Shang Liang Yue's
Bsb 172 Impossible
As soon as he walked into the courtyard, Di Jiuxue glared at Ming Yanying and said without further ado, "Why did you invite Shang Liang Yue, a concubine?"
Di Jiuxue herself did not like Shang Liang Yue.
Even though she ruined it, and now her brother had nothing to do with her, she still disliked it.
I don't like it at all.
Di Jiuxue asked this question, and Ming Yanying was extremely shocked. "Daughter, why can't you invite Miss Jiu?"
Actually, he doesn't want to. But who called him the savior of Nineteenth Uncle?
Since it was impossible to attract uncle to come, it was only by inviting Shang Liang Yue, that the Nineteenth Uncle would come.
Otherwise, she was the concubine of the Shang Family Residence, what qualifications did she have to participate in her poetry meeting?
Not even thinking about it!
Di Jiuxue looked at Ming Yanying and her eyes widened, "Don't you know that she is the concubine of the Shang Family Residence? How could the concubine participate in a poetry party with this princess?"
Hearing this, in short, ridicule appeared on the faces of the women standing behind.
Yep. How can a concubine be qualified to participate in the poetry festival with Her Highness the Princess?
That doesn't qualify.
But they all knew why Princess Ming had invited Shang Liang Yue.
Because Shang Liang Yue was now the savior of Nineteenth Uncle.
The savior of Nineteenth Uncle was very different.
Now they did not dare to say anything to him.
That is what the princess dared to do.
Ming Yanying looked at Di Jiuxue very angrily, as if he did not know that Shang Liang Yue had saved Nineteenth Uncle, and asked, "Unfortunately the princess still does not know?"
Di Jiuxue frowned. "What do you know?"
"On that day, Nineteenth Uncle will be killed in the imperial city. Miss Jiu who had saved Nineteenth Uncle. Now Miss Jiu is the savior of our Nineteenth Uncle, as well as our savior. Linguo Empire."
"Huh?"
"He saved uncle?"
How is this possible?
“Ming Yanying, are you kidding?”
How could a person who could only cry save Uncle Huang, he was just talking in his sleep!
When Shang Liang Yue listened to Di Jiuxue's words, she lowered her head, silently, neither speaking nor moving.
"Indeed this is what uncle said personally, and the sisters also heard it at the Flower Party that day, how do you think?"
Soon, the women said, "Yes, Your Majesty." "
That synchronous voice made Di Jiuxue dumbfounded.
This ... is this true?
Di Jiuxue looked at Shang Liang Yue, looked at him from top to bottom, then looked at him from bottom to top.
After reading it over and over again, I finally looked at Ming Yanying, "Really?"
Ming, "That's right, Princess."
Di Jiuxue's entire face instantly turned black.
I just felt a dark cloud cover my head, and I couldn't move it.
Shang Liang Yue had actually saved Nineteenth Uncle, and even uncle was who did he not dare to play with, was he going to heaven?
Seeing that Di Jiuxue's face was very dark, the servant sent Lu to tell.
But I don't know why he doesn't like me.
I don't want to know either.
Anyway, he's going to see his uncle today.
Must see!
“Princess, please come in.”
Di Jiuxue clenched her hands tightly, staring at Shang Liang Yue, wanting to eat him.
However, this ferocious look did not make a deterrent at all.
There seemed to be a barrier in front of Shang Liang Yue, no matter how he killed Shang Liang Yue with his eyes, Shang Liang Yue did not react at all.
Di Jiuxue stomped her feet, turned around angrily and walked forward quickly.
Shang Liang Yue did not bother her brother anymore, but Shang Liang Yue actually went up to uncle, it was too much!
Qi Lan looked at Di Jiuxue who left angrily, her eyes moved, and she quickly recovered.
"Yes, Princess."
The waiter left, and the crowd followed Di Jiuxue to the back garden.
I used to be at the Flower Party before, and this poetry meeting was bigger. Everyone went to the backyard and sat down one by one.
Shang Liang Yue also went to the last position. Here, his status was the lowest. He was not qualified to think about the position in front of him. Of course, he also did not expect.
Shang Liang Yue was about to sit down, and ...
Ming Yanying, "Miss Jiu, come here."
With this voice, everyone in the courtyard looked at Shang Liang Yue.
Including In Jiuxue.
Shang Liang Yue stood there, looking slightly surprised.
But he reacted quickly and lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, it's better if I stay here."
"You are now the savior of the emperor, our emperor. Can't sit in the back." He pulled her to sit under Di Jiuxue's right hand.
Shang Liang Yue immediately frowned and stood up.
"Daughter, no."—She looked at Qi Lan—“This position should be sitting for the Crown Princess, not a child. This does not comply with the rules.”
Hearing his words, all the women were shocked.
Even the calm Qi Lan paused for a moment.
Seeing Shang Liang Yue.
Shang Liang Yue was wearing a forged hat, and white gauze covered her face, so she could not see her face or expression.
Shang Liang Yue said, "I am a concubine, and I am not qualified to sit here. I also ask Princess Ming not to be ashamed." He lowered his head and bowed.
A firm stand.
Ming Yanying, and Di Jiuxue also looked at Qi Lan.
He had no feelings for Qi Lan.
Her brother didn't like her either, and she didn't do anything.
So, he didn't hate her, and he didn't like her either.
But Shang Liang Yue's words reminded her that Qi Lan would become the crown princess in the future.
His sister-in-law.
Di Jiuxue felt uncomfortable.
Ming Yanying, Shang Liang Yue's words reminded him of Qi Lan, the grandson of the Prime Minister.
This is the princess of the future.
The princess will be the queen, the mother of a country.
Prestiges.
It was indeed not good to arrange concubine Shang Liang Yue in this position.
But ... did not wait for tomorrow to give birth, Qi Lan said, "The Ninth Miss is the savior of our Nineteenth Uncle, the savior of our emperor, and she is qualified to sit there, so Ninth Miss I will not refuse. ."
Qi Lan's voice was soft and gentle, and she said without the slightest emotion.
Very general knowledge.
Ming Yanying had a good impression of Qi Lan.
The prime minister's grandson is completely different.
As soon as Qi Lan opened her mouth, the women below all spoke up.
"Yes, Miss Jiu, you are the benefactor of our Emperor Linguo. You are not qualified to sit in that position. Who else is eligible to sit?"
Shang Liang Yue squeezed the handkerchief tightly in her hand, embarrassed. "This ..."
Ming Yanying, "Miss should know, if Ninth Uncle is here, you will also be sitting next to Ninth Uncle."
"That's right, Miss Jiu, sit down."
"Stop standing."
"Miss Jiu is weak, so she should sit down and not injure herself, otherwise, we will have pity on Ninth Uncle and Emperor Linguo."
"..."
It became increasingly serious, and Shang Liang Yue had no choice but to say, "If that's the case, then it's better to respect than obey."
Sit in the chair.
However, before he sat down, Di Jiuxue said in a loud voice.