There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 339. Thirty Dragon Scales (Eleven)
The 30th Dragon Scale (Eleven)
The eldest princess is happy, and so is Linglong. Song Juren is not doing well, and their mother and daughter are even happier. Even with Linglong, she has been approved by the eldest princess to go out to a flower viewing banquet in a few days. .
It's already autumn, and the chrysanthemums are admired. It was formed spontaneously by noble ladies in Beijing. It has developed for several years. Young gentlemen can also appear when they get an invitation, but there will be competitions for male guests and female guests. In the part of the show, many people relied on this flower viewing banquet to be a blockbuster. The lady who made Wei Ting's favorite daughter, with her good painting skills, won the reputation of the beauty in the painting, and I don't know how many arty people sought after.
Wei Ting also heard the beautiful name of this girl and was curious. After chatting a few words, he found that the other party was really gentle, considerate, virtuous and graceful. She vented her anger and wanted Linglong to make a fool of herself to quench her arrogance—it was this flower viewing banquet, where Wei Ting, a martial arts master, secretly plotted against the original owner, causing the original owner to lose face, and since then he was even more reluctant to go out.
Although Wei Ting's starting point was just a small lesson, he would never know that for a noble girl, a little bit of shame is not allowed, because she represents not only herself, but also her family. Linglong was embarrassed, but outsiders laughed at her, how could she show mercy to the eldest princess?
It was only later that Wei Ting regretted it too late.
But this time he won't make a move, and even because he was worried about Linglong, he even disguised himself and got in, pretending to be a servant who was carrying tea and pouring water. Linglong is alone and weak. If there is any accident, she can help her.
But Linglong is always the one who is late. The flower viewing banquet has not yet started, but everyone has gathered, young talents and beautiful women, men and women, although there is a long flower arrangement in the middle, but they can vaguely see each other's appearance, which is very rare. The flower viewing banquet has achieved a lot of good marriages, so every young man and woman who comes here can't help but have fantasies about their future partner, and if they see someone they like, they will secretly remember them and send someone to inquire about the other party's family background. .
But this time, the flower viewing banquet has already started, and Princess Linglong has never come. Everyone has arrived, but she is the only one who hasn't arrived. Can't someone just wait for her? So some people began to whisper, but they didn't dare to speak out because of the face of the eldest princess. After waiting for a while, it was still not enough. In order to show off in front of the beauties, someone on the man's side raised his voice: "Everyone! Let's have a banquet! People who have no sense of time, what are you waiting for!"
There are many people who resonate with him. In fact, the girls here are not compatible with Linglong. They all come from a strict and old-fashioned high school, and their education is completely different from that of Linglong. In their eyes, Linglong is the same as Linglong. Her mother, the eldest princess, is also an alternative. Although everyone is afraid of their power and position, in their hearts, there is always a subtle sense of superiority.
After the man finished speaking, he agreed, and at this time, he heard a clear and powerful announcement: "The Princess Linglong is here—"
The emperor has not yet established himself, he has no children, and there are not many half-sisters, and Linglong is the daughter of his aunt. The two have been childhood sweethearts and have a deep relationship. When a princess encounters Linglong, she has to stand back. She is very favored. Who doesn't know that she has a good relationship with the emperor?
It's just that she was rarely seen at banquets in the past, and she always stayed at home, so many people didn't even see her, and they followed suit, and the rumors were not good.
I saw eight maids leading the way in the distance. Each maid didn't shake her hairpin and skirt while walking, with a slight smile on her face, holding a fragrant lamp in her hand. She was really particular about it. No one can see such a maid in the family, you can see her rules and her pomp.
After the eight maids leading the way, it was Linglong who came dressed in red. She is a little over fourteen years old this year, and she has not yet reached the age of the hairpin. It is reasonable to say that she is childish and has not been able to hold up this bright red dress. As all the ladies here today know, in order to cater to the beauty of chrysanthemums , All chose plain skirts, sitting there fluttering like a fairy, as if they were going to soar in the next second.
However, Linglong's appearance pulled them back into the world and brutally rubbed them under their feet.
There is no harm if there is no comparison. I am used to seeing the beauty of clear soup and little water. Such a warm burning and charming, everyone is fascinated.
She is undoubtedly proud, prouder than everyone in the room. That kind of arrogance bursts out of her bones, but she doesn't feel disgusted at all. She even thinks she should be like this. Someone is so arrogant.
When she walked past the flower arrangement, she couldn't take her eyes off her.
