Reborn imperial concubine

In the past, if Gu Sheng heard Jiang Han's invitation, he must have been eager to follow him.

But she was still swearing in the car just now, saying that she would always think about His Highness Ninth Prince, so she can't turn her face away now, can she?

She turned her head and looked again, but His Highness Ninth Prince had already been seated and waited on by a group of dignitaries, with a pair of shallow pupils curiously looking at the strangers around, with smiles on the corners of her eyes...

Gu Sheng suddenly felt a nameless resentment bubbling up, she stared at the side face of His Highness Ninth Prince, feeling very unhappy in her heart.

Although she had known about Jiang Chenyue's unrestrained love affair in her previous life, she never expected that it would show up so early.

Gu Sheng didn't think about it any more, with a sullen face, he thanked Jiang Han for a blessing, and followed Jiang Han to his seat as if angry.

Jiang Han and Gu Sheng have also become acquainted with each other early on, and they often enjoy plays and dinners after school, but it's the first time for them to sit next to each other in front of others.

After taking his seat, Jiang Han was somewhat more reserved than in private.

Gu Sheng usually served His Highness the Ninth Prince for lunch in the Guozijian teahouse. At this time, his eyes would occasionally glance at the little scum sitting opposite him, and his hands would itch for no reason.

I can't help but want to rush over, squeeze away the group of nobles, and serve the Ninth Highness with vegetables and soup...

The more I think about it, the more I feel sad, she is such a good daughter of the Viscount's mansion, she has never practiced the rules in the palace, but she was tossed out by the little scum to be so servile!

She felt more and more suffocated, and after the banquet started, she just picked up vegetables and ate.

The other three princes present all gave Gu Sheng flower lottery today. She should have raised her glass to toast in gratitude first, but there were other nobles sitting across from her who didn't get lottery. As if showing off, I thought to myself and let it go.

Just as he was eating, Jiang Han's smiling voice brought Gu Sheng back to his thoughts, "I guess you've been waiting for today to have a good meal."

Gu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, took off a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, wondering: "Why did Your Highness say that?"

Jiang Han raised his lips and smiled, looked at her with clear eyes, and teased: "You must have suffered a lot for this Jingjian meeting? Looking at your little face, you have been hungry for a while." .”

Gu Sheng's heart moved, he lowered his head in embarrassment, and replied: "Your Highness is laughing. Aunt Zhuangzhuang told me earlier that she is thinner and wears skirts to show her figure. Sheng'er really hasn't eaten properly for more than three months. It's over."

"I made you suffer." Jiang Han looked at her, lowered his voice, and whispered in a tone that only the two of them could hear: "Don't torment yourself like this in the future, I think you look better if you are plump. .”

Gu Sheng blushed, nodded slightly, and then picked up the chopsticks. It would have been better to be unrestrained just now, and began to taste the dishes in small bites, always remembering to maintain a dignified demeanor.

The Ninth Highness who was sitting opposite was very busy at the moment - there was a gentleman sitting on the left and right, and there were two people behind him, laughing and laughing.

On the other hand, that little brother Jungui, who was sitting next to His Highness the Ninth Prince, had been eating quietly all the time, and didn't seem to have the intention of competing with others to please the emperor.

This way was slightly different from the group of nobles who were vying to curry favor with His Highness the Ninth Prince, but it had a certain character, which made the two princes beside him secretly sigh sideways, but His Highness Ninth didn't seem to buy it, and didn't pay attention to his movements at all.

Seeing a table of beauties surrounded by His Highness the Ninth Prince, the Seventh Prince couldn't hold back, so the Fifth Prince joked from the side: "He should invite twenty or thirty beauties to the banquet, and there will always be one or two who are willing to accompany our brother Two, how could we have known that inviting five people is not enough?"

Hearing this, the Seventh Prince couldn't help sneering, shook his head in a self-deprecating manner, looked up at the serving maids, and joked, "Why don't we let them sit aside and count, so that we can save face."

