C233 estrangement

Hua Rong had long heard Wan Wan talk about how Wang Junhua used methods to get to know the various factions of people, and if this were to continue, it would be even more difficult to expose her identity. She wanted to make Wang Junhua "show his face" so he sang the same tune as Wan Wan: "Hehe, Madam Qin's memory is really bad. Once, our clan accidentally fell into the Jinying, and we personally saw the Fourth Prince save the Madam Qin, how could we not remember? "

Wan Wan laughed out loud: "Madam Qin is such an intelligent person, it can be seen that I am shocked. Not only can I not remember you, I can't even remember you …"

Everyone knew that Hua Rong had fallen into the Jinying and escaped by herself, but the first time they heard that Wang Junhua was actually saved by the Fourth Prince of Jin Guo, they all whispered amongst themselves.

In the beginning, there was a competitive attitude between the two of them, but when some of the girls saw that she was flattering them, they were already glaring at her; and when even Wu Jinnu and the others saw that she was being pampered by the Shangguan Family, even though it was a balancing act, it showed that the hairpin was still an eyesore to them.

Wang Junhua had never been in such an awkward situation before, but he still felt guilty. He opened his eyes wide and was tongue-tied, after a long while, his heart moved, he looked at Princess Tianwei.

She was a princess and was about to leave the pavilion, so her reputation was even more important than his. Just as she was about to speak, Wu Jinnu saw that the situation was not good, and anxiously said: The tea ceremony is here, everyone please try to taste the snacks first.

Only then did the awkward atmosphere ease down slightly. Wang Junhua hurriedly took out a piece of dessert and gave it to Pan Xianfei: "'s wife, try it first …"

The Pan Xianfei had a good relationship with her, but when she saw that she was being embarrassed, she started to berate Wan Wan: "Princess cannot listen to the rumours of the captives, our sister has already met with misfortune, why must you make it worse?"

Hua Rong saw that this foolish woman actually used a big hat to pin Wan Wan down. Was Wang Junhua her sister? Wang Junhua is a spy for the Fourth Prince! Wan Wan was unable to contain her anger, Hua Rong smiled faintly and looked at Wan Wan. Wan Wan was about to retort back, but she held back.

Wang Junhua heaved a sigh of relief, he knew that he had to not show weakness at this time, otherwise, he would really be someone who he could teach. However, when he saw the strange looks from the other women, he felt uneasy. He knew that the gossip between women was very powerful and would probably spread in less than a day.

Wan Wan said in a low voice: "flower sister, this hairpin was given to her by Shangguan Family."

No wonder!

Hua Rong was a little confused at that moment. She didn't know what Zhao Deji was planning, but he told Wang Junhua that she would have some suspicions in front of him. Could it be that the moment he turned around and gave Wang Junhua some rewards, he became sincere in her relationship with him?

However, according to her understanding of Zhao Deji, when a catastrophe struck, she did not even care about Pan Xianfei, Wu Jinnu and the others.

The reason why she came to the banquet was not because of the invitation from the Pan Xianfei. Her main goal was to see how Wang Junhua was doing, to judge her influence, and to consider her next step.

She was holding a cup of tea as Wan Wan sat there angrily. Even though it was full of chrysanthemums, there was no joy in watching it.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a report: "The emperor has arrived."

Everyone immediately knelt down to welcome him, Zhao Deji laughed out loud, "Everyone, no need to stand on ceremony.

When Wang Junhua saw the emperor appear, it was as if a great savior had appeared. Inadvertently, he sat next to Wu Jinnu at the emperor's right hand side. She secretly observed the seating arrangements and saw that, other than the consorts, he was the one sitting closest to the Son of Heaven, and the most respected one, while Hua Rong was sitting at an inconspicuous place.

She was very happy with this formless arrangement.

Everyone stood up, Zhao Deji sat on the Dragon Throne s, looked around, waved his hand, looked at the beautiful women fighting, and was truly elated: "Since we are here to enjoy the flowers, how can we not have a topic?"

Zhang Yingying was obedient and said, "Next month is His Majesty's birthday. Your highness's birthday is Tianning Festival, why not His Majesty choose a name for it?"

Zhao Deji laughed: "Zhang's wife knows me. Alright, you all can write a name for each of us. To enjoy the flowers today, we are all fighting for the beauty, we might as well enjoy the show, whoever's chosen is today's Flos Lonicerae. "

Women were extremely confident in their own beauty, so when they saw the Emperor like this, they were naturally eager to give it a try. Especially Wang Junhua, who had the intention to compete for Flos Lonicerae s, had his own ulterior motives.

The eunuchs and palace maid s brought paper and pens over, and the illiterate cultivators of Ladies naturally sat and watched from the sidelines. The literate people were at their peak, and they racked their brains to display their own calligraphy and intelligence.

When Hua Rong saw Zhao Deji excitedly drinking with Wu Jinnu and the others, she was shocked. Only now did she understand why the Kanggong had kept on saying "We are like emperors". One had to know that the female servants present were not all his concubines. Most of them were the wives of ministers from outside the palace.

Wan Wan and Tian Wei were also depressed, but they did not dare to disobey their orders, so they could only raise their pens and write as they pleased.

Zhao Deji who was in the crowd, naturally had already seen Hua Rong, but seeing that she was pure and elegant, her appearance looked even more dignified than before she was sick, her heart was gloomy, this was an indescribable loss — — No matter what, this woman wasn't his. She was already a wife for another woman, and was also unlike Wang Junhua, who could take the initiative to approach her.