This beauty is not only burning and bright, but also not kitsch. Her eyes are so beautiful, black and white, clear and clear, clearly dressed in bright red, but because of extreme self-confidence, she faces the sky. There was no sign of unease and inferiority on her face. Compared with those young ladies of noble families who were holding up airs, she seemed more noble, distant, and more difficult to approach.
But she stopped when she was halfway there. She turned to look at a man over there with the male guest, her lips parted slightly, and asked, "You are the one who said I don't have a sense of time?"
The man had been staring at her long ago, forgetting to answer.
Linglong said: "If I remember correctly, the time written on the post is after half a column of incense. I thought I came early enough, I didn't think so."
She paused for a moment, raised her chin and slowly glanced around, her lips raised slightly, with a half-smile: "Everyone is earlier than me, and you are all people with a sense of time."
When she said this, many people remembered it. The time on the invitation has not come yet, but in order to maintain their image and stabilize their reputation, I don't know when it started, everyone came in a swarm. It's very early... Just like today, I heard that someone had arrived two hours ago, and as a result, the person who arrived on time and on time became the target of public criticism.
What's more, Linglong was not late, she came half an hour early!
As a result, all but her were there.
This is for this person, and even more for others here. As soon as Linglong appeared, he unceremoniously became the focus of everyone's attention. As for the noble lady who held this banquet Jun...Oh, who is here, I suddenly can't remember. Anyway, now everyone can't help staring at Princess Linglong, and I don't dare to look too obvious. After all, it's disrespectful to say that.
Linglong sat on the throne unceremoniously, because none of the people present had any official title or fame, and when she saw her, the princess who was conferred by the sage had to salute. As soon as Linglong sat down, there were several noble ladies. There was a strange look on his face, and in the end, they all looked at one person - the Jiang Zhiluo who Wei Ting admired very much and taught Linglong to make Linglong embarrassed for her.
She is the host of today's banquet, and strictly speaking, she has hosted it several times. Yesterday, Linglong was popularized by Mei Xiang for a long time. In short, every year there will be a lady who is sought after by everyone. Because her talent is praised by others, the right to host the flower viewing banquet will also be handed over to the other party. After she gets married, it will be transferred to the other party. to the next one.
This chair has always been seated by the hostess, but Linglong sat down unceremoniously as soon as she arrived, and everyone couldn't help but look at Jiang Zhiluo. Linglong Wei Wei's body is blessed: "Report to the princess, this is the seat of the little girl, can I ask the princess to give her love? The seat of the princess is over there."
In front of everyone, she is so polite, how can Linglong be so polite? But if Linglong really stood up and let her go, then they would have to arrange her behind the scenes, so if she really did let her go, she wouldn't let her down.
The smile on Linglong's face slowly disappeared with Jiang Zhiluo's words, and the atmosphere became particularly chilling as her face slowly cooled down. I know how that terrible oppression in the air comes from. At this moment, no one dared to look directly at that beautiful but arrogant face.
Jiang Zhiluo didn't knelt down because of her strong support. Linglong didn't bother to pay attention to her, so she waved her hand. Mei Xiang, who had always been wearing an amiable smile mask, but she was white and black, came on stage: "I'm sorry, this girl, May I ask your name?"
Jiang Zhiluo felt humiliated! Linglong didn't even know her name? ! Obviously it's written on the invitation! But she was obviously home, still smiling, but trembling a little, revealing her confusion: "The county master may not have noticed that the invitation has the name of the little girl, the girl's name is Jiang Zhiluo, it is Qingyang Daughter of the Duke." In front of everyone, she is so polite, how can Linglong be so polite? But if Linglong really stood up and let her go, then they would have to arrange her behind the scenes, so if she really did let her go, she wouldn't let her down.
The smile on Linglong's face slowly disappeared with Jiang Zhiluo's words, and the atmosphere became particularly chilling as her face slowly cooled down. I know how that terrible oppression in the air comes from. At this moment, no one dared to look directly at that beautiful but arrogant face.
Jiang Zhiluo didn't knelt down because of her strong support. Linglong didn't bother to pay attention to her, so she waved her hand. Mei Xiang, who had always been wearing an amiable smile mask, but she was white and black, came on stage: "I'm sorry, this girl, May I ask your name?"
Jiang Zhiluo felt humiliated! Linglong didn't even know her name? ! Obviously it's written on the invitation! But she was obviously home, still smiling, but trembling a little, revealing her confusion: "The county master may not have noticed that the invitation has the name of the little girl, the girl's name is Jiang Zhiluo, it is Qingyang Daughter of the Duke."