After the divorce, the princess was forced to raise a sickly villain

The farce ended with the Ling brothers and sisters kneeling down to admit their mistakes, but they were reluctant to admit their mistakes. The beautiful Ling Xue's eyes turned red, and she looked like a young wife who was bullied by her evil mother-in-law but dared not resist. She easily captured the sympathy of most men present.

After all, many men are born with a sense of superiority and like to protect the weak - even the daughter of the Ling family who is in charge of military power and has the support of Concubine Duan is not weak at all.

However, compared with the powerful Chu Qinghuang, Ling Xue can barely be considered weak. Everyone dared not say anything, but they believed in their hearts that even if Chu Qinghuang finally got the upper hand, it was the Princess who took advantage of her power to bully others and make trouble from beginning to end.

By the way, who posted a message to the Princess today?

She whips people at will, and a woman who likes to confiscate property when she is unhappy, shouldn't she stay in the Princess's mansion to wield swords and guns? Why did you come to this poetic place to disturb their interest and ruin their good mood?

Everyone was muttering in their hearts, but no one dared to speak nonsense.

Even Chu Yiling had to stay still for a while.

"It's getting late, let's start the event now."

A woman in a water-green dress slowly came over with four maids and saluted Chu Qinghuang: "My concubine Lu, meet Her Royal Highness the Princess."

She is the Princess of An County who is responsible for hosting the Liushang Poetry Meeting today. She is about 27 or 28 years old and is also a member of the royal family.

Her husband, Prince An, is the cousin of several princes of the present, but he did not participate in the battle for the throne of any prince. He usually behaves in a low-key and unpretentious style. He does not like to show off among the royal dignitaries, so his presence is extremely low.

The ladies and the young men walked separately, and several young men who got along well with each other walked together. There were also a few friends who often interacted with each other in the circle of ladies who gathered together, and the others were people who had their own minds.

"The weather is nice today." Wen Zhan walked beside Chu Qinghuang, smiling gently, "Your Highness, are you interested in sitting together?"

Chu Qinghuang silently looked at the men and women who had gathered by the stream, nodded slowly, walked over with Wen Zhan, and chose a place with few people to sit down.

"Before the Qushui Liushang begins, we can write a poem to warm up." A woman in pink clothes laughed loudly, "What do you think?"

"That's a good idea." A girl in a goose yellow dress nodded in agreement, "Why not use Qushui Liushang as the theme... Today, the Sixth Princess is the most respected, so why not start with the Sixth Princess?"

Chu Yiling glanced at the girl who was speaking, and reprimanded her in a fake tone: "Just for this sentence, you should be beaten. Who is the most respected?"

The woman who was speaking was stunned, and then she seemed to react and pretended to hit herself: "Look at my memory. The Seventh Princess has just been conferred the title of the Princess, so the Princess should be the most respected."

As she said that, she turned her head to look at Chu Qinghuang, and said in a humble tone: "I wonder if Her Royal Highness the Princess is interested?"

However, the superficial humility could not hide the contempt in her heart. This flower-crazy idiot only knew how to wield swords and guns all day long, relying on her brute force to whip others at will, and forced into the mansion when she met a good-looking man. Can she write poems?

It's a joke.

It's better to see how she makes a fool of herself today.

"Seventh sister is not good at this, don't embarrass her." Chu Yiling smiled gently.

The girl was surprised when she heard it: "Your Highness the Princess is not good at writing poems?"

Chu Qinghuang looked at them coldly, singing in unison, her voice was so light that no emotion could be heard: "What's your name?"

The woman was startled and suddenly quieted down.

"I'm asking you a question." Chu Qinghuang's voice was cold, "What's your name?"

No matter whether the other people beside the stream were close or far away, they all noticed that the atmosphere was wrong at this moment, and their eyes fell on them at the same time, with some obvious doubts and uneasiness in their eyes.

What's wrong?

The woman in the goose yellow dress looked pale, and she might have finally realized that the princess in front of her had a fickle temper, and said uneasily: "Your Highness... Your Highness Wen Shang."

Wen Shang?

Chu Qinghuang looked at her silently.

The girl had a small oval face, fair and tender skin, and a well-proportioned figure. She was wearing a satin skirt that was commonly worn by women from aristocratic families. The material was high-quality, but not top-notch and expensive.

The clothes reveal the person.

This girl's family background must not be bad, but among the many legitimate daughters of princesses, princesses, or powerful ministers, she seemed a little ordinary... Hmm? Her last name was Wen?

Chu Qinghuang turned to look at Wen Zhan: "Yours?"

Wen Zhan nodded slowly: "To be precise, she is Wen Li's biological sister."

As for him, she was not born from the same mother.

Chu Qinghuang understood, and her eyes fell back on Wen Chang's face: "Do you know that your father's position as Shangshu was recommended by me to the emperor?"

Wen Chang bit her lip, "Your servant... your servant..."

"If you make me unhappy today, I can go to the emperor at any time to impeach Lord Wen for not educating his daughter properly." Chu Qinghuang flicked her sleeves, "When your father is dismissed, will he beat you to pieces when he returns?"

Wen Chang's face turned pale, and she knelt down with a plop: "Your servant knows the crime! Princess, calm down, I know I was wrong!"

Everyone was strangely silent, and then turned their heads to look at the flowing stream in front of them.

I'm afraid today's Liushang Poetry Meeting will not be held. With Chu Qinghuang here, this place will only become a place for her to bully others and show off her power. How can they play?