Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

In order to anger Xie Yun, Nangong Suisui had a drinking party with others at the male guests' table in the garden, making a group of noble men drunk.

Under the influence of alcohol, these young men who could still maintain their gentlemanly demeanor soon showed their true colors and talked about some unsavory things without hesitation.

This is nothing at first. When men get together, they have their favorite topics.

But as we talked about this topic, it led to Wen Yin.

A fat young man with a big head and big ears said, "Did you see just now that the young lady from Feng Xiangfu is quite pretty?"

A thin young man with a deer head and rat eyes said: "What's the use of being good-looking? My mother said you can't marry such a person of unknown origin."

An ugly young man with big buck teeth said, "Isn't it because her origins are unknown? Although Feng Xiang claimed that she was his daughter, he didn't say a word about her mother."

The short young man with a pockmarked face said: "Only people who are born in a low-profile family need a fig leaf to hide their shame. So, although Miss Feng has a father who is the prime minister, no one has proposed marriage yet. How pitiful!"

Several young men laughed together.

The fat and big-eared young man added: "Seeing how pitiful she is, we will find a matchmaker to come to our door another day. Maybe Feng Xianghui will nod and promise her to be a concubine to one of us..."

Several young men burst into laughter.

The deer-headed and mouse-eyed young master added: "I can consider being a concubine, but it is absolutely impossible to be a wife! Then we will find the ugliest matchmaker and come to the door with two chickens. Anyway, she is not worthy of a better one. It’s a matchmaker, isn’t it?”

Nangong Suisui had already brought his wine glass to harm others, and there was no one in his right mind here, and he was making obscene laughter one after another.

But they were very close to the female guests' table. Wen Yin, who was not popular at the female guests' table, heard these words clearly from beginning to end.

She didn't show much emotion, she just held the veil tightly.

The ladies sitting next to her saw that she was so humiliated and did not react, so they thought she was a soft persimmon and started to make trouble for her one after another.

The lady from the Household Secretary's family taunted: "Miss Feng, those young masters' words are really unpleasant. What are they talking about?"

"Are you just going to sit back and watch them throw dirty words at you? If you don't resist, people may think you have been wronged and have nothing to say!"

The daughter of the Minister of Etiquette added another word: "But we have one thing to say. Everyone has many speculations about Miss Feng's identity, and some speculations are even more ugly than what the young masters say."

"Miss Feng, in order to break the rumors, you still need to clarify, lest the rumors get worse..."

The daughter of the Marquis of Zhennan echoed: "Speaking of this, I am very curious about Miss Feng's mother. Is it true that Miss Feng's mother is from the building..."

"That's why Feng Xiang didn't mention her. It's not what I thought, right?"

Facing these malicious words, Wen Yin trembled all over, and the tears she was holding back were about to roll down.

In those days when I was living with my mother, all I could think about was the anxiety about what to eat next. I had no time to make friends and rarely interacted with outsiders, let alone facing such a situation.

She wanted to retort several times, but her anger made her speechless and she couldn't say a word.

She wanted to slap these hypocritical people several times, but she never had the courage.

At this time, she thought of the things she had done in front of her father, and suddenly felt that she was so ridiculous and ridiculous.

Perhaps only those who care about themselves will tolerate their bad temper, but unfortunately, her sharpness has severely pierced the people around her.

She hated these people who bullied her unscrupulously, and even more hated herself for being so cowardly and incompetent.

Intense anger and sadness intertwined, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

The noble ladies could only cry silently when they saw her, but they had no ability to resist, and the contempt in their eyes became even stronger.

The lady from the Household Secretary's family continued to add insult to injury: "Miss Feng, you are not interesting enough. Why are you crying when you say you are crying? Those who don't know better think we are bullying you!"

The daughter of the Zhennan Hou family covered her lips and said with a smile: "Miss Feng's old background has been revealed, and she can't lose her face. Can't you cry in a hurry?"

The daughter of the Minister of Etiquette looked displeased: "Miss Feng, that's not true, is it? If the rumors are wrong, why don't you clarify it? How can you cry and lie to us?"

The young lady from the Household Secretary's house smiled contemptuously: "After all, you can't stand out on the stage, and you look like a lowly and poor person. It's unlucky for me to meet someone like you. It's really unlucky!"

After saying that, she stood up and left the seat.

The daughter of the Marquis of Zhennan glanced at her coldly: "Why are you crying! Only a promiscuous woman can use tears to win sympathy!"

"It seems that the rumors are right, you are just a shameless bastard, otherwise you wouldn't be acting like this!"

Wen Yin clutched the handkerchief tightly, and tears fell down uncontrollably.

Through the hazy tearful eyes, these ugly faces were twisted and hideous.

She only knew that the world was dangerous, but she didn't know that there were so many dirty thoughts hidden under the bright appearance.

How ironic, how much like she used to be.

At that time, she also used vicious language to attack and abuse others without mercy.

I never thought that words can be so painful when spoken like swords.

The daughter of the household secretary turned back and pretended to knock over the tea cup on the table.

The scalding water poured on Wen Yin's skirt, a little reaching her skin, which made her look pale and she was holding her burned leg in tears.

Seeing this scene, the people in the audience not only did not care about her injury, but instead gloated about her misfortune, and everyone laughed till they were trembling with joy.

All this happened to be seen by Ms. Chu who was not far away. She quickly came over and asked, "Wen Yin, why are you crying?"

Unexpectedly, the young lady from the household secretary family complained first, and after bowing to Mrs. Chu Yingying, she started talking nonsense.

"Madam, we don't know what happened. Miss Feng was joking with us just now, but for some reason, she suddenly burst into tears."

The young lady at the Marquis of Zhenguo quickly echoed: "Madam, if it is our fault, we will apologize to Miss Feng."

"But Miss Feng just kept silent and just shed tears. We didn't know what to do. We originally wanted to make friends with Miss Feng, but we didn't expect... we would never dare to get closer."

Mrs. Chu was kind-hearted and didn't think much about it at first.

It wasn't until she saw the water stains on Wen Yin's skirt that she immediately understood the key.

She had already learned from Yu Qingwan the vicious thoughts behind these beautiful and beautiful ladies.

So Mrs. Chu was unequivocal, picked up the tea cup on the table, and poured tea directly on Qianjin, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance.

"boom!"

Amidst the screams, Mrs. Chu threw the tea cup on the ground and angrily shouted: "Where has your education gone?!"

She has no good impression of Wen Yin and has never even liked the child.

But this does not mean that others can bully Wen Yin!

If Wen Yin becomes a target for everyone to trample on, and the entire prime minister's house is ridiculed, won't his daughter Xiao Qian be implicated?

The daughter of the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance was also used to being arrogant. When everyone looked at her, they saw that she had no manners.

Feeling ashamed and angry, she turned around and threw herself into the nearby lake crying.