All the gentlemen who are attacked by the female queen are stunningly beautiful

"Ah Bai, this is my granddaughter Xuanyi, the third princess born to His Majesty." She introduced them while pulling Song Xiang to stand in front of Murong Bai. "You and Yuanyi have never gotten along since you were young. Xuanyi has a gentle personality, so you two will definitely get along well!"

Song Huilan's eyes were wrinkled with laughter. She looked at Song Xiang, then at Murong Bai, like a matchmaker.

Murong Bai's handsome face was hidden by the mask, and his eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of mist. Song Xiang couldn't see clearly at all.

He curled his lips politely, stared at Song Xiang and said, "I have met the Third Prince before, and we are somewhat familiar with each other..."

Thinking of Master Wuchen's cool and bright appearance, and then connecting the person in front of him with Master Wuchen, Song Xiang suddenly felt something was wrong.

What's more, this guy will be her husband in the future.

Wang Huilan was delighted: "It's good if we are familiar with each other, it's good if we are familiar with each other!"

Song Xiang felt a little embarrassed. Just when she was at a loss as to what to do, a crisp greeting came from outside.

"Grandma, Wenjun is here to greet you!"

After hearing this, Wang Huilan raised her voice and said, "Wenjun is here, come in quickly."

Wang Wenjun walked into the study room with brisk steps. After greeting Wang Huilan and Murong Bai, she threw herself beside Song Xiang in surprise and said in a brisk tone, "You must be Sister Xuanyi, right? My younger sister and I were just meeting the queen in the backyard. Suddenly, we heard the news that you were coming to the mansion, so we hurried over. I'm glad to see you in person!"

Wang Huilan introduced with a smile: "Xuanyi, you have never seen this naughty girl before, you don't recognize her, she is your eldest aunt's legitimate daughter, your sister Wenjun!"

Song Xiang called out affectionately, "Sister Wenjun!"

Wang Wenjun sighed and said to Wang Huilan happily, "Grandma, I was invited by the Duke of Ming's Mansion and was just about to go out. I happened to meet Sister Xuanyi. Why don't I take her with me?"

Wang Wenjun invited Song Xiang and said, "Sister Xuanyi, will you accompany me later?"

Song Xiang was stunned for a moment, then he remembered today's banquet, and replied with a smile: "If Sister Wenjun hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten that the Duke of Ming's Mansion had sent me an invitation."

"Don't worry, Sister Xuanyi, I'll take you there!" Wang Wenjun stepped forward and took Song Xiang's arm, pulling her away, and said to Wang Huilan, "Grandma, I'll take Sister Xuanyi there!"

Wang Huilan responded repeatedly and waved her hand: "Go ahead!"

Song Xiang had no choice but to stop and salute, saying respectfully: "Grandma, I'll come to see you next time!"

"Okay, Grandma is waiting for you..."

Song Xiang nodded slightly to Murong Bai again before leaving with Wang Wenjun.

Murong Bai glanced at Song Xiang nonchalantly, and bowed to Wang Huilan: "Teacher, I have been bothering you for a long time and cannot stay any longer. I will take my leave now!"

Wang Huilan did not try to persuade him to stay. She held the portrait in front of the desk and could not let it go: "Go ahead, go ahead. Come back to me next time when you have a new painting idea!"

Murong Bai stood in front of the desk and bowed leisurely. He became as ethereal as an immortal and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

...

The mansion of Duke Ming was crowded with dignitaries, and the gates were filled with carriages and horses.

Song Xiang followed Wang Wenjun into the mansion, walked through the long corridor decorated with big red silk flowers, and came to the Lu family's garden.

There was a long banquet in the garden, and the girls sat on soft couches, toasting each other, and the sound of stringed instruments was endless. The girls from each family clinked cups, talked happily, and had a great time.

Lu Yafang was chatting with Zhang Shuimei, the young lady from the Marquis's Mansion. She saw Wang Wenjun from afar and immediately came over.

She first called out Wang Wenjun's name, then hurriedly bowed and said, "I have been waiting for you for so long, and finally you are here."

Zhang Shuimei behind him seemed to be very familiar with Wang Wenjun. She said meaningfully, "Wenjun, have you prepared your hairpin?"

Wang Wenjun quickly replied: "It is prepared, but it cannot be given away easily."

Zhang Shuimei said angrily, "What do you mean by can't give it away easily? You can't fool me. No matter which young master you have your eyes on on the day of the Lotus Appreciation Banquet, your hairpin must be worn on my brother's hair crown!"

"No!" Lu Yafang was even more anxious than Zhang Shuimei. She pulled Wang Wenjun's arm and said earnestly, "Wenjun's hairpin can only be left to my younger brother!"

"Shui Mei, you are not allowed to snatch it from me!"

Song Xiang was confused by the actions of these two people. She realized belatedly that her sister Wenjun was quite famous in the capital and was a popular candidate for a wife chosen by the noble ladies for their brothers.

Wang Wenjun was not only well-read, but also very self-disciplined. She only married one man at the age of 20.

She had no concubines, no maids, and her character was very precious. No wonder she was fought over by two people.

Seeing Wang Wenjun surrounded by two people, each of them talked about the advantages of their brothers in detail.

Song Xiang was very bored, so he walked to the side silently and looked at everyone in the garden.

Suddenly a sneaky girl caught Song Xiang's attention. Song Xiang followed her and came to a rockery, but was blocked by the girl who suddenly appeared.

"Stop, whose daughter are you? Why are you so unruly? Who allowed you to come here?"

Song Xiang was speechless. She turned around and found that the person who stopped her was the young lady of the Duke of Anguo's Mansion.

"Du Fangxi, why is it you?"

Du Fangxi obviously recognized Song Xiang. She gritted her teeth and said, "How could you, a despicable person, appear in the Lu family?"

Song Xiang remained calm and asked, "Why? Only you, Du Fangxi, can come? Why can't I come?"

"Who brought you in?" Du Fangxi said angrily, "Whose scoundrel are you? How dare you trespass into the mansion of Duke Ming?"

Song Xiang ignored her and walked up to Du Fangxi, triumphantly pushed Du Fangxi's body away and walked towards the garden.

Du Fangxi's eyes were filled with hatred, and her tone was full of unwillingness: "I don't know whose daughter she is. I have never seen her before. Anyway, no matter whose daughter she is, I will dig deep to find her!"

A servant ran out from behind the rockery and said hurriedly, "Miss, everything has been done. We are just waiting for the gentlemen to show their talents!"

Du Fangxi's attention was drawn, and she instructed her maid, "You must stop her when the time comes and divert the trouble away. If you fail to do so, you will suffer the consequences!"

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Song Xiang returned to the banquet again. Although Wang Wenjun was chatting with a few friends, anyone with a discerning eye could see that everyone was distracted. They were thinking about how to stare at the young man they liked without being too deliberate when the banquet officially began.

Wang Wenjun glanced at Song Xiang coming back and hurriedly asked, "Where did Sister Xuanyi go just now? I was worried for a long time!"

"I was afraid that Sister Xuanyi would get lost and bump into the male guests in the backyard, thus ruining Sister Xuanyi's reputation."