After Princess Duan Min's opening remarks, the chrysanthemum appreciation banquet officially began. The maids in palace attire brought up pots of carefully tended orange flowers. Almost every one of them was an extremely rare treasure, attracting waves of admiration.

Voice.

"The lightness and elegance of orange flowers is what I admire the most. There are many talented women sitting below with quick thinking. Why not write some orange flower poems for everyone to appreciate and add some atmosphere to this orange flower feast. Of course

This leader can also be rewarded by this palace."

The faces of the talented women who had spoken had expressions of eagerness to try. Qingluan was not good at writing poems, and he had no idea of ​​shining in the banquet. He just drank tea and watched the talented women showing off their talents.

The reputation of the most talented woman in Beijing is certainly not unfounded. The first place in the Juhua poem was taken by Gu Qingyu. However, what surprised Qingluan was that Wei Qingyu also wrote a poem and ranked among the top three.

The first two were both well-known talented women in Beijing, but the third one had never been heard of, which made Princess Duan Min a little more curious.

"Who is this Wei Qingyu? A girl from the Wei family, the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion?" She held the paper with her fingers painted in bright red, but her eyes looked at the aunt in palace clothes next to her.

"Princess, this girl is the second wife of the Wei family. If you say it, she can also be regarded as a member of the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion."

"Oh, come up here and let me, the princess, have a look."

Immediately, a palace maid took the order and left. After a while, Wei Qingyu followed the palace maid to the front and gave Wei Qingluan a proud look when she passed by.

In order to shine on today's occasion, she has made full preparations. Wei Qingluan is nothing, in the final analysis, she is just a yellow-haired girl with no talent and appearance.

"Little girl has seen the princess." Wei Qingyu saluted to the person above her, her drooping eyelids covered the enthusiasm in her eyes. Princess Duan Min was so aloof and noble, and she hoped that one day she could achieve that.

the height of.

"Get up." Princess Duanmin raised her eyes slightly, "Did you write this poem? It's not bad. This green jade hairpin is for you."

Princess Duan Min waved her hand, and the maid on the side brought the green jade hairpin to Qing Yu. Qing Yu's face was happy and she kowtowed to thank the princess.

"By the way, I remember that Wei Yanqing still has a daughter. Will she come to the banquet today?" Princess Duan Min changed the conversation to Qingluan.

Qingluan was not close to the princess's seat, but just enough to hear her words clearly. A few doubts flashed through his mind, so he gathered his thoughts and stood up to greet her.

Wei Qingyu's heart froze, feeling that Wei Qingluan was like an annoying fly, always hovering around her no matter what.

"Are you Wei Yanqing's daughter?" Princess Duan Min's eyes fell on Qingluan.

Qingluan suddenly felt like a thorn in his back. The princess's gaze was not as gentle as her tone. It was 30% critical and 70% sharp. Could it be that the Wei family had offended Princess Duan Min? Qingluan's heart sank, and his face

But there is calmness in it.

After a full cup of tea, Princess Duanmin never let Qingluan get up, and the atmosphere in the pavilion became heavy for a while. Wei Qingyu felt a little relieved that she had been rewarded by the princess.
Chapter completed!