Liu Zhang said with a forced smile, "Prince Shen, I didn't expect you to come to the poetry gathering. You're such a rare guest. Can you write poetry?"
When Ye Wanqing saw him chatting with her, she walked over happily. She and Liu Qingqian were good friends, and the three of them often called him Brother Zhang. Just as she was thinking of getting close to him, she blurted out and called him Brother Zhang.
"You!" Liu Zhang thought that she was imitating Xu Wanrong and deliberately disgusting him, so he snorted in disgust and looked at her like a dead prisoner, with disgust written all over his face.
He sneered, "I heard that at Miss Ye's funeral that day, you were beaten by my sister and cried."
Ye Wanqing felt a little embarrassed and explained, "Uh...it's not Qianqian's fault."
Liu Zhang warned in a deep voice: "You dare to call her Qianqian? Chen Xu! If you dare to get close to Qianqian and Sister Xu again, don't blame me for being rude!"
Hearing this, A Rao immediately became angry and rolled up her sleeves, ready to go up and beat him up, "Master Liu, why are you trying to be rude to my young master?"
Liu Zhang was obviously intimidated by her momentum and retreated repeatedly, saying, "What do you want? I warn you, you are a servant, and I never fight with women. Just talk, don't make a move."
"Arao, no—" Ye Wanqing was afraid that Arao would hurt Liu Zhang, so she quickly stopped her.
With a splash, Liu Zhang slipped and fell into the small pond, causing ripples.
"It's you again!" The girl's clear voice was heard. Ye Wanqing turned around and saw Liu Qingqian standing behind her with her hands on her hips, looking angry.
She pointed at A Rao and said angrily, "It's you again, a slave girl who relies on others' power. You dare to push my elder brother into the water? I will take you to the Dali Temple and give you thirty lashes!"
"I didn't do anything. He fell down by himself." A Rao spread his hands and answered calmly.
Ye Wanqing hurriedly pulled Liu Zhang from the water: "Yes, it's all a misunderstanding. Brother Zhang, get up quickly and don't catch a cold."
Liu Zhang originally wanted to grab her hand, but when he heard him call her Brother Zhang, he immediately retracted his hand in disgust, swam to the other side, and then climbed up by himself.
He said irritably, "Forget it! It's my own bad luck. Qianqian, stop arguing with him and go back to the house. The more you pay attention to this kind of person, the more excited he becomes!"
Liu Qingqian wanted to make trouble, but when she saw Liu Zhang didn't let her make a noise, she could only glare at her fiercely, "Bah!"
Ye Wanqing: “…”
Alas, Chen Xu's reputation in their eyes is so bad that these two best friends can no longer get along.
Ye Wanqing was about to leave the garden when she heard a cry of surprise from the crowd, "The Third Prince is coming."
She looked in the direction of the voice and saw Murong Yao wearing a neat and straight white gown, holding a folding fan in his hand, and greeting everyone at the table very politely.
His beautiful peach blossom eyes swept across the people on both sides, his brows were full of affection, his eyes were clear, his thin lips were slightly raised, and his smile was leisurely. Every gesture was elegant.
He is well-deserved of the title of handsome young man.
"Grandpa." A pleasant and deep voice rang out, "Your grandson wishes you good fortune as vast as the East Sea and a long life as long as the Southern Mountains. This is the Three Stars Birthday Painting Yao'er gave you. I hope you like it."
Prime Minister Liu's eyes were already curved with a smile, and he went to greet him and said, "Very good, my good grandson likes everything he gave me, please take a seat quickly."
Everyone gathered around Murong Yao and sat at the table, praising him one after another. During the table, scholars recited poems and composed couplets, and played the game of flying flowers. Ye Wanqing felt a little bored, so she left the table full of compliments and found a garden to sit quietly.
All the scholars and intellectuals knew that Prince Shen was a playboy and useless. In addition, Ye Wanqing herself was not a genius in poetry and painting, and she could not make a big splash, so no one paid any attention to her.
"If you feel bored, my prince," A Rao saw her sitting alone on the stone table in the garden, stroking the stone table and stone bench boredly, so she reminded her, "We can go back early."
Ye Wanqing was feeling sad that she would never be able to sit here and chat with her two besties again. After hearing what A Rao said, she declined reluctantly, "Sit a little longer. It's quite interesting here."
"But the prince can't recite poems or paint, and it would be very boring for him to stay here. Why don't I accompany you back to the mansion to practice martial arts?" Ever since A Rao discovered that her martial arts talent was sealed by her corset, she has been much more relaxed about her clothing requirements.
In the past, Shen Xu was always bullied by the young masters. Sometimes she was entangled by other guards and could not get away, so she could only let them bully her own prince.
Now that I know that my own prince is good at martial arts, of course I have to train hard, at least I can't let the young masters bully me.
"I'll just sit here quietly for a while. The scenery of the Xiangfu Garden is nice." Ye Wanqing lay on the stone table, feeling a little depressed.
Ah Rao was confused and said, "How can the Prime Minister's Mansion be as good as our Marquis' Mansion? The fairy flowers and spiritual plants in our Mansion were all specially moved from the southern border. They are only slightly inferior to those in the Imperial Palace."
Seeing that she stopped talking, A Rao had no choice but to sit down as well, closing her eyes and meditating quietly.
At this time, a man's deep voice came from behind the rockery: "Miss Xu, have you thought carefully about what I mentioned?"
Ye Wanqing pricked up her ears and tiptoed to the edge of the rockery.
Only a cold female voice was heard slowly speaking: "Third Prince, I have only one request——"
"Ah, Sister Xu, you are here?"
At this moment, Liu Qingqian's clear and crisp voice interrupted their conversation. She seemed to dislike Murong Yao very much and said unhappily, "Humph, Third Prince, you are here too."
"Cousin." Murong Yao responded lightly.
"Third Prince, what do you want to say to my sister Xu?"
Liu Qingqian's voice was obviously hostile, and her voice was much louder: "Sister Xu, let's go, ignore him!"
Murong Yao called out again hurriedly, "Cousin Qingqian."
"Hmph, Third Prince, who are you calling? I don't have a cousin as blind as you. Qingqing is such a good person, but you insisted on breaking off the engagement and pursuing her pretentious concubine sister! Now you want to say something to my sister Xu? If you dare to pester Sister Xu, I will have my aunt punish you by confining you to copying books."
"Cousin, you misunderstood. Besides, Miss Ye is already dead. I just want to marry—"
Liu Qingqian interrupted him immediately, "Bah, there's no misunderstanding. Even if you wanted to marry me, I would stop Qingqing from marrying you."
"Everyone else thinks you're a treasure, but I know you're a scumbag! Get out!"
Ye Wanqing was listening behind the rockery, and suddenly felt that Liu Qingqian and Xu Wanrong were really righteous. She had been dead for so long, but they still cared so much about her case and were willing to speak up for her.
A Rao also nodded in agreement: "County Lady Liu finally said something sensible."
"Let's go now, A Rao, while he is alone." Ye Wanqing lowered her head and picked up two suitable bricks, and encouraged A Rao to go up and hit him.
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