Dressed as the real daughter of the wealthy control group

Changge lowered his eyes, how could she possess her aunt?

Thinking of her aunt's tragic life, she said calmly: "Put away all the cherry-colored skirts and replace them with the green one."

Chang Ge pointed at the palace maid and was about to put away her skirt. The blue color was steady and the green color was fresh. This one best suited her mood at the moment.

"Little Di Ji, isn't the cyan color too mature? Doesn't it bring out Di Ji's beauty?"

Chang Ge glanced at her coldly. The palace people only felt that today's Emperor Roujia had a noble and indifferent character in her bones, which was completely different from the gentle and soft character of the past. Everyone unconsciously restrained their words and deeds, and carefully helped her change into She wore a green undershirt and went to the box to get a snow-white fox fur cloak.

The Zhenguo Duke's Mansion is the mother clan of Emperor Roujia, and the so-called Hundred Flowers Banquet is just a way for the relatives of the Shengdu Emperor to see each other for the young girl.

Emperor Roujia is 16 years old this year and has already grown hair. It is the prime time for her to get married. All the men in Shengdu are enamored by her peerless beauty and are beaten to death in private.

Relying on her maternal lineage, the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion took over such a good job and held the first Hundred Flowers Banquet this spring for the noble daughter and husband of Shengdu.

Changge had read the records about Emperor Roujia. After her aunt's death, the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, which relied on the protection of its ancestors, also fell into decline, ending with the whole family being executed.This should be the most turbulent and dark history of the Dasheng Dynasty.

Emperor Ji's chariot stopped in front of the magnificent Zhenguo Palace.Changge wore a snow-white fox fur cloak, got off the carriage, and looked up at the gate of the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion. She came not too early. There were gorgeous carriages parked in front of the gate, with people from various clans on them. She looked at the family emblems one by one and saw the Xiao family's family emblem among them.

At this moment, the Xiao family has not yet been questioned, and Xiao Ji must be only a few years old.

It was a very boring flower banquet. The ladies who came were dressed in colorful clothes. They were braved by the cold wind of late spring, and their little faces turned pale from the cold. They refused to wear a bloated cloak.

Chang Ge was wrapped in a snow-white cloak and sat in the pavilion, warming himself by the fire and drinking tea with a cold expression.The ladies who had been friends with her in the past were whispering.

"Roujia is starting to put on airs now. She must have had a hard time pretending to be a little white rabbit before."

"I am Di Ji, His Majesty's favorite sister. She has a distinguished status. She used to need a good reputation to be friends with us, but now she doesn't need us at all."

"I heard that the second son of the Xiao family, the fourth son of the Mu family, and the young prince of the Yongqinghou Mansion are all fond of her. Damn it, Shengdu Roujia, we are determined not to find a good husband."

"She is alone, how can she marry three good men?"

"Then we still have to choose from the remaining men she picked. It's annoying."

The ladies wrung their handkerchiefs and stood shivering in the cold wind but refused to go into the pavilion to warm themselves by the fire.Chang Ge lowered his eyes and listened to all their small and medium-sized discussions.

If she were her aunt, she would definitely give them treasures with a smile on her face, speak kind words to them in a soft voice, and see the world through a soft pink filter.

But she is not an aunt, and she is not in the mood to maintain so-called friendship with these unknown ladies. Her world has always been cold and lonely.

"Your Highness, the Duke of Zhenguo's wife has invited the ladies to come over. She said that there is a betting pot in the East Pavilion, and the ladies of various families have won a lot of prizes. Please go and win the prizes, ladies and gentlemen."

Mrs. Xu Shizhenguo saw that this year's Hundred Flowers Banquet looked a little cold to each other, so she thought of ways to increase interaction.

Changge was not very interested, but he knew that during this Hundred Flowers Banquet, Aunt Roujia fell in love with Zhao Hanzhou, the young prince of Yongqinghou Mansion, and chose him as her husband, starting a miserable life.

She got up and went to the East Pavilion with the noble ladies, hoping to see what charm the young prince of Yongqinghou Mansion had to win her aunt's favor.

The East Pavilion was warmer than in the courtyard. When the long song passed, everyone stood up and saluted. She nodded and glanced at the female family members. She had been trapped in the palace most of the time in her previous life. Except for Concubine Hui, she was really unfamiliar with these officials and wives and did not recognize them. Come alone.

"Roujia, what's your bet on the pot today?" Mrs. Zhen Guoguo called her by her name and smiled affectionately, "If you want to go out and play, just go ahead and play. If you don't like your hands being cold, Just sit here with us and watch the men play."

"Today, my aunt has invited all the good men from Shengdu. That one is Zhao Hanzhou, the young prince of Yongqinghou Mansion, and the second son of the Xiao family. The second son of his family will take over from the old prime minister and join the cabinet in the future. …”

Madam Zhenguo lowered her voice.

Changge calmly withdrew his hand and followed her line of sight. Among all the handsome men in brocade, Zhao Hanzhou, who was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, was handsome and upright, with picturesque features. He was three points more handsome than the others.

