Seeing that everyone was pointing fingers at Su Bei, Xue Jinrong quickly chimed in, "Miss Jiang is already so old, why don't you hurry up and compete to show off your face? Otherwise, if no one proposes marriage in two years, you'll just become an old maid!"

Mrs. Jiang was so angry that her nose was crooked. Her daughter Jiang Ruwei was raised like a treasure. As the daughter of the Prime Minister, she naturally couldn't marry anyone casually. If she wanted to marry, she had to marry a royal family, and she had to marry the most promising prince, so she had been waiting until now.

Today, her master suddenly said that Jiang Ruwei should compete for the Goddess of Flowers so that he could mention the matter of Prince Su and Jiang Ruwei to the Emperor. It seemed that Prime Minister Jiang felt that it was more likely that Prince Su would ascend the throne.

Thinking that her daughter would become the mistress of the Su Wang Mansion in the future, Madam Jiang immediately became arrogant again and shouted at Su Bei, "Why are you so arrogant as a servant? When my daughter becomes the Su Wang Consort in the future, the first thing she will do is to send you out! You naughty slave!"

Su Bei opened his mouth wide, "His Royal Highness Prince Su is engaged to Miss Jiang? How come none of us knew about this?"

"Yes! I don't know either! They are just wishful thinking!" Xue Jinrong chimed in.

Jiang Ruwei blushed and came forward to grab Madam Jiang's sleeve, "Mother..."

"Ruwei, go up and compete. Let this little maid see what kind of person is qualified to be a princess!" Madam Jiang interrupted her arrogantly, "She serves a man with her beauty, but when her beauty fades, her love will fade. She won't be able to stay for many days!"

Jiang Ruwei lowered her head. She knew that her father was planning to use her as a bargaining chip on Prince Su, but she did not feel sad because she had secretly admired His Highness Prince Su for several years.

Thinking of what her mother often said about a mistress being like a mistress, Jiang Ruwei raised her head and said calmly, "Yes! My daughter will definitely win the title of Goddess of Flowers today!"

After saying this, she walked gracefully towards the stage.

Madam Jiang snorted coldly at Su Bei: "Don't you know what your status is? You are still swaggering here and embarrassing yourself! I want to see if Prince Su will refuse to marry the daughter of a noble family or the goddess of flowers, and only favor a despicable thing like you?"

Xue Jinrong was furious, and stood up and said, "Abei! You go up and compete too! You can't choose because of your family background, but you may have a chance to compete for the title of Goddess of Flowers!"

Su Bei was stunned for a moment.

Music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

She doesn't know how to play the guqin, but she is good at chess. As for calligraphy, she has practiced for a long time, so she should be able to do it well. As for painting... She is definitely not as good as Jiang Rurong in painting flowers, birds, and mountains...

To compare or not to compare, that is a difficult question.

Just when she was in a dilemma, she heard a familiar voice behind her: "Abei! Go up and compete! You performed so well at the palace banquet. None of these mediocre girls can match you!"

Turning around, the big-eyed frog nodded at her.

Xue Jinrong also nodded, "Yes! You are the best! Beat her!"

These two people are now united...

As if afraid that Su Bei would be unwilling to go up, Chu Youyang even asked his servant to go over and register for her. Her name was already being called on the stage.

Well, Su Bei is not the kind of person who would run away from a battle! She turned around and walked towards the stage.

Chu Youyang curled up the corners of his lips and sat in the seat where Su Bei had sat. He said to Xue Jinrong warmly, "Hurry up and sit down! Is the tea cold? I'll ask someone to get you some new tea!"

After finally wooing his wife, they walked hand in hand through the Lantern Festival, but who would have thought that they would be transported back to the time before liberation. Xue Jinrong not only didn't recognize him, but also nicknamed him "Big Eyed Frog" and ignored him...

Chu Youyang: I just want to sit next to you for a while, is it easy for me? Xue Jinrong didn't know, but he was quite satisfied with his performance just now, and he seemed to be more pleasing to the eye.

The two of them sat at the table and watched. There were already ten people gathered on the stage. Judging from their clothes, they should be girls from wealthy families. Probably only Su Bei had a special identity.

Jiang Ruwei has supporters. The two people on the stage are her close friends. One is Zhao Feilan, the daughter of the Minister of Rites, and the other is Zhao Feilan’s cousin, Wu Hanjiao, the daughter of an imperial merchant.

"If we had known that Sister ** would come forward, our efforts wouldn't have been in vain. We are no match for you!" Zhao Feilan looked flattering.

Wu Hanjiao was even more angry. "Sister **, come on stage, we can just admit defeat. Why should we humiliate ourselves?"

Jiang Ruwei is a little famous. Unlike Mo Qingying, she is not famous for her beauty but for her talent.

Soon there were only six people left out of the ten, but Zhao Feilan and Wu Hanjiao did not really quit.

Jiang Ruwei looked at Su Bei calmly, her eyes full of arrogance, "I didn't even know when the Flower Festival allowed slaves to compete?"

Su Bei said calmly, "Are you afraid of losing?"

Jiang Ruwei was slightly annoyed, "I am the daughter of the Prime Minister, how can I share the stage with such a lowly person?"

Su Bei remained calm, "Are you afraid of losing?"

Jiang Ruwei turned to the examiner, her anger growing even more intense, "When did the Flower Festival allow people like this to compete? We don't want to compete with lowly people!"

Zhao Feilan echoed: "Yes, yes, yes! Do you know who Sister ** is? The daughter of the Prime Minister! A talented woman in the capital! How embarrassing!"

"If we don't let her go down, we won't compete!" Wu Hanjiao also joined in the fun.

Jiang Ruwei looked at Su Bei proudly. She wanted to let this slave know that a slave is a slave and a master is a master, and they could never be compared!

The examiner turned to Su Bei, looking embarrassed, "Miss, please go back. In previous years, there has never been a slave competing on stage!"

Su Bei scratched her head secretly. This crappy identity made her suffer everywhere!

Just as Su Bei was about to step down, he heard a loud shout from afar. The voice was clear but extremely majestic, "Who said she was a lowly person? She is my cousin! Who dares to say she is a lowly person?"

Everyone turned around and saw Chu Younan walking towards the stage. He was handsome and dignified, with a jade-like and golden appearance, and immediately became the focus of the whole audience.

Su Bei: When did I become your cousin?

Chu Younan almost laughed out loud. He walked up to the stage and said in a deep voice, "It is a rule that slaves are not allowed to participate, but is there a rule that civilian women are not allowed to participate?"

“No, Your Majesty.” The examiner bowed his head.

"Okay then, cousin! Just try your best in the competition!" Chu Younan's gaze fell directly on Su Bei, without even glancing at the other girl.

After that, he pulled Su Bei aside and explained in a low voice: "There is a distant relative in my mother's family whose last name is Su, so from now on you will be my distant cousin."

Su Bei looked at him doubtfully, thinking: It seems that cousins ​​can't get married? Why does this guy say we are cousins? Oh! No, no! It seems to be different here. Can cousins ​​get married? Is marriage the same as marriage?

Chu Younan's heart suddenly gurgled with happiness. Ah Bei actually wanted to marry him so much? "If you win the title of Goddess of Flowers, I will go to the palace to ask for permission to marry you!" Chu Younan said with a sly gleam in his eyes, and turned around and left.

"Okay!" Su Bei agreed, and then reacted, eyes widened, "Wait a minute! Come back here!"

I'm not competing with you for the Goddess of Flowers just to marry you!