropped, staring at the small patch of tender and red skin on Jiang Yueying's wrist, and said in surprise: "Tsk, it turned red just by squeezing it?"
"Get out." Jiang Yueying covered her wrist and stuffed it back into the quilt.
"Little princess, isn't your skin a little too tender?" Xie Yuting blinked his eyelashes and spoke in a frivolous tone. "I heard that practicing with a whip will inevitably hurt yourself. Do you have any whip marks on your body?" As he spoke, he began to pull at her sleeves, looking like a lecherous scoundrel.
Jiang Yueying couldn't bear it any longer, so she hugged herself subconsciously, and her tone changed: "Don't touch me!"
Xie Yuting was overjoyed.
I have never seen such a shameless person.
Jiang Yueying pulled the quilt over her head, thinking out of sight, out of mind.
She could hear the other person's low, muffled laughter through the quilt, and couldn't help but curl her lips. Fortunately, she was covered in the quilt, so no one could see her shy and annoyed expression.
Jiang Yueying thought silently that sooner or later Xie Yuting would make her really angry.
Annoying...
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yueying slowly closed her eyes.
The moonlight is slanting, and the wind is knocking against the window frames.
The fluctuating breathing gradually calmed down.
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The tea party organized by the Fourth Prince's wife was held in a back garden of the Fourth Prince's residence. The noble ladies of Kyoto always liked to gather together to drink tea and play music in their spare time. It seemed to cultivate their sentiments, but in fact, they all had their own thoughts and undercurrents were surging.
Not to mention the Crown Princess who specially invited Nan Jiang this time. Jiang Yueying didn't believe that they really wanted to invite her for tea.
This time when going to the tea party, Jiang Yueying specially brought Xiaoyan, a maid from the East Palace. Xiaoyan was originally a maid beside the Queen. She was very familiar with the daughters of wealthy families and could remind Jiang Yueying of the identities of the people she met.
Taking Qingge and Xiaoyan, they harnessed the carriage and headed to the Fourth Prince's residence.
Along the way, Jiang Yueying clenched her hands tightly, feeling uneasy but unable to show it on her face.
Qingge and Xiaoyan sat with her in the carriage. Qingge had an arrogant and indifferent look on his face, and Xiaoyan was trembling with fear and didn't even dare to raise her head. Jiang Yueying glanced around at her two maids and sighed silently.
Except for Qing Ge who knew her identity, all the servants showed fear when they saw her. Although Jiang Yueying didn't care about other people's strange looks, she didn't want everyone around her to avoid her like the plague.
Every time she met those frightened eyes, she felt very uncomfortable. Over time, she tried not to talk to the servants around her so as not to cause them panic.
She didn't like this feeling.
"Princess, we're here." said the coachman outside.
Jiang Yueying placed her hand on Qingge's forearm, raised her eyebrows, held her head high and stepped on a small stool to get out of the car. The hem of her goose yellow skirt swept over the edge of the car, leaving a gust of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance.
After entering the mansion, someone led her to the back garden. The servants in the mansion all looked at the Crown Princess secretly and whispered about something.
Jiang Yueying looked straight ahead, ignoring all the whispers.
From a distance, you can smell the pleasant fragrance of flowers.
When I came to the back garden, I looked around and saw beautiful women sitting together.
There are three large pine wood tables in the garden. A tea pot is placed in the center of each table. Noble ladies hold cups and drink tea, while someone plays the piano with lowered eyebrows, and the piano music is ringing. Maids on both sides watch the tea pot boiling. Above their heads, there are towering Luan trees, and orange-red flowers flutter to the ground, which is a beautiful autumn landscape.
When everyone heard her movement, they all looked up at Jiang Yueying.
The elegant sound of the piano suddenly stopped.
Jiang Yueying didn't recognize the noble ladies of the Beiliang family, but looking at the one sitting in the main seat, she must be Qin Wangyou, the fourth prince's wife of the Dong family today.
Qin Wangyou had a pair of willow-shaped eyes, with the corners of her eyes raised, which made her look a little more mean for no reason. She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Yueying, without any intention of standing up to salute.
As the consort of the Fourth Prince, her status was lower than that of the Crown Princess, and she should have been respectful in greeting. However, Qin Wangyou, who was sitting in the main seat, did not move, and the other noble ladies did not stand up either, but only said politely, "Greetings, Crown Princess."
Only the woman in the Tianshui green silk dress who was playing the piano with lowered eyebrows stood up and bowed properly.
As expected, the visitor had bad intentions, and Jiang Yueying felt scared.
Qin Wangyou smiled and said, "Princess, please take a seat quickly. Today, I specially found the stone spring water from Huishan Temple to make tea. The flavor is unique. We sisters are waiting for you."
Her tone was warm and her eyes were straightened with a smile.
Jiang Yueying's expression was not very good. The three pinewood tables were all full of people, and there was not even half a chair left. Where should she sit? Should she sit on their heads?
If she were in such a predicament, she would probably not be able to bear it and leave sadly, but she is now Princess Anyi and the Crown Princess of Beiliang, and she cannot be cowardly no matter what.
She blinked and thought that if it was the real Princess Anyi, she would probably think like this: Isn't it just a provocation? With such a large group of people, the only way they can show their power is to not give people chairs to sit on. It's ridiculous and childish.
"The Fourth Prince's Consort." She tightened her voice.
Qin Wangyou still smiled and responded: "What did the Crown Princess call me for?"
"Come here." Jiang Yueying looked straight into the other person's eyes.
Qin Wangyou was stunned, and his eyes moved down involuntarily. He glanced at the long whip on Jiang Yueying's waist, then slowly stood up and walked in front of Jiang Yueying.