Gu Sheng was also teased by the two princes, and he knew in his heart: After all, these nobles are not beautiful girls, even the princes can't force them, they can only choose who they want to curry favor with.

In this imperial city, apart from Emperor Qi You, the person the nobles want to cling to the most is His Highness the Ninth Prince.

This is not surprising, because choosing the eldest prince or the second imperial daughter will involve standing in line, and there will always be a day when the winner will be determined. Once the wrong bet is made, one's life will be lost.

The other two princes are not as good as Chaopin. From now on, no matter whether it is the salary farm, or the filial Bing Jingtan Jing below, they will not be able to compare with Chaopin.

But clinging to His Highness the Ninth Highness is foolproof, not only has the protection of the rules set by the ancestors, but also has the strength of the sky as the only one of Chaopin.

It just so happens that this little superstar is of mixed blood, and with just a stunning little face, he can dazzle the eyes of nobles and nobles. It is no wonder that so many leaders of the Jingjian Society in the previous life are rushing forward to succeed." was spoiled".

Because the noble little brother was sitting next to the Seventh Prince, although the Seventh Prince was not interested, seeing that the little brother looked a little lonely, he felt a bit of pity, so he took the initiative to talk to him: "This dish is also delicious ?”

The little brother bowed his head slightly and said: "The dishes are delicious, His Royal Highness has a heart."

The Seventh Prince smiled and said: "Today, outside the Dongli Pavilion, there are at least a dozen carriages waiting for you. It's rare that the little brother didn't slap our prince in the face. He accepted the invitation, and we should naturally take care of it." Some."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your love. Xiaosheng is ashamed. Today, I can be with..." The little brother looked sideways at the Ninth Highness surrounded by nobles, paused, and then continued sadly: "It's really amazing to be able to share a meal with all the emperors." The ancestors have already added everything, so how dare His Highness bother?"

The Seventh Prince saw the meaning of the little brother's eyes, so he called out to the Ninth Prince, "Ah Jiu, today we are the second place in the Jingjian Association, but I came here just for you. You should give him a toast anyway. We are the son of General Wen's mansion, Wen Ziyan, Mr. Wen."

The little brother couldn't help frowning.

The Seventh Prince mispronounced his name, which made him a little embarrassed, and it was difficult to correct him.

Unexpectedly, His Highness Ninth Prince squinted at him in his busy schedule, and said, "Wen Ziyan? Didn't he just say his name was Wen Ziyan?"

"Hey! Look at your memory!" The fifth prince immediately smoothed things over for his younger brother, and the seventh prince hastily apologized with a smile.

Wen Ziyan's heart was beating wildly at this time. He thought that His Highness Ninth Highness would never have any impression of him today, but he did not expect that the little prince could remember his name so clearly. Take it to heart!

Gu Sheng happened to see Wen Ziyan's face bowed with joy, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Brother, don't misunderstand, the little scum has a good memory and has no idea about you...

Wen Ziyan was arrogant by nature, originally he couldn't do anything to compete with others, he only planned to give up after this banquet, to extinguish the flame in his heart after watching the sword dance.

Seeing that His Highness Ninth Prince had a heart at this moment, his love was rekindled in his heart, and he didn't care about his usual reserve, so he took the initiative to strike up a conversation and said, "Xiaosheng was lucky today to witness a sword dance performed by His Highness Ninth Prince's celestial beauty, and I admire him very much! To have such a king with a hundred blades dance like a thunderbolt and stop like a sea is really amazing! Even Xiaosheng's father can't reach such a level!"

The few princes on the side had already heard the clues. This little Jungui was born in a general's family, so he knew some martial arts, but comparing his father with Chaopin, he really seemed to have never seen the world, and he was too flattering. father.

Jiang Chenyue didn't take it seriously, she turned her gaze to meet Wen Ziyan's, and asked in surprise, "Do you know swordsmanship?"

In the impression of His Highness the Ninth Prince, most of the nobles are as noble and coquettish as Gu Sheng, and they have always been very repulsive to weapons and martial arts.

