Chapter 23 Frog at the Bottom of the Well

General Dugu's mansion is located at the end of the most prosperous street in the imperial city. The black iron door is fat with two huge stone lions. The plaque hanging on the lintel is written five big characters of General Zhenguo's mansion, which were written by Emperor Xia himself to show the loyalty of the Dugu family to the State of Xia. Of course, no one knows that this plaque was exchanged for 13 fatal scars on his body. The honor of bloody battlefields is not something that everyone can enjoy.

When Ling Yue came down from the carriage, everyone's eyes were attracted by the strangely dressed woman. The light blue cheongsam shines faintly in the moonlight, and a soft green silk is also coiled into a delicate and small bun. The delicate face without pink gives people a fresh and refined feeling.

Irrelying the surprised eyes of passers-by, Ling Yue raised her chin slightly and walked up the stone steps leading to the Xuanhei Iron Gate with extremely elegant steps. Liu Ye took the erhu and followed Ling Yue closely.

He gently knocked on the copper ring on the door, and it didn't take long for the heavy iron door to open slowly. The family who came to open the door was obviously scared by Ling Yue and was stunned for a moment. If it hadn't been for Liu Ye's low scolding, I'm afraid he wouldn't have recovered.

Ling Yue made an invitation on the ground, and the family said without even reading it, "Please come in."

Entering from the main entrance, the first thing you can see is the large courtyard with Bibo Pool water. Although it is exquisite, it seems to be less luxurious and charming than the imperial garden in the palace. Under the guidance of the family, Ling Yue and Liu Ye crossed the courtyard and came to a slightly remote courtyard. Although the location was remote, when Ling Yue entered, she found that more than a dozen young people who knew their extraordinary identity had gathered in the yard. Everyone sat in their own specific seat and seemed to be waiting for something.

Scarlet lanterns were lit in all corners of the yard, rendering the whole yard with extremely intoxicating warm colors. Ling Yue chose a seat without a master in the amazement of the crowd and sat down. Liu Ye stood silently behind Ling Yue, as quiet as a sculpture.

Looking up, Ling Yue found a young man with a clean face and clear eyes looking at herself. The man was none other than Xia Wuchen. Perhaps feeling too rude, Xia Wuchen raised a faint smile on his lips and nodded to Ling Yue. This scene happened to be seen by Ouyang Wan beside him. He said with a smile, "Princess Qinghe, our seventh Highness likes you."

"What are you talking about?" Xia Wuchen gave Ouyang Wan a white eye, but he did not dispel Ouyang Wan's imagination that day.

"Ling Yue, what do you think of our Seventh Highness? He is a good man worth entrusting for life, isn't he?"

As soon as this statement came out, Ling Yue obviously felt a few unfriendly eyes shooting at her, and the owners of those eyes were all beautiful and elegant women without exception. It seems that this seventh prince is quite popular. Ling Yue looked at the slightly pale face and lost her mind for a moment.

Before Ling Yue answered, a silver bell-like crisp voice sounded: "Even a princess should not wear this kind of clothes to the flower banquet. It's simply shameless." Li Rongrong, the daughter of Li Jinglue, spoke. Since she heard that Ling Yue was so angry that she couldn't speak in the court, she became disgusted with the princess she had never met. Now when I see Ling Yue wearing a cheongsam that outlines the beautiful curve almost perfectly, I am even more angry. And the impression of Ling Yue is only described by the word wind and dust.

Everyone waited for Ling Yue's next reaction, whether to fight back angrily or leave with shame.

"Where am I ashamed?" Ling Yue's eyes were slightly slanted, and the corners of her mouth slipped through a proud smile.

"What can you do if you dress like this?"

"How can a ignorant canary like you enjoy the beauty of this cheongsam?" Ling Yue's smile became stronger, and the sharp light from her eyes also made Li Rongrong a little timid.

"You are not even as good as a dusty woman in this way. Fortunately, you are still a princess."

"I think you are dressed like a zongzi today. Ah, I almost forgot that there is no zongzi here." Ling Yu's face was confused, but in the eyes of others, the confused expression was clearly sarcastic: "The so-called zongzi is to wrap glutinous rice in bamboo leaves and then wrap them in layers of bamboo leaves. So I said, what you are wearing today is really similar to Zongzi.

"You..." Although you are not as noble as the princess, no matter what, you are also the daughter of the prime minister. When have you encountered such grievances? But in the face of Ling Yue's overwhelming momentum, Li Rongrong didn't say a word for a long time.

"I didn't expect that Qing and Princess were not only a charming son, but also spoke so rudely and had no female virtue at all." The long hair is high and the angular face shows the man's resolute personality, and the purple satin cotton robe shows a slightly dark red color under the orange firelight. Zhu Chi glanced at Ling Yue, and his eyes were full of contempt.

In fact, when Grandpa Hai let herself wear a cheongsam to attend the flower banquet, Ling Yue did not hesitate. She knew how much criticism and even condemnation would be for women wearing cheongsam in this old age. But as a female elite in the workplace in her previous life, she has always believed in a sentence: living in the eyes of others, we will gradually hide ourselves. Therefore, even though she knew that doing so would suffer criticism or insult, she still followed what she thought without hesitation.

"Excuse me, what is the so-called female virtue?"

"Women's virtue lies in dignified appearance, moderate words and deeds, love and tolerance. I don't think you have any." Zhu Chi deliberately aggravated the tone of the last sentence.

"boring." Ling Yue replied coldly.

"What did you say?"

"I said you were bored." Ling Yue glanced around and found that most people looked at her with more disdain than surprise.

"Where is this woman's virtue boring? Let's talk about it."

"Women are like flowers. If the flowers in the world are all the same, wouldn't it be too boring? Lotus flowers are elegant, peonies are enchanting, narcissus is free from vulgarity, and jasmine fragrance. It is because they are different from each other that spring is full of spring. Today, I came to the banquet wearing a cheongsam and holding an erhu in my hand. I didn't want you to humiliate me. Of course, there is an idiom called the frog in the well. I can't blame you if you are ignorant. If you really think I flatter anyone here, then I, Murong Lingyue, will leave. Let's go at night. As soon as Ling Yue remembered to leave, she was stopped by a sudden sound.