When the team from the Chenwang Mansion arrived in front of the gate of Xuefei Villa, many carriages had been parked outside the villa, and the banquet had already begun for a long time.

Xia Qingyao whispered to Madam Song: "The banquet seems to have begun?"

Madam Song smiled: "The princess has never liked such occasions, but it is great to be able to come and have a walk around."

The arrogance and superiority in words can make Xia Qingyao understand that Cheng's family was deliberately belated for the purpose of demonstrating their identity.

Xia Qingyao and Madam Song got out of the car one after another and turned to support Cheng.

Cheng was wearing a round necklace with grape purple woven gold-woven flower peacock pattern and a gold-inlaid red plum blossom hairpin. The exquisite makeup perfectly covered his pale face, and he was charming and charming.

Shaking the sandalwood fan, when Murong Tong got out of the car and walked closer, Cheng smiled and said, "Let's go, don't go too far to go to the banquet today. Watch more, listen more, and make friends with more people."

"Yes, Mother, my son knows."

Murong Tong saluted seriously. When he stood up, his eyes fell on Xia Qingyao and his eyes were filled with stunning.

Seeing that his son was like this, Cheng did not take it to his heart. He only curled his bright red lips and smiled, then put his hand on Xia Qingyao's arm and walked towards Xuefei Villa.

In front of the villa, the manager saw Princess Cheng and his group coming, and hurriedly went to the orders to spread the word. Then he came forward with a smile and gave a big gift.

"The villain has met Princess Chen and the second young master."

Cheng smiled and nodded, shook the hollow carved sandalwood fan, and walked slowly into the door: "I am late for this princess, but have all the guests arrived?"

The manager is a personal talent, so he immediately picked up the important people and replied: "The guests have arrived. At this moment, the wife of Zhenyuan Hou and the daughter of the princess, as well as the mighty general's wife and the prince, are all talking with the eldest princess."

"It's because I'm late," Cheng smiled slightly, turned to Murong Tong and said, "Didn't you admire the mighty general for a long time? After reading so many military tactics, you can meet the major general today, and you can also compete with each other."

Murong Tong immediately understood that his mother was hinting that she had made friends with the son of the mighty general Zhao Wu, and immediately smiled and said, "It's still the mother who understands her son."

Xia Qingyao and Madam Song kept holding Cheng left and right, and the manager was making fun of him. The group entered Xuefei Villa and walked along the corridor through the exquisite courtyard like a garden.

Gradually, the melodious orchestra sounds became clearer and clearer, and sometimes the voices of men and women were heard.

Xia Qingyao helped Cheng into a moon gate, and the scenery in front of him was really eye-catching.

The garden here is built by the water, with pavilions and pavilions on the water surface, and gauze curtains rolling in the wind, and you can vaguely see the figure of the musician.

The melodious music comes through the waves of water, which makes it more memorable.

A half-person-high flower wall is set up in the middle of the large open space in front of the lotus pond, which separates the male guests and female relatives from the left and right, but the height of the flower wall does not block the view, so you can see the opposite side clearly.

There are seats under the flower wall. If you are interested, you can sit down and have a tea and have a "back to back" chat with the destined person opposite the flower wall.

"Princess Chen is here."

"I haven't seen each other for many days, Princess Chen's complexion has improved."

...

As we walked towards the first place of the female guest, the noble ladies we saw along the way brought their daughters to greet Cheng.

Murong Tong was walking not far away, separated from them by a flower wall, which attracted many daughters to look at each other secretly, and then her cheeks were flushed with shyness.

Cheng exchanged greetings all the way, while Xia Qingyao just followed Cheng and was responsible for being an accompanying imperial physician.

However, inadvertently raised his eyes, he saw the exquisitely made-up Su Zhang and Su Yurou wearing a dark purple veil looking here.

A lilac flower was painted on Su Yurou's forehead, which complemented today's three small buns and white jade hairpin.

The deep and shallow purple gauze dress on her body whispered in the wind, making her look dignified and gentle, like a fairy, and with her affectionate look at Murong Tong...

Xia Qingyao lowered his eyes and sneered, and helped Cheng approach.

"Sister Dexian." Cheng saw Princess Dexian and greeted him with a smile.

Princess Dexian is the cousin of King Chen.

"Don't be too polite, I see that your body is much better." Princess Dexian wore an emerald ring and grabbed Cheng's hands with a chubby hand.

Su Zhang took Su Yurou to the front and saluted Cheng together.

Cheng and Su Zhang exchanged some greetings.

Seeing that Cheng and his mother had a great time, Su Yurou came forward to salute:

"I have seen the princess, but I haven't seen each other for a few days. The princess has become more and more charming."

Cheng smiled and nodded, and did not look at Su Yurou for a long time. Then he greeted a tall and handsome woman next to her, who was slightly dark and had a very bright appearance:

"Mrs. Chen, I've been missing for many years, so it's always good?"

The wife of the mighty general Zhao Wu is surnamed Chen.

When a woman has a noble enough identity, to show respect, she should be called by the woman's surname instead of just calling her husband's surname.

"My wife is very good, Princess Duolaochen is worried." Mrs. Chen smiled and greeted.

Cheng then walked towards the first place with Princess Dexian, Mrs. Chen, and Mrs. Su Zhang.

Su Yurou was ignored, biting her lips and feeling embarrassed. She looked at Xia Qingyao walking beside Princess Chen and became more and more angry.

But when his eyes swept across the flower wall and faced Murong Tong's eyes, Su Yurou returned to her pitiful appearance and gave him a look of "Don't worry".

Murong Tong saw Su Yurou's slender waist and a fairy-like appearance. Looking back on the years when she saw her dancing posture like a fairy-shooting woman, her heart softened and she smiled at her.

