Chapter 417 Battle for the Royal Garden
Zhao Qinya knelt on the ground in disbelief, and her heart was full of regret: Mu Qingya actually convicted him directly like this. Why didn't she say the reason? As long as she says it, she can explain the context of the matter, and then the emperor will recognize what kind of person she is! Mu Qingya is not worthy of the emperor except for her beauty.
Hearing the sound here, many people turned their attention to Mu Qingya and Zhao Qinya. Duanmu Lingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes. Zhao Duo's sister unexpectedly had other thoughts. It seems that it's time for these slaves to beat them well. Have they forgotten their identity after a long time?
Duanmu Mingli stood up, walked to Mu Qingya, frowned and said coldly, "Miss Zhao, you are just a slave. Anyway, you are not qualified to comment on the master. Besides, Princess Mu is right. You should copy the female ring."
As soon as Duanmu Mingli's words came out, Zhao Qinya had no room to refute. She felt that the sight of the people around her fell on her became more and more contemptuous, and she was embarrassed to find a seam to get in. She can't care about others, but she can't care about Duanmu Lingyu's views. Since she accidentally learned her brother's secret, she has had an uncontrollable worship and admiration for the emperor. Now as long as she thinks that that person will also look down on herself because of the words of Mu Qingya and Duanmu Mingli, she thinks she is a The hatred in Deyi's heart surged.
Duanmu Lingyu smiled sarcastically, glanced at Zhao Duo with a solemn look, and snorted coldly in his heart. Zhao Duo couldn't control his sister, so he had to take care of it for him. Now you might as well teach her a lesson: "Emperor Canglan, which family is this lady from?"
Mo Ao's eyes were full of gloomy: "It's just a common daughter of the Zhao family. She hasn't seen any world. Emperor Yuhan should not care about her."
Duanmu Lingyu smiled and said, "How come? It seems that she is no worse than her legitimate daughter."
Zhao Qinya's heart moved and almost cried because of Duanmu Lingyu's words. The emperor appreciated her. The emperor did not think how cheap she was, and even ignored Mu Qingya's slander against her, and even didn't care about her status as a concubine's daughter. Thinking that her originally pale face was stained with a trace of blush and walked to Duanmu Lingyu Thank you, "Thank you, emperor. Qinya is a common daughter and dares not compare with other girls."
"What did Miss Zhao say? Speaking of which, the Zhao family is also one of the three major families in Canglan. Although Miss Zhao is a concubine, her appearance is not as good as others. Princess Mu, forget about copying the female ring."
Mu Qingya looked quiet and looked up at Duanmu Lingyu. Seeing that he blinked slightly and showed a trace of weakness in his eyes, she smiled in her heart and said, "Yes, Qingya respectfully obeys the imperial edict."
She agreed, but she didn't expect Zhao Qinya to say different opinions: "Thank you for your pity, but Qinya still wants to do this punishment."
Duanmu Lingyu seemed to be interested and asked, "Why is this?"
"Women's virtue is the most important. Although Qinya has also received strict instructions from the nurtillary before, she especially feels that it is not enough. Copying more female precepts can make Qinya more more polite and more polite, and Qinya is willing to copy."
"Okay, it's a good person to be polite. It's really worthy of Miss Zhao, that's it." Duanmu Lingyu was very disgusted with her self-proclaimed Qinya, because the tone sounded similar to Qingya, which made him feel disgusted. It was simply disrespectful that a concubine dared to offend Qingya.
"Yes, Qinya, thank you, Emperor." Zhao Qinya has been kneeling on the ground. Duanmu Lingyu was very angry that she was embarrassed by Mu Qingya. Naturally, she would not ask him to get up. Now that she said this, Zhao Qinya's feet were numb and unconscious.
Duanmu Lingyu praised for a while before she got up: "Why is Miss Zhao still kneeling? Get up quickly. When the banquet is over, I will have people send the paper, pen and ink copied from the female ring to Zhao's house. You can copy it at ease."
"Yes, thank you, your Majesty." Zhao Qinya got up and almost fell to the ground unconscious on her feet. It was very painful to walk, but she deliberately suppressed it because she wanted to maintain an elegant figure in front of Duanmu Lingyu, which only made her feel as if she was walking on the tip of the knife, but she was so happy that she was even felt extremely excited to suppress Mu Qingya. .
Mu Qingya sat back in her seat, ignored the gloating eyes around her, and still laughed with Duanmu Mingli indifferently.
"Qingya, don't care about those people." Duanmu Mingli's eyes were worried, "Brother, he must have a reason." With that, she was already very dissatisfied. How could the royal brother embarrassed Qingya for a Zhao Qinya?