Therefore, I was a little surprised to hear that the little brother recognized the sword.

"I dare not say I understand in front of His Highness the Ninth Palace." Wen Ziyan lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, and replied neither humble nor overbearing: "If there is a chance, Xiaosheng would like to discuss with His Highness for a lesson or two."

His Highness Ninth Prince was so frightened that his peach blossom eyes widened. There was a nobleman who wanted to compete with others...

Gu Sheng, who was at the table, was also very surprised at this time. Jungui who practiced martial arts is indeed rare, and most of them practice dancing and piano. This book is also suitable for Jungui who is sensitive to vocal music and dancing.

If it is martial arts, even if it takes several times the time of nobles, the body you have trained is just a fist and legs. It is difficult to defend yourself, so why waste your energy?

Perhaps the nobles born in the General's Mansion will be different...

Gu Sheng shrugged, and was about to continue eating, when she saw a certain pale golden eyes staring at her out of the corner of her eye, she hurriedly raised her head to meet that gaze, and saw Jiang Chenyue smiling at her with the corners of her lips curled up.

Gu Sheng pouted, of course she knew what the little scum was laughing at, didn't she just dislike her not being as good at swordsmanship as other nobles?

What's the comparison?If we have the ability, let's compare the lute, the zither, and the zither!

When the two were "fighting" in the air with their eyes, Jiang Chenyue's shallow pupils turned slightly.

Seeing Gu Sheng sitting between the second princess and the fifth prince, Jiang Chenyue's eyes were puzzled for a moment, as if she just realized that her companion was sitting too far away from her, her face suddenly sank.

"..." Gu Sheng hurriedly lowered his head and retracted his neck, losing the battle.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Sheng felt that the anger of the scum that rushed towards him almost drowned him.

Gu Sheng began to lose his taste for food, and didn't dare to lift his head, so he stared at the half pig's trotter left on his plate in a daze.

On the side, Jiang Han wondered, "Why don't you eat?"

Gu Sheng smiled bitterly: "I can't eat anymore, I have to digest it."

"How many dishes have just been served?" Jiang Han slightly frowned at her, then turned to look at a Ruyi Xianbei roll that had just been served, then took a spare bowl and chopsticks, picked one up and put it in front of Gu Sheng, Wen Sheng said: "Taste this."

Gu Sheng obediently wanted to raise her hand to touch her, but suddenly felt trembling on her back, and couldn't help raising her head to look at the opposite side, and saw His Highness Ninth Prince was still staring straight at her, his face seemed to be swept by a strong wind, and it was so cold that it was covered with icy slag...

No way... No way...

Gu Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly put down his chopsticks again, evading: "I really can't eat anymore, thank you Your Highness for your kindness."

Jiang Han blinked. As far as Gu Sheng's food intake in private meetings with her was concerned, he ate too little today. How could he not be able to eat anymore?

Looking back at the dishes, Jiang Han persuasively advised: "That five-spice tripe shreds is also your favorite dish, and the taste of this restaurant is particularly unique, try some more—"

On the opposite side, His Highness Ninth Prince's eyes turned to Second Sister Huang, a pair of peach-blossom pupils slowly narrowed, the doubts in his eyes became more serious, and he muttered to himself: "On weekdays?"

Jiang Chenyue seldom met Huang Jie in the school on weekdays, even if she happened to meet by chance when school was over, she did not take Gu Sheng to the restaurant together, she couldn't help wondering where this "ordinary day" came from.

Gu Sheng gets along with the little scum day and night, and this kind of sympathy is probably also cultivated. At this moment, he seems to have felt the storm behind the silence on the other side, and hastily shirked: "Sheng'er is really a little bit overwhelmed, wait a little longer... "

"Enough?" Jiang Han looked at her with a half-smile, and teased, "This king is..."

"Second sister."

A cold voice suddenly came from the opposite side.

Jiang Han was suddenly interrupted, raised his head, and saw Jiang Chenyue staring at him, and said with a blank expression: "She has already said, she can't eat."