It's just that the Yongqing Marquis family was a military commander. In this generation, the young Marquis was born with such a naughty face. It can be seen that he grew up doting on a lot of makeup. No wonder that when he encountered such a shameful change later, there was no one who could withstand it. Her backbone cost her aunt's life in vain.

Chang Ge sneered coldly and glanced at the Xiao family's Erlang and Mu family's Silang beside him. The two men were not as handsome as Zhao Hanzhou, but they had the elegant demeanor of the clan's children in their movements.

In her eyes, they are all better than Zhao Hanzhou.

Changge looked away, pulled out the jade hairpin from his bun, and said lightly: "This is a good start, madam, since the Hundred Flowers Banquet is here, I will go out and gather the number."

Mrs. Zhenguo saw that she had cold eyebrows. Not only was she not wearing a delicate pink skirt today, but her eyebrows were as clean as jade, and there were no flowers between her eyebrows. She was clearly dressed plainly, but her features revealed unspeakable luxury and beauty. .

Why didn't she call her aunt today?To show her face in vain?

Mrs. Zhenguo forced out a smile: "This jade hairpin is so exquisite, it must be a reward from your majesty. It seems that there will be a good show in today's pot throwing."

Emperor Roujia pledged the jade hairpin and wanted to go down personally, which instantly caused a small commotion.

"Pot throwing is not her strong point. Why is she joining in the fun today?"

"I remember that when Roujia was throwing the pot the year before last, not even Zhang Jijiu's granddaughter was able to throw the pot. What's more, there are many gentlemen who are throwing the pot with us today. Isn't this humiliating ourselves?"

"Hmph, it was fake that she threw the pot, but it was real that she attracted all the gentlemen. Didn't you see that all the gentlemen got excited when they heard about her fate? It is said that each of the lottery jackpots from the gentleman's side are worth a lot of money, and they all spent a lot of money."

"Damn it, then aren't we going to get a good start in vain?"

"You are stupid. There are young marquis and Mu family's Shiro here today. Who can beat them in throwing pots? You don't have to bet on the lottery and don't participate."

The number of people participating in the pot throwing was soon decided.There were 11 people in total, five men and six women, all of whom were masters of pot throwing in Shengdu. The others withdrew from the competition very wisely.

It was said that it was a pot throw, but in fact it was for the noble ladies of Shengdu. Those who were not high in family, not outstanding in appearance, and those whose official positions were not high enough were all kicked out.

"Yeah, it's an odd number. So, Roujia, let them compete first, and then you can compete with the winner at the end. That's just right." Mrs. Zhen Guo said with a smile.

The ladies couldn't help but smile when they heard this. Isn't this blatant cheating?Who doesn't know that Roujia's pot-throwing skill has to be eliminated in the first round? Zhen Guogong's wife went too far. No wonder 11 people were selected to throw pots.

Lang Jun didn't have any objections. Anyway, the purpose of throwing the pot this time was to show his style. He eliminated Roujia Diji early, so why not try a hammer?

Whoever can throw the pot with Roujia Diji in the end will win!

The competition will start soon.

Chang Ge drank tea casually and observed the ten people who were finished. Zhao Hanzhou and Mu Heng, the fourth son of the Mu family, had the best pot throwing skills. The winner was determined to be among these two.

After two cups of tea, there were cheers and cheers. Zhao Hanzhou narrowly defeated Mu Heng.

The handsome man in the moon-white brocade robe was full of energy. Across the crowd and the beaded curtain, he smiled gracefully and said, "Emperor Roujia, it's our turn to compete."

Countless sour voices came from the crowd.

Chang Ge put down the tea cup, took off the snow-white fox fur cloak, and only wore a green skirt. He walked slowly out of the bead curtain, walked up to the people, and said coldly: "Young Master, please go first."

Everyone on the field was suffocated when they saw it. Is such a fairy posture really possible for mortals?

Zhao Hanzhou said with an affectionate look on his face, "Your Highness, please give in."

Chang Ge was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He took the arrow handed over by the palace servant and directly threw a spout and two pot ears. The whole place was silent, and even Zhao Hanzhou's expression was dull.

Didn't it mean that Roujia Diji was not very good at throwing pots?

"Emperor Roujia, all hits, three chips."

Zhao Hanzhou put away his contempt and threw the pot seriously. He got three hits and got three chips.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Zhao Hanzhou's forehead. It was not difficult for him to hit the spout and two ears of the pot, but if he accidentally lost to Emperor Roujia, how could he still show his grace and ask for the emperor's hand in marriage? Ji?

"The distance is too close, change to the ten-meter line." Chang Ge looked at the distance and stepped back three meters.

The ladies' chins dropped to the ground, so why should they change the ten-meter line?Is Roujia crazy? She doesn't take the young Marquis seriously?The man who throws the pot always has a nine-meter line, and the girl has a seven-meter line. She just throws the pot ten meters away?

"Emperor Roujia, all hits, three chips."

This time there was a lot of cheers.

"Little Marquis, ten-meter line! You can't lose to Little Di Ji."

"Zhao Hanzhou, the face of our Lord Shengdu depends entirely on you."

