Qin Jiuge shook his sore wrist and smiled brightly.
"This slap is to teach you a lesson. A toad should stop dreaming about swan meat. This is a music concert held by Princess Zhaoyang. It is a great favor to send you an invitation, but you actually insulted the princess with your words. Who gave you the confidence? Is it just because of your father, the Minister?"
Li Wan'er's pupils suddenly shrank, her lips trembled but she couldn't speak.
"Now, you have two choices." Qin Jiuge took a step closer and sneered, "Either go home now and keep your mouth shut, or..." She suddenly smiled, "Humph! I'll have you thrown out right now!"
Li Wan'er's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground.
She looked around in panic, but found that the ladies she used to be friends with all avoided her sight. In the end, she could only cover her red and swollen cheeks and leave the venue in embarrassment with the help of her maid.
Not far away, this scene happened to be seen by Gu Yanran and her good sister Han Yuyao.
Gu Yanran didn't have any posts originally, but she made several close friends in Beijing, and Han Yuyao was one of them.
She came to the piano concert with a purpose.
I didn't expect to see such a wonderful show as soon as I arrived at the scene.
"Hmph! This Qin Jiuge is too domineering. Does she think that Wangyue Lake is her backyard?" Han Yuyao tightly grasped the handkerchief in her hand, her face full of indignation.
At today's piano concert, all the women in the capital came to serve as foils for the princess. This time, Qin Jiuge slapped a guest in public, which was really hateful.
"Sister Yuyao, please don't say that." Gu Yanran smiled bitterly, and said insincerely: "The princess held the piano meeting to select talents to assist the country. We, as ministers, should be more considerate."
Han Yuyao glanced at her and became even more angry: "Yanran, you are too kind!
Although she is also divorced, Chu Qingluan, relying on her status as a princess, is still surrounded by people, and many noble families are vying to show their courtesy to her, but what about you? "
She lowered her voice but couldn't hide her anger: "You come from the famous Gu family. In terms of talent, appearance and morality, how are you inferior to her? Now that you are pregnant, they don't even give you a letter. This is clearly looking down on you and deliberately trying to humiliate you."
When Gu Yanran heard this, she could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes.
She hurriedly grabbed Han Yuyao's sleeve and said, "Okay, stop talking..."
That look shows how aggrieved he must be.
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At the same time, at the entrance of Wangyue Lake, several young men in splendid clothes and flamboyant postures were striding in. The leader was none other than Zhou Ting, the second son of Ningyuan Marquis's mansion, a famous playboy in the capital.
Behind him, there were also a few playboys, all of whom had frivolous smiles on their faces and obviously had bad intentions.
However, just when a few people wanted to enter, they were stopped by the maid at the door.
"I'm sorry, gentlemen, you are not invited this time, so you cannot enter."
When Zhou Ting heard this, he immediately quit.
"What? Isn't this the princess's piano concert? Why can everyone else enter but we can't?" He waved his fan and deliberately raised his voice, attracting the attention of everyone around him.
The maid guarding the door was neither humble nor arrogant. She bowed and said, "My dear gentlemen, today's music party only invites female relatives and guests with invitations. I'm sorry that I can't let you in without an invitation."
Zhou Ting sneered, closed his fan, pointed at the maid and said, "What? Do you look down on us? Or is Princess Zhaoyang's zither reunion just to pick some weaklings to show off their elegance?"
The dude behind him burst into laughter, and one of them even said sarcastically, "Are you afraid that we'll go in and steal the princess' limelight?"
The maid's face was slightly cold. Just as she was about to reply, she suddenly heard a cold voice coming from behind.
"Zhou Ting, 24 years old, the second son of Ningyuan Marquis, was reported by the censor last month for visiting prostitutes and causing trouble, and the ban has not been lifted to this day."
Everyone was startled and looked back, only to see Qin Jiuge walking slowly towards them with a booklet in his hand, his eyes as cold as frost.
Zhou Ting's face froze, and he said with all his strength: "Miss Qin, what do you mean by this?"
Only a few families in the circle knew about his prostitution last month. Where did Qin Jiuge hear it from? And he even read it out in public. Where would he put his face?
Qin Jiuge didn't even bother to look at him and continued reading, "Zhang Chuan, the legitimate son of the Minister of War, rode his horse in the street and injured someone because of a gambling debt dispute a month ago. The victim is still complaining in Jingzhaoyi."
Before anyone could react, she continued, "Li Chong, the third son of the Marquis of Pingxi, was arrested by patrol guards for drunkenly breaking into a private residence half a month ago. If it weren't for his family's help, he would be in jail right now."
Every time she pointed at someone, that person's expression became uglier.
The guests around were whispering and pointing.
Qin Jiuge raised his eyes at the right time, curled his lips and smiled softly, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
"Everyone, your character is so 'outstanding' that the princess's music meeting really can't accommodate such great Buddhas as you. So, please go back."
Zhou Ting was furious: "Qin Jiuge! Are you deliberately humiliating us?"
Qin Jiuge said calmly: "I am just stating the facts, how can it be considered humiliating? If you feel that you have been wronged, you can go to His Majesty and argue to see if you have been wronged."
Several people were suddenly speechless, their faces turning pale.
But when he thought about the task the prince had given him today, if he went back in disgrace, once the matter got out, he would have difficulty gaining a foothold in the capital in the future.
Zhou Ting's eyes flashed with viciousness, and he suddenly grinned, "What a sharp-tongued young lady from the Duke's Mansion! Since you are so disrespectful to me, don't blame me for being rude!"
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