she was super sweet in ancient times

Chapter 445 Poetry Festival
Looking at those women, as well as the prince and grandson, Jinghua chose to ignore them and admire her own flowers.Although Jinghua was a king respected by everyone in her previous life, she had a hobby, which was growing flowers.

Just because flowers are quiet and beautiful things, planting them will be a process of anticipation, and looking at them will make you feel much better.

The stunning golden clothes set off her proud figure.Her expression was cold, and the sunlight hit her golden dress, reflecting streaks of golden light.It was so shaking that people dared not look directly at her, as if she was like an arrogant fairy who came down from the sky, and people couldn't get close to her at all.

"Why is that woman here? No one invited her to the poetry tasting this time." Some women looked at Jinghua's clothes and became jealous again.They were sure that Jinghua's beauty must have come to seduce His Royal Highness the Sixth Highness.

If Jinghua finds out and just wants to spit on them, she wears this because she is modest, okay?

Jinghua raised his eyes slightly and looked at them with a cold light in his eyes.But her eyes froze for a moment, and she saw her uncle in purple sitting on a reclining chair, leaning lazily, the sun shone into his eyes, like a broken lake, making people feel swaying, bringing With some cold sinking feeling.And he was surrounded by women.

Isn't uncle a clean freak?How could these women get so close to him.After thinking about it, Jinghua smiled, how could she forget that men are liars.

And the man seemed to have seen her too, but the expression on his face was faint, as if he was looking at a stranger.

Jinghua took a look and then looked away. Since the noble Sixth Highness is not going to recognize her as a nephew, she doesn't need to go up to say hello to him, it looks familiar.

This kind of relationship is very good, as long as the well water does not interfere with the river water, after she solves this case, she can take Xiao Baozi and Qian He to travel around the world.

Thinking of the unrestrained and carefree life in the future, Jinghua lowered his head and smiled.It was a real laugh, simple and hopeful.It's a pity that no one can see this bow.

She continued to walk around, but when some women saw Nangong Moli's indifferent attitude towards Dugu Jinghua, they thought that His Highness the Sixth Highness disliked Jinghua.I thought it was time for them to vent their anger and revenge.

A few of the women stood up and said, "No matter where you go, you can see that abandoned woman. Do you miss a man so much that you can't live if you don't come out to prostitute yourself all day long? Dress like this? It’s like being a princess.”

Bu Piaopiao is wearing a lake blue and grass-patterned skirt today, looking as pleasing to the eye as a clear spring.She was also surrounded by a group of women, she really looked like a precious princess.

She came out suddenly, came to Dugu Jinghua and said with a slight smile, "Why is you, elder sister? I remember that the emperor of this poem meeting didn't invite you, and it seems that His Highness Sixth doesn't welcome you very much."

What she's saying right now is that none of us like you, so get out of here.

Jinghua heard the words and said with curved lips: "When did I say that I came to participate in the poetry appreciation meeting? I just came to see the flowers. If you want to recite poems and get it right, go ahead. I'm not interested in this event."

Bu Piaopiao was not reconciled to what this woman said. She didn't believe what she said. Dressing up so beautifully was not for the limelight or for something else.Her complexion did not change to: "Sister, I'm afraid it won't work. You know they don't like to see you. Standing here will affect everyone's mood. Why don't you go somewhere else?"

Jinghua's heart turned cold and she realized that she really hated the woman in front of her.It doesn't matter whether she hates herself or others, the important thing is that the woman's words have affected her good mood.

Jinghua ignored her words, but picked a red rose casually, held it in his hand, twirled her and said, "Sanmei, do you think this flower is as beautiful as you?"

Bu Piaopiao did not expect that Dugu Jinghua would suddenly praise herself, although she felt a little strange, but she nodded and said: "I think I am more suitable for Lianhua."

(End of this chapter)