Chapter 89
Aunt Zhang is arrogant and arrogant, unwilling to be under others, Zhang Yushi's promotion has been disturbed, and I don't know who to vent her anger on, things are not so easy to let go, they will definitely take action in secret...

"Miss is not feeling well?" Qin'er stood behind Murong Yu and lightly pulled her hair into a bun. The wonderful person in the mirror had a beautiful face, snow-like skin, black hair, and slightly frowning eyebrows. She didn't know what she was thinking. Qin'er thought she was sick.

Murong Yu withdrew his thoughts: "It's okay, let's post!"

"If Miss is not feeling well, you should rest more." Zhuang Nanny walked over with a translucent pink gauze dress. Going to a banquet sickly will cause criticism, and even make someone who is interested in Confucianism .

Murong Yu smiled lightly: "The Luoyang Palace specially posted a post for me. If I don't go to the banquet, wouldn't it be a shame for others." She didn't want to have too much interaction with Ouyang Hanfeng. You have to explain the matter to him, so that he won't waste time on her.

"How's the old lady doing? Did you say when you're leaving?" Murong Yu put on a double-breasted long skirt, she was so beautiful, Murong Lin likes to join in the fun, but this time there is a banquet, but she was grounded, she might be angry Blast your lungs.

"The old lady is having breakfast." Together with Aunt Ma, she really cares about Aunt Ma.

"Then let's go to Songshoutang first, and get into the carriage with the old lady." When getting out of the yard to get into the carriage, they have to pass through Yuelin Pavilion, so Murong Lin should not dare to sneak out again. It's also good.

Murong Yu held Qin'er's hand and went to the Songshou Hall. Halfway, he met the old lady and Aunt Ma, and greeted him with a smile: "Grandmother, will Aunt Ma go to the banquet with us?" , Aunts are not allowed to appear on the stage, high-ranking officials and aristocrats always go to banquets in the royal family, and there is no precedent for aunts to attend banquets in Qing Song Kingdom.

"Aunt Ma just came out for a walk, met me, and sent me to the carriage." The old lady was kind and amiable: taking Aunt Ma to a banquet was something that would provoke ridicule, she couldn't do it.

Aunt Ma's smile froze for a moment, a trace of bitterness flickered in her eyes, and her small hand stroked her slightly raised belly: in the old lady's heart.I am just an aunt, and I am not qualified to go to the palace for a banquet.

Murong Yu's eyes turned around behind Aunt Ma, and she smiled meaningfully: Aunt Ma is also a very scheming person, knowing that someone around her is a spy, but she didn't expose it, and let her continue to serve her in front of her calmly.

This is the best way to deal with it, because if Aunt Ma knows who she is, the opponent will send other spies to come. Just be on guard. If necessary, you can also deliberately pass some fake news to your opponents according to your own wishes.

"Eldest sister is so beautiful, just like a person drawn out of a painting." Murong Li spoke without restraint, and her immature childish voice made everyone smile.

Murong Yu smiled slightly: "Li'er will definitely be a great beauty when she grows up, even more beautiful than the fairies in the paintings." The child has a simple mind, and he has no worries about what he wants to say, so he can say what he wants, and it doesn't matter if he says right or wrong, he doesn't care. Like adults, you must think twice before speaking, otherwise, you will definitely offend others...

"Really?" Murong Li flashed her two beautiful big eyes, innocent and cute: "My sister is more beautiful than a fairy, I just need to be as beautiful as my sister..."

The old lady was all smiles, and she was in a particularly good mood: "This child, really..."

People from the two sides of the Hou's Mansion were at odds, some were happy and some were worried. Everyone was talking and laughing. When walking towards the carriage, in Yuelin Pavilion, Murong Lin was lying in Aunt Zhang's arms, crying softly: "Mom, my wounds are healed." , I have to suffer another [-] big boards, more wounds, if there are scars left, what should I do if the prince hates me?" My skin is white and tender, the prince will definitely like it, but if there are ugly scars on it, It's too ugly, I can't stand it, let alone Shizi.

Aunt Zhang patted Murong Lin's back lightly, comforting softly: "Didn't your grandfather say that these twenty big blows may not be able to hit you."

"Grandfather is not from the Marquis Mansion, so he won't count on what he says." If my grandfather could persuade my grandmother, I wouldn't have to worry about these twenty big boards.

There was lively talking and laughing outside the door, and Murong Lin angrily scolded: "Who is making noise outside?" She was about to suffer another [-] boards, and they were still in the mood to chat and laugh.

"Back to the second lady, it's the old lady, the eldest lady is going to Luoyang Palace for a banquet..."

Murong Lin couldn't calm down her anger: They went to Luoyang Prince's Mansion for a banquet in a lively manner, passed by outside her courtyard, and laughed so loudly on purpose so that she could hear them, they were simply bullying and mocking herself: Murong Yu, Lu Haowen, you made me suffer... Grounded, ridiculed, I will never forgive you.

"Mother, there is a banquet at the Luoyang Palace, and the Prince of Chuxuan must be going too." Since she couldn't go to the Luoyang Palace and see the Prince Shaoxian, Murong Lin's heart was astringent and her eyes were sore.

"It's just the banquet at the Luoyang Prince's Mansion. It's okay not to go. It's not too late for us to go when the Chuxuan Prince's Mansion hosts a banquet." If Father's plan can succeed and bring down Aunt Ma and Murong Yu, he will be righted. Banquets in various prefectures in the capital can be attended at any time.

"When will the Prince Chuxuan's residence hold a banquet?" Murong Lin's eyes sparkled, her face flushed slightly: I really want to visit Shaoxian's house, it will also be my home in the future...

"This... I don't know yet." King Chu Xuan, the princess is dead, and only the concubine Chu Xuan and the side concubine are left in the mansion. Orphans and widows basically don't hold banquets. Even if they do, they should wait until the prince After ascending the throne.

Thinking of this, Aunt Zhang's doubts became more intense: King Chuxuan had passed away for more than two months, why didn't the prince inherit the throne?

Said that the laughter disappeared, Murong Lin asked angrily: "They all left?" A group of annoying spirits finally left.

"Yes, the second lady, the old lady, the eldest lady has already boarded the carriage and is going to the banquet..."

"Where is Aunt Ma, she didn't go with you." Aunt Zhang's mouth slightly raised a cold smile: Aunt Ma is still an aunt now, and she is not qualified to enter the palace for a banquet. The plan she made...

(End of this chapter)

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