Su Yurou felt very calm.

In the first place, Princess Dexian was in the middle, with Princess Chen Cheng, Mrs. Chen, Mrs. Zhenyuan Hou, and Mrs. Chen. Going to both sides, there were many noble ladies from noble families and official wives from Qingliu family in turn.

While he was laughing, the performance interrupted by Princess Chen continued.

The beautiful girl from the Zuo family had a blushing complexion, and playing a pipa made the hall full of colors.

The beauty of the right family, with a willow waist and a flower-like dance, was amazed by everyone.

On the other side of the flower wall, there was also a voice of a man reciting poems and writing poems. There were people paying attention to each other on both sides of the flower wall, as if they were looking at each other’s marriage.

Xia Qingyao stood behind Cheng and admired the singing and dancing with great interest. The noble girls' skills were used at this time, which was really pleasing to the eye.

The young men on the other side of the flower wall have a feeling of "peacock spreading their tails", which is really interesting.

Just then, the lady who had just played a guzheng smiled and said, "Sister Su must have prepared a dance today. Why not be as good as Sister Su who danced a song, and the younger sister was willing to accompany her."

Su Yurou stood up with a smile and smiled shyly: "Thank you, Sister Liu, I don't plan to dance this year, but I plan to draw a painting to cheer up."

"Oh?" As soon as someone wanted to draw, the mighty general's wife, Chen, asked with interest, "Ms. Su is good at painting? This is very good."

"I just understood a little and made a bad impression in front of Mrs. Chen." Su Yurou smiled modestly.

While speaking, a maid prepared a painting table, a pen, ink, paper and ink.

Su Yurou held her sleeves and exposed a small piece of white wrist. She held the brush with her jade fingers and dipped it in thick ink. Soon, a picture of a fierce tiger climbing the mountain appeared on the paper.

Mrs. Chen had already gotten up to the painting table when she finished writing. At this time, she looked down at the tiger up the mountain on the paper and said in surprise: "Is this Xu Bai's brushwork? How can you draw Xu Bai's tiger picture?"

Looking back at Su Zhang, he exclaimed repeatedly: "Mrs. Zhenyuan Hou is good at teaching his daughter. Xu Bai has not appeared for more than 20 years. There are very few authentic works of Xu Bai circulating in the world. But Miss Su can draw seventy-six points, which is really amazing."

Su Zhang stood up, his proud look almost unable to cover up, and said modestly: "Mrs. Chen is too much, and the little girl is just imitating the fur."

Su Yurou was so happy that the corners of her mouth were raised, and she faced Murong Tong's praise-looking eyes not far from the other side of the flower wall, so happy that she couldn't help but smile.

Murong Tong was a little more satisfied with Su Yurou.

He knew that Su Yurou was good at imitating Xu Bai's brushwork, especially at drawings of tigers, and also knew that the mighty general's wife Chen especially liked Xu Bai's paintings.

A few days ago, when Su Yurou lived in Prince Chen's Mansion, Murong Tong had seen her paintings many times and was sure that her paintings would definitely catch the eyes of the general's wife.

In this way, Su Yurou could talk to General Weiwei's wife, and his connection with General Weiwei's mansion could be established from it.

Murong Tong smiled gently and approvingly at Su Yurou.

Su Yurou suddenly felt that she had suffered so much that she had been wiped out. Seeing Xia Qingyao, who was still watching the fun behind Princess Chen, her eyes immediately turned around and her plans came to her heart.

"Mrs. Chen is really a bad girl. She has been taught by her mother since she was a child and has always lived in simplicity. In addition to poetry, songs and essays, painting is the biggest hobby of the little girl."

Princess Dexian smiled and said, "Miss Su's wife is outstanding in virtue, and a woman obeys the three and four virtues. She should not leave the door and not step into the two doors."

What this said is somewhat ironic.

Princess Cheng looked at the painting and was busy looking at the paintings. She had not heard anything wrong with Mrs. Chen, and she lowered her eyes and said nothing.

This woman is a woman who has nothing to do with "not leaving the door without going out of the door".

Xia Qingyao raised his eyebrows.

What is Su Yurou trying to express?

She lived in simplicity and practiced good paintings. It would be undesirable for other women to show up in public among men to be imperial physicians?

This is a bit too much of a blow.

Su Yurou walked beside Mrs. Chen, introducing the details of the painting, while carefully speaking, she smiled after a while:

"Actually, the little girl likes to copy Mr. Xu Bai's tiger picture when she has nothing to do. However, the little girl is stupid and can only imitate a little similarity. She is not as talented as Miss Xia."

The last four words are very light in pronunciation, and they also bring a bit of envy and admiration.

When the people present heard this, their faces changed.

Xia Qingyao narrowed his eyes,

Tsk tsk, Su Yurou played with this hand and killed her again.

On the other side of the flower wall, Murong Zheng, who had been drinking with a black-faced boy, stood up and looked towards Xia Qingyao.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The black-faced boy also stood up and stretched his neck to look here.

Seeing the two of them moving, the young people around them also looked at each other curiously.

Su Yurou blushed and looked at Xia Qingyao with admiration. Although she did not clearly state Xia Qingyao's identity, her appearance clearly means that Xia Qingyao painted better than her!

Su Zhang's eyes turned and knew Su Yurou's plan. Thinking that he had suffered so much guilt on his face a few days ago, and the culprit was the dead girl, he immediately cooperated and said:

"Oh? Then why not, Miss Xia will come and present a painting for Mrs. Chen, right? She can present a painting to Mrs. Chen, but for such a huge glory, Miss Xia should not refuse."
Chapter completed!