C530 Borrowing a knife to kill someone (1/2)

Yun Ling's eyebrows were tightly locked, and she was wearing a long, dark bamboo dress, with a single tasseled hairpin and three green tassels on her head. She had a seven-colored gem with silver pendant, and her brilliance was as stunning as summer, her appearance was truly astonishing, and her bearing was elegant. She was truly worthy of being called a famous general's daughter.

Wei Ru happened to raise her head as well, and looked over at Lian Ru Yue. She slightly nodded at Lian Ru Yue, and even Ru Yue returned the greeting.

Wei Ruchao's previous life was the main wangfei of the eighth prince Feng Ye. He had come to the capital this time probably for the wedding with Feng Ye. According to the time of his previous life, Feng Ye would be married on this year's Mid-Autumn Festival.

It was just that he didn't know if this life would be the same.

”Princess Jianan's poems and paintings are all poems. There are paintings in them. Xiao Shan was admiring them. Truly admiring, admiring …” At this time, a man's voice sounded, interrupting Lian Yue's thoughts.

The crowd looked and saw that Princess Jianan's poem was about the former famous scholar of the capital, the eldest son of the Duke of Xiao, Xiao Shan.

He came too? It was said that he was going to be married the next month. The target of the marriage was the second daughter of the Military Department's Division Chief, Lord Li, Li Yuanxin.

”Young Master Xiao is too kind,” Wei Ru said with a smile. ”Jian An made a random poem. It's nothing compared to the talents of all the younger sisters and sisters in the capital.”

”Princess, you're too modest. Compared to some people who act tough but are weak inside, the princess' talent is much better. Some people's edge is revealed, but you don't know it's extremely annoying. And Princess Jianan, no matter what you do, it's just right. This is what a woman should be like.” Xiao Shan's gaze seemed to vaguely sweep past Lian Ru Yue's body, causing people to feel that he was talking about Lian Ru Yue.

Lian Ru Yue, however, didn't become angry from embarrassment. Her expression was even calmer than usual, as though she didn't hear Xiao Shan's words.

Princess Eleven frowned and lowered her voice as she said to Lian Xiangyue, ”This Xiao Shan's mouth is like that of a woman's. I really suspect that the scholar's reputation back then was bought for him by Xiao Zhenhai.”

Lian Ruyue smiled slightly and said, ”Princess still hasn't learned to be cautious.”

”If you want me to hold back and speak, you might as well let me die.” Princess Eleven pouted and said.

”Princess Consort Yue has arrived!” At this time, everyone turned around and saw that the Fourth Prince's consort had also walked in. Her second brother Xiao He had installed a prosthetic foot under her feet, so her walking speed was much slower than most people.

As soon as Xiao Rou walked in, her gaze fell on Lian Ruyue's face for a moment. She gave a cold snort, then walked up to Wei Ruyi, greeting him.

After a while, Princess Thirteen, the Fifth Princess, the Third Princess, and a few of the other invited noble daughters all came one by one.

The crowd, in groups of three or five, stood in opposition to the poem, painting and playing the zither. Their mood was harmonious and elegant. Today, Wei Rui was the main character of this banquet, and everyone was taking her as their center.

When she painted poetry, there was always a chorus of exclamations.

Wei Rui kindly invited Linyue to her poem, and she found it hard to refuse it, so she did two of it as well.

”I've long heard that the County Lord Rong He is full of talent. Seeing him today, he really lives up to his reputation.” Wei Ru praised.

”Princess, you flatter me. You are not talented. You are not as quick on the uptake as the princess.” Liu Ruyue's words were so flawless that they didn't even reveal a single flaw. Wei Ru's cherry lips slightly pursed as a trace of coldness flashed in the corner of her eyes.

Meanwhile, Princess Eleven, Feng Lingyue, was by Lian Ruyue's side. She was pulling on the corner of Lian Ruyue's clothes, and yawning nonstop. Even her tears had started to flow.