He knew that Yue Pengju was not Qin Gui, especially after escaping to sea, he knew the importance of being a trusted general. In all of the imperial and foreign countries, Yue Pengju was the number one, and had no choice but to negotiate with the Golden Man, in order to make peace. Otherwise, they would not have the ability to negotiate. He was secretly afraid of Yue Pengju's bravery and definitely did not dare to be like Qin Gui, dyeing the top of his head with a "green" color. Like this, this kind of subtle mentality made him suddenly feel a kind of unspeakable faint hatred — — Even if this woman did not die, he would not be able to get her himself! If that was the case, then why did he want to get close to her?

Seeing that Hua Rong did not bring up the brush, he was even more displeased. But he did not say anything, and only focused on drinking the wine that Zhang Yingying and the others sent over.

Ladies finished writing one by one, he accepted it and handed it over to Zhao Deji. Zhao Deji praised as he read, he went back and forth to choose between Wang Junhua's "Carnival" and Wu Jinnu's "Heavenly Sin Festival", but when it came to deciding, it was hard to differentiate between the two.

Seeing that he had been chosen, Wang Junhua was extremely happy, but he deliberately replied humbly: "Servant has shallow knowledge, I dare not compare to you."

How could Wu Jinnu not know her thoughts? She then said, "The Carnival is the birthday of the hidden Emperor of the Han Dynasty."

Zhao Deji was overjoyed, clapping his hands and laughing as he said, "Thank god the Lady Wu is renowned throughout the ages, if not, wouldn't she be reputed by a lot?"

Wu Jinnu then said, "Ever since chenqie served Your Majesty, she has been studying diligently, and does not dare to neglect this task."

Wang Junhua hated Wu Jinnu from the bottom of his heart, but she was satisfied with the results.

Zhao Deji laughed and said: "According to Lady Wu's words, it is decided as Heavenly Sin Festival, and Lady Wu is today's well-deserved Flos Lonicerae. And Madam Qin is also a talented person, so she will become a vice Flos Lonicerae … "

This term "vice Flos Lonicerae" made Wang Junhua very happy, and made him even happier than if he had won his place. palace maid brought two blossoming chrysanthemums over, and Zhao Deji took them himself to give Wu Jinnu a hairpin as well as a flower hairpin.

Wang Junhua kneeled on the ground and expressed his gratitude, "In the past, the Servant's Prime Minister had the principal superior's hairpin, and today, I have also gotten the Shangguan Family's hairpin, which is a great kindness, it is truly a blessing from the ancestors …"

What a great ancestor, Liufang.

All the female servants busied themselves with congratulating the Son of Heaven, and the two Flos Lonicerae s.

Hua Rong sat at the side, feeling a chill down her spine. She understood what the Son of Heaven looked like.

"My emperor seems to be the emperor". Such a person wanting to revive the Da Song was undoubtedly a pipe dream.

Zhao Deji looked at Hua Rong unintentionally, but seeing that she did not open his mouth to start a holiday, and did not even raise his brush to write one, he felt slightly unhappy, and said indifferently: "Madame Yue, why not write it? Don't you know how to read? "

Hua Rong smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Ever since Hua Rong was injured, I have never held a brush. I almost forgot how to write it.

The first time he called her "Madame Yue", Hua Rong replied with "Your Majesty". Subconsciously, the "Ninth Prince" and "Rong Er" disappeared into the flourishing dust of the Imperial Palace.

As the Flos Lonicerae made it up, the climax of the banquet was here. Wearing the imperial chrysanthemum, Wang Junhua chatted happily with the rest as he toasted Zhao Deji one cup after another.

Ladies very quickly started a new game, drinking and talking to each other. With each word, one must come up with a poem. The consorts were the most active, and their exclamations were in full swing. Wu Jinnu looked around. All these years, she had understood the thoughts of the Shangguan Family the best. Even though he kept her distance from Hua Rong, the Shangguan Family was temperamental and no one knew whether he meant it or not. As a result, after seeing this, she tactfully and tactfully arranged the words to Hua Rong, so that every time she waited, she would leave the words and not ruin her mood.

Just like that, everyone was happy, on the surface, it was all a lively scene. Even Zhao Deji did not feel that anything was amiss, he took a glance around, but felt that the entire garden was filled with happiness.

Wang Junhua, after all, did not read much. This caused everyone to laugh out loud. Wan Wan was so angry that her eyeballs were about to pop out, but Tian Wei was secretly hurt. She just wished that she marry out quickly, and stay in the palace as little as possible.

Wang Junhua brought his wine cup over, looking complacent. On his head, he shook the golden hairpin and the golden chrysanthemum: "I offer my cup to the princess."

Tianwei forced himself to drink it.

She walked towards Wan Wan, but Wan Wan tilted her head and snorted coldly, "I don't drink, don't worry."

Zhao Deji shouted, "Wan Wan, this Madam Qin has good intentions for you, why don't you drink?"

Wan Wan hated him so much that she did not dare to defy The elder brother of the nine's wishes in the end.

Wang Junhua didn't think much of it and walked towards Hua Rong: "Madame Yue, you are such a heroic hero, this slave has always admired you. Since I had the chance today, I decided to express my feelings and toast to you …"

Hua Rong laughed faintly, and without even looking at the wine cup beside him, she did not stand up, and only said: "Many thanks for Madam Qin's good intentions. Those who don't know anything, would think that Madam Qin is today's mistress. The Da Song's wine can't be compared with the Jinguo's fat pork plate. "