Chapter 183 I really can do it on purpose!
After everyone chatted for a while, the princess came out dressed up.
She was wearing a flower-sprinkled dress made of brocade satin, and her head was covered with pearls and jades. She looked very proud.
She walked to the edge of the crowd and looked at everyone's eyes, some of them envious and some wanting to make friends with her. She frowned, suppressed the disgust in her heart, and finally fixed her gaze on the crowd.
Song Rouxi stood in front of Song Ci. Everyone thought that the princess was looking at Song Rouxi and they were all envious. The eldest daughter of the Song family was quite pretty, and even the princess looked at her differently.
Song Rouxi thought that the princess knew about her relationship with the prince, so she had to give him some consideration, and a bit of pride appeared on her face.
Even if you are a princess, so what? Can you be higher than the prince?
Seeing the princess walking towards her, she straightened her chest and looked at the envious eyes of the crowd. She had already thought of what to say. Just as she was about to speak, she saw the princess brushing past her and actually walked straight past.
She was stunned. Wasn't he going to talk to her?
Under everyone's surprised gaze, the princess walked up to Song Ci and said with a forced smile, "Miss Song San, we meet again."
Song Ci's expression was indifferent, as if she didn't notice that everyone was looking at her. "Thank you for your concern, Princess."
Worried? She was certainly worried. Day and night, Song Ci was like a fishbone, making her restless. She clenched her fingers, looked Song Ci up and down, her eyes landing on the bracelet on her hand. She sneered, "If Miss Song San didn't have any good jewelry, she could have told me. You're wearing a bracelet like this, and I'm not afraid of being laughed at. It doesn't look... worth much."
Song Ci looked down at the bracelet, stroking it twice with her jade-white fingers, a faint smile in her eyes, "Not everything in this world has to be judged by its value. Some things may seem worthless, but they are priceless."
Looking at Song Ci's bright and beautiful smile, Shen Qingman subconsciously felt that it was very annoying. The girl in front of her was as beautiful as a clear stream, and her every frown and smile was refreshing.
Although she relied on her bright looks, she always felt that when she was dressed up like this, she was inexplicably shorter than Song Ci, who had a pretty face and was dressed simply.
This feeling made her extremely uncomfortable.
She has always been proud of her noble status and beautiful appearance. She is liked by the empress and the emperor when she moves around the palace, and she thinks she is superior to others.
Today's Song Dynasty porcelain has made her former pride feel unpleasant.
How did this beautiful girl in front of him bewitch Pei Ji?
She smiled, thinking about her arrangements for today and how Song Ci would be embarrassed in front of so many people later, and she felt relieved.
"Miss Song is indeed very eloquent." After she said that, she walked behind her with a haughty look and returned to the crowd.
Song Rouxi almost bit her teeth off when she saw this scene.
Whether it was family background or support, she believed she was better than Song Ci, but why did Song Ci seem to be the first to be seen wherever she went? In the past, only she had such treatment.
Next, everyone sat down to enjoy the flowers and chat. The princess talked freely, introducing the flowers that were carefully planted in the mansion.
Then, changing the subject, "Just admiring the flowers today would be tedious. Everyone here is a carefully nurtured lady of noble birth, naturally versed in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting from childhood. How about we play a game today? The loser gets to write a poem, paint a picture, or play the zither—in short, express your talent to the fullest."
Everyone's eyes sparkled and they were eager to try it out.
If I can perform well today and become famous tomorrow, I'm afraid my future marriage will be even better.
Everyone was eager to try it out. Song Ci calmed his mind and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
In the first round, the flower was passed around by beating the drum, and soon the flower was in the hands of a young lady. Miss Zhang stood up and wrote a poem. The poem was quite good. Even if Song Ci did not like poetry, she could tell that it was a good poem.
In the second round, the flower passed to a Miss Bai, who improvised a painting on the spot, depicting the flowers at today's flower viewing banquet. The painting was so lifelike that everyone in the room cheered.
In the third round, as expected, the flower fell into Song Ci's hands, and the drums and music stopped. Everyone looked over here.
Song Ci stood up, pinching the flowers. Before she could tell what she was going to perform, Shen Qingman, who was not far away, spoke first and said with a smile, "First there was poetry, then there was Miss Bai's painting. Why don't you play a piece of piano to liven up the atmosphere for everyone?"
When these words were spoken, Song Rouxi, who was sitting on the side, almost laughed out loud.
Playing the piano? How could Song Dynasty porcelain possibly do that?
In her early years, her family hired a teacher to teach her the qin and classical music, and Song Ying also learned some basic skills. But Song Ci was from the third house, and no one took the initiative to ask her to learn the qin, nor did they teach her anything else.
Because the Song family never wanted to train her.
Song Rouxi scanned Song Ci's face with sharp eyes, trying to detect panic from it, but unfortunately, she was disappointed. No...
There was nothing on Song Ci's face except calmness and indifference!
How could it be! Song Ci can't play the piano. With so many people watching, isn't she afraid of making a fool of herself?
Shen Qingman also had the same idea. She had investigated in advance and found that Song Ci had never learned anything since childhood, let alone playing the piano. He probably had never even touched the body of the piano, so how could he play the piano?
Hearing that she loved reading, she deliberately hinted to the drummer in advance and deliberately let the flowers fall into the hands of Miss Zhang and Miss Bai, simply because one of them was good at poetry and the other was good at painting.
She wasn't sure whether Song Ci could do these two things, but she definitely couldn't play the piano.
She suddenly laughed and said, "Miss Song San, what are you doing standing there in a daze? Could it be that you don't know how to play the piano?"
Everyone started to murmur, watching Song Ci standing there, with a sense of joking. The perceptive people also noticed that although the princess seemed to be paying attention to the Third Miss Song, she actually disliked her very much.
I secretly made a note of it in my heart and decided to stay away from this person in the future.
Song Ci chuckled and pointed at the zither in the middle of the field, "This zither has six strings."
"What's wrong? What's wrong with the six-string instrument?" Shen Qingman keenly sensed something wrong. Song Ci didn't seem to be completely ignorant of the instrument.
Could it be that the people she sent out to investigate did not conduct a thorough investigation beforehand?
Song Rouxi suddenly spoke up, "If you don't know how to do it, just tell the princess directly. Why bother trying to argue here? The princess is kind, and I think the princess won't blame you for taking the initiative to say you don't know."
Seeing that she couldn't wait to see him embarrassed, Song Ci narrowed her eyes slightly, "I really don't know how to play this six-string guitar."
When everyone's eyes were filled with ridicule, she continued, "Because, I only know how to play the five-string instrument."
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