At the same time, the guards in the garden took a few steps forward.
The others held their breath, fearing that Jiang Yueying would become enraged and attack someone. Some were secretly waiting to see what would happen. If the Crown Princess started the fight, regardless of the cause, it would undoubtedly damage her reputation.
When Qin Wangyou approached, he saw that Jiang Yueying had no intention of taking action, so his heart settled down and he curled up the corners of his lips to reveal a smile.
Jiang Yueying ignored her and walked straight past them. In full view of everyone, she sat down in the main seat with dignity.
A series of gasps echoed throughout the back garden.
Qin Wangyou stood there blankly, and now she was the one who had lost her seat.
The lively atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.
The maid in the mansion, who understood the hint, immediately brought a chair and placed it in the second seat below the main seat, inviting her master to sit down.
Qin Wangyou straightened the corners of his lips, and his eyes were like a knife, stabbing at Jiang Yueying who was sitting in the main seat.
"All the guests are here, sisters, please have some tea." She forced a stiff smile.
The piano music started again.
Jiang Yueying didn't know the etiquette of drinking tea for noble ladies, so she could only raise her neck in a proud manner, not daring to clink cups with each other casually for fear of making mistakes and being laughed at.
He glanced at the people around him, memorizing their actions of scooping tea, smelling the tea, and tasting the tea's color, and then signaled Qingge to serve the tea.
She has a strong ability to imitate and can repeat something exactly after watching it once.
Qin Wangyou said hypocritically: "I wonder if the Crown Princess has adapted to Beiliang?"
"Just barely." Jiang Yueying took a sip of tea.
Qin Wangyou rolled his eyes and asked in a low voice: "I wonder how the Crown Princess and His Royal Highness get along?"
Jiang Yueying glared at him unhappily: "What do you think?"
"Oh, Crown Princess, please don't be angry. Although His Royal Highness went to His Majesty and made a scene about this marriage, he still agreed in the end," Qin Wangyou advised gently, covering his hand on the back of Jiang Yueying's hand and patting it gently. "It's like this for couples. They quarrel at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed. Don't get angry with His Royal Highness and hurt the relationship between husband and wife."
As soon as these words were spoken, the gazes focused on Jiang Yueying became even more sarcastic.
Qin Wangyou seemed to be giving good advice, but in fact she was deliberately shouting so that everyone knew that the prince was unwilling to marry her. It sounded so humiliating that a nasty playboy looked down on her, the most noble princess of Jiang Kingdom.
Jiang Yueying pulled back her hand, clenched the cup and slammed it heavily on the table, with only a loud bang.
"I heard that the Fourth Prince's wife and the Fourth Prince have been at odds for a long time. Could it be that they quarreled at the beginning of the bed and made up at the end of the bed?"
Hearing this, Qin Wangyou's face turned ugly.
Jiang Yueying pursed her lips and looked straight across.
Before coming, she had inquired about the Fourth Prince's wife, Qin Wangyou. She was the legitimate daughter of the Qin family. Her family was not high-ranking, and she married the Fourth Prince because the emperor had arranged the marriage.
The Fourth Prince had always been indifferent to his wife. The two of them were physically together but spiritually apart, and their relationship was cold. After three years of marriage, they still had no children.
"Crown Princess, you're joking. How dare I argue with the Fourth Prince?"
Qin Wangyou's sore spot was touched, but he couldn't lose his temper on the spot. His face turned red and he could only drink tea to calm his anger.
In the blink of an eye, the atmosphere of the tea party became very strange.
Jiang Yueying straightened her back, imitated Princess Anyi's arrogant demeanor, and drank tea with them for half an hour.
After drinking tea, everyone suggested enjoying the flowers together, but Qin Wangyou hurriedly left on the pretext of changing clothes.
The back garden of the Fourth Prince's Mansion was very large. Jiang Yueying was afraid of exposing her flaws, so she took Qing Ge and Xiao Yan away alone and went to the pond to admire the green lotus and red lotus, and the clear water.
A secluded place.
Jiang Yueying asked Xiaoyan, "Who was the girl playing the piano who just stood up and saluted me?"
Xiaoyan quickly replied, "That person is the daughter of the Minister of Justice, Qu Qianyi. She is the most talented woman in Kyoto, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and her temperament is also extremely quiet and virtuous."
"But Miss Qu doesn't usually like to socialize with the princes' wives. It's unusual that she even came to the tea party today."
Qu Qianyi, it was a very nice name. Regardless of whether she was sincere in her greeting, at least she was the only one who showed no hostility towards her. Jiang Yueying silently memorized her name.
Suddenly, Qingge reminded her that someone was coming this way.
Jiang Yueying chose to avoid them, left the pond temporarily, ran behind a few thick koelreuteria trees, and tilted her head to enjoy the cool air.
Two furtive women came to the pond and looked around.
One of them asked, "I just saw the Crown Princess nearby, how come she's gone?"
"What? You also want to mock her in person? Didn't you see the long whip on her waist? I heard that she whipped people very cruelly when she was in Jiang Kingdom. Let's stay away from her." Another person curled his lips.
"Tsk, what's there to be afraid of a princess of the Jiang Kingdom? Can we allow her to act so presumptuously in our Beiliang territory?"
"No matter what, she is now the Crown Princess. Her status is much higher than yours and mine. It's best not to provoke her..."
A cold laugh rang out: "What are you afraid of? The Crown Princess is just a short-lived ghost. Otherwise, how could the Fourth Prince's wife not give her the slightest bit of face?"
"What do you mean?" asked another person.
Jiang Yueying, who was eavesdropping, frowned fiercely, pricked up her ears and was puzzled. How could she be so short-lived?
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