Soon the day of the banquet arrived.
Everyone packed up early and calculated the time to arrive at the mansion gate.
No one dared to be late.
Compared to other people who paid attention and waited early, Mo Qin seemed a little slow.
When she reached the door, Mo Simiao had already arrived.
Mo Simiao glanced at Mo Qin, a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and she greeted her with a smile.
"Sister, please come quickly, we are waiting for you!"
The colors of their clothes are similar, but Mo Simiao's is more exquisite and gorgeous.
Even the jewelry on her head was more beautiful and valuable than Mo Simiao's.
But no matter how many decorations there are, they cannot hide the fact that Mo Qin is more beautiful than Mo Si.
So overall, Scutellaria baicalensis is more beautiful.
This made Mo Simiao feel extremely resentful.
Why, they are obviously twins, but Mo Qin is prettier than her?
This is not fair!
She even secretly resented Madam Mo in her heart because of this.
Not only did he not give her a healthy body, but even her appearance could not compare to Mo Qin's.
In that case, don't blame her for taking away more of your love.
At this time, Father Mo poked his head out from the front carriage, his eyes fell on his two daughters, and he nodded with satisfaction.
Although his wife did not give birth to a legitimate son, his two daughters were still good.
Not to mention that Mo Simiao also caught the eye of the Sixth Prince, who wanted to marry her as his principal wife.
Although Mo Qin is better than Mo Simiao in every aspect, who made Mo Simiao catch the eye of the Sixth Prince?
So Mo Qin was destined to pave the way for Mo Simiao.
"It's getting late, let's get ready to set off."
The group went to the palace in a mighty procession.
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The banquet was grand and lively.
The eldest sons and daughters of each family were dressed up beautifully, as if they were participating in a talent show.
Many people vied with each other to display their talents and present gifts to the emperor to celebrate his birthday, just to receive a compliment or a gift.
Soon it was Mo Qin's turn to dance. She was led by a palace maid to change into her dance dress.
"Oh, what's going on? Why is this skirt torn?"
The palace maid was holding the skirt, wanting to help Mo Qin change clothes, but she found a big hole in the fiery red skirt.
Obviously there is no way to wear it.
Not to mention, dancing in it.
"What should I do?"
Due to poor supervision, the dance dress of the young lady from the Prime Minister's Mansion was damaged, and she was bound to be beaten with dozens of boards.
The two palace maids looked pale and didn't know how to solve the problem for a moment.
"What's going on? Sister, why haven't you changed yet?"
Mo Simiao happened to come in from the door and looked at the situation in the house with surprise.
She picked up the skirt on the tray and took a look at it, her face full of worry.
If possible, she would rather Mo Qin's skirt was torn when she was dancing, which would be even better.
However, if that were done, the reputations of the other girls in the mansion would also be affected.
"How did this nice skirt become like this? What will happen to my sister's dance performance later?"
Mo Qin didn't say anything. The skirt must have been damaged by human beings, but who did it?
What is the purpose?
Is he simply targeting her, or... does he want to take her place and perform the dance?
Just when the two sisters were silent, Mrs. Mo came again by chance.
Mo Qin frowned slightly, waiting for the development of the situation.
"Qinqin, you are such a fool! How could such an important thing be damaged?"
Mrs. Mo also imitated Mo Simiao and went over to pull at the skirt. As a result of the two of them pulling at it, the skirt became even more damaged.
The two palace maids looked so anxious.
Originally, I might have been able to find a way to remedy the situation, but now, it's completely impossible.
"It seems you won't be able to dance before His Majesty."
"But..." Mo Simiao hesitated to speak.
It has been agreed that Miss Mo will perform a dance. If she doesn't go now, it might anger the emperor.
Yes, she couldn't dance anymore.
No more skirts.
How did Mo Simiao come on stage?
Soon Mo Qin's doubt was resolved.
Mo Simiao's personal maid, who had been standing outside the door, could no longer hold back.
"Second Miss, don't you have your dance dress with you? Why don't you..."
Mo Simiao turned his head to look at Mo Qin, who had remained silent from beginning to end, and said hesitantly.
"How can I do this? My dancing is no match for my sister's."
"Miss! You practice dancing in your room every day, and you haven't missed a single day in the past month."
The maid seemed to think that this was not enough, and added in a low voice, "I think you are no worse than the eldest lady!"
Mo Simiao seemed to be a little moved and looked up at Mrs. Mo with a sullen face.
"Mother."
"Alright, that's it. Sisi, you go in place of your sister!"
There was a faint light in Mrs. Mo's old eyes, as if she had been waiting for this moment.
"Go and get the second lady's dance dress."
"Yes!" The girl was delighted and gave Mo Qin a proud look.
Mo Simiao also looked at Mo Qin apologetically, "Sister, I'm so sorry."
I don't want to do that either. Who made you so disappointing?
"oops!"
Suddenly, the maid who was ordered to get the skirt was knocked down by someone before she could run a few steps.
A burst of hurried footsteps came from afar, and a maid holding a dress ran in.
"Miss, I got it back."
Xi Xiang panted and took credit from her mistress.
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