Mu Qingya smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, with a slight smile on her lips: "Princess, do you think I'm sad?" Not to mention that Duanmu Lingyu has given her a look. Even if he doesn't signal to himself, he won't be angry. After all, she naturally understands such a simple killing method at a glance.
Duanmu Lingyu first praised Han Lingruo in the Royal Garden, and then helped Zhao Qinya relieve the siege, not to mention the other ladies who had offended them, but Han Lingruo and Zhao Qinya would be right against Mai Mang.
Isn't that the idea that Zhao Qinya originally made? However, she wanted to take advantage of what happened just now to stand opposite Han Lingruo, but she just ignored it. However, she should be very happy to think about it now. After all, she finally got the attention of Duanmu Lingyu as she wanted. She can also ask him to promise to send paper, pen and ink to copy the female ring in person, but I don't know how much paper he will send. I hope Zhao Qinya will copy it happily at that time.
Mu Qingya calmed down, but Han Lingruo gritted her teeth with hatred, and her hand holding the ink monkey kept tightening, so that the ink monkey felt pain and almost grabbed her beautiful face with one foot. Panicked, she almost threw the ink monkey to the ground, but when she thought of Duanmu Lingyu, she put up with it and gently comforted the ink monkey in her arms.
However, animals have always been more ** than humans, especially in terms of feeling other people's attitudes towards it. Although Han Lingruo has a smile on her face, she has already thought that when she gets the favor of Duanmu Lingyu, she will cramp and skin the dead monkey. Mo Monkey was naturally restless. Taking advantage of a moment when Han Lingruo was distracted, she rushed out and ran to the edge of the pavilion locked by Mu Qingya.
Duanmu Mingli's eyes moved: "Look, isn't this Princess Lan's monkey?"
Mu Qingya turned her head and happened to see the little monkey squatting on the ground with his hands together. Her eyes as black as gems looked at her without blinking. She suddenly felt very funny. She picked up a piece of cake from the table and stretched out her hand and motioned slightly: "Come here, this pastry will be given to you."
The monkey looked at the pastry in a daze for a while, making sure that Mu Qingya had no malice at all. He ran over and jumped on the table in two steps, took the pastry from her hand, and quickly nibbled together with her two claws together.
Mu Qingya looked at the bulging of her cheeks, and the smile in her eyes became deeper and deeper.
"Princess, it's Ling Ruo who is rude and doesn't look good at the little monkey. Please don't be surprised." Han Lingruo took a look at Mu Qingya and did not apologize at all. In her heart, she was now a princess, and Duanmu Lingyu personally rewarded her title as Princess Lan. Naturally, several Mu Qingya could not compare with her.
Duanmu Mingli smiled, raised her hand and touched the head of the ink monkey, turned to Duanmu Lingyu and said, "Brother, my sister looks at this monkey so cute and wants to raise one."
Duanmu Lingyu smiled and said, "What's the matter? Brother Huang asked someone to find a snow-white one for you some other day."
"My sister doesn't want white, or does it look golden and festive? Princess Lan, how about you give me this monkey?"
Han Ling opened her mouth and was about to veto it, but she heard Duanmu Lingyu say, "The royal sister can't fool around. That monkey is Princess Lan. How can she let Princess Lan give up her love?"
Han Lingruo glanced at the angry Duanmu Mingli's mind quickly: Duanmu Mingli is the emperor's sister. If she marries Duanmu Lingyu, she is her nominal sister-in-law. Naturally, she can't be offended. It happens that she doesn't like this monkey, but she just looks at it can attract Duanmu Lingyu's attention. She will give it to her if she wants.
"Ming Ligong mainly likes it. This ink monkey is given to the princess, and I hope the princess can treat it well."
Duanmu Mingli asked happily, "Are you telling the truth?"
"Naturally it's true." Han Lingruo had a bright smile on her face. Seeing Duanmu Lingyu's face, she was a little unwilling to disappear clean.
Duanmu Mingli pushed the monkey and moved it to Mu Qingya: "Qingya, don't you like this monkey? I'll give it to you. Your Jingningxuan is too lonely. It's good for this monkey to play and tease you every day.
A smile flashed in Mu Qingya's eyes: "Yes, thank you, Princess Mingli." Turning his head and looking at Han Lingruo, who suddenly looked a little ugly, "Thank you, Princess Lan."
The smile on Han Linglan's face looks a little stiff: "Nothing, as long as Princess Mu likes it."
B bitch! At this time, she didn't know that Duanmu Mingli really deliberately played with her, but the words had been said. Even if Duanmu Mingli killed the monkey on the spot, she couldn't say anything. The hateful bitch dared to play herself like this. When she became the owner of Yuhan's harem, she cut off Yuhan's support for her. Look When can she be proud? Humph, without the support of her mother's family, she is still married to a stupid prince. What can she do?