Zhao Hanzhou's smile was stiff, his palms were all sweaty, and he retreated ten meters away. All three of them hit, and the most difficult one was the spout and the two ears.

Zhao Hanzhou breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he played normally in the third game, he should be able to draw a tie.He didn't expect that the delicate and beautiful Roujia's pot-throwing skills were so strong. He was secretly happy in his heart, but Roujia looked a little different from usual today.

"I didn't expect the little Marquis to be so powerful. In the third game, let's just go with the 15-meter line." Chang Ge said lightly, retreated 15 meters away, and played with the two remaining arrows in his hand with his slender jade fingers, casually It was thrown out, and it hit the mouth of the pot. Both of them hit.

Everyone exclaimed, two 15-meter strings hit the mouth of the pot at the same time!

Zhao Hanzhou's handsome face turned pale. Within the ten-meter line, he could always hit the target. Within the ten-meter line, he could make tricks when throwing pots.But he has never tried 15-meter thread!If he had practiced at this distance, he would definitely be able to hit the target with every shot, but he didn't have time to practice.

Zhao Hanzhou retreated to the 15-meter line and threw the last two arrows, his face turned ashen.Only one hit!

"Langjun Zhao, I accept." Changge nodded coldly, took out his own jade hairpin from the many prizes, and elegantly pinned it in his hair.

She turned back, looked at the noble ladies and husbands in Mandong Pavilion, and said lightly, "The Hundred Flowers Banquet is not as good as Er Er."

All the princes in Shengdu were disgraced, especially the young prince of Yongqinghou Mansion.

Mrs. Zhen Guo was almost going crazy. What happened to Rou Jia?Every word of murder and heart-breaking?Did she always hide her clumsiness before?Did you come here specifically to show Mr. Shengdu’s face today?How will we look at each other from now on?

It's crazy.

Zhao Hanzhou was deeply hit, and other men were also disgraced.

After the pot throwing was over, the prestige of Yongqinghou Mansion was dampened, so Changge stood up and left.When leaving the Duke's Mansion, I happened to meet Xiao Tuo, the second son of the Xiao family. Xiao Tuo just won the top prize this year and is currently serving in the Hanlin Academy. In the future, he will succeed the old prime minister and join the cabinet to serve as prime minister.If the Xiao family hadn't had that accident.

"Emperor Roujia." Xiao Tuo bowed his head and saluted her when he saw her.

"Second brother, hurry up, if you wait a little longer, the sweet shop in Yong'an Lane will close." A six or seven-year-old handsome man appeared from the carriage, looking like a miniature version of Xiao Ji.

Xiao Langjun was stunned for a moment when he saw her.

Chang Ge was also stunned. He had never expected that he was such a cheerful young man when he was young, with bright eyebrows and no trace of sinisterness or gloom.

Xiao Tuo was a little embarrassed: "This is my brother-in-law Xiao Ji. Today I made an appointment with him to go to the candy shop in Yong'an Lane to buy him candy. I offended Her Royal Highness the Emperor."

Chang Ge said lightly: "You're welcome, Mr. Lang. When I left the palace, I brought some sugar water from the palace and gave it to the young Mr. Lang."

She asked the palace attendants to take out two food boxes of pastries and sugar water from the carriage and handed them to the young man.

The young man looked at Xiao Tuo and saw him nodding. He happily accepted it and then thanked her sweetly: "Thank you very much, Sister Diji. Sister, you look just like the fairy in the painting. When I grow up, I want to marry my sister." Beautiful girl."

Xiao Tuo: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xiao Xiao Ji said in high spirits: "Second brother, don't you want to marry Sister Di Ji?"

Xiao Tuo immediately blushed.

Changge laughed, took off the ring from his waist, handed it to him, and smiled slightly: "Little man, this jade is given to you. No matter what happens, I hope you will have kind thoughts and sunshine. Remember to marry when you grow up." A little lady who likes you.”

Don't be too obsessive.

The young man took the ring, raised his little head and asked seriously: "Then can I marry Sister Di Ji?"

Xiao Tuo quickly covered his mouth and said with an embarrassed smile: "Your Highness is laughing, you are laughing."

Chang Ge saw that their brothers were very close to each other. He smiled slightly, nodded towards him, turned around and got into the carriage. He could still hear the bright voice of the young man through the carriage: "Brother, I like this beautiful sister."

Thinking of the disaster that he was about to encounter and the life of being exiled to the border for more than ten years, the smile on Changge's lips faded little by little. He deserved to hate, but the first thing that hatred destroyed was not others, but himself.

"Do you like that young man very much?" A soft and ethereal voice sounded.

Changge's pupils shrank, and his temples ached with tingling pain. The other party continued: "Why did you come into my body?"

She opened her eyes suddenly and found that she had been ejected from Roujia Diji's body and met her eyes.

Both of them were startled.

Roujia Diji: "You look a lot like me. Who are you?"

Changge: "?"

Sure enough, she was not from this dynasty and would not be born until several years later. At this time point, she could only use the body of her aunt Roujia Diji to briefly possess her, but she could not completely become her aunt.

Chang Ge cannot communicate with her, but he can always stay with her. No one can see her except Roujia Diji.