After the rebirth of the Marquis's mistress, she smiled at the scumbag's family

"Fifth Princess, Yunxi, this is the Maojian tea that my father-in-law brought back from Anzhou. Please try it."

Mu Qingyun poured tea with a smile, being as attentive as possible.

Xiao Yunxi curled her lips, "Sister Yun, your smile is so hypocritical now."

Mu Qingyun paused and glared at her. "I am just following my mother-in-law's orders and trying to appease the precious Princess Dingyuan, so that you won't whip me like a dragon and a phoenix in a moment, right?"

"Your mother-in-law has a good relationship with the wife of Marquis Wu'an."

Xie Yu took a sip of tea and continued, "This is just stepping on your face to do someone a favor."

"Who said it wasn't?" Mu Qingyun was also very angry. "Then the wife of Marquis Wu'an and my mother-in-law are cousins ​​within five degrees of mourning. In the past, they just greeted each other during festivals.

But ever since Concubine Wan entered the palace and gained favor, and gave birth to the "San Yang Kai Tai" who brought honor to the family, the wife of Marquis Wu'an began to become arrogant.

Her family was originally a poor family, and my mother-in-law was the only relative with some status, so wouldn't it be warm and friendly? "

Xiao Yunxi felt itchy when she saw the pot of peonies beside her, and wanted to take a pair of scissors to trim them.

"Yun Xi, I know you don't like her, and I don't like her either, but at least you have to give His Majesty some face. After all, Concubine Wan still needs to be favored, so there's no need to provoke that bitch."

As she was speaking, the wife of Marquis Wu'an came over with Madam Chen, a fake smile on her face, "Your servant greets the Fifth Princess and Princess Dingyuan."

Since Xie Yu and Xiao Yunxi did not shout, Madam Wu'an Hou and Madam Chen had to maintain the half-squatting position.

Mu Qingyun knew Xiao Yunxi's temper. What she just said was only meant for her mother-in-law's personal nanny. She just said it and that was it. She didn't want to care about this matter anymore.

In her heart, she hoped that Yun Xi would lose her temper and kick the wife of Marquis Wu'an out. It was annoying just to watch that.

The wife of Marquis Wu'an waited anxiously for a long time, and her legs began to shake.

Xie Yu smiled and said, "Yunxi, I heard from my aunt that Concubine Wan is about 70% similar to the late Concubine Rong."

"It seems so," Xiao Yunxi said without even raising her head, staring at the peony in the pot and trying to break off its leaves, "I only know that it's rumored in the palace that they both look and sound very similar. The Marquis of Wu'an must have put a lot of effort into raising such a child."

The wife of Marquis Wu'an was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat. Princess Dingyuan's words were really heartbreaking. It was as if they had specially raised a person who looked exactly like the deceased Concubine Rong...

Rong Fei has only been dead for fifteen years, and Wanpin is now in her twenties. Doesn't that mean that they started raising her before Rong Fei died? Or they raised her according to Rong Fei's model.

Speculating the emperor's mind is a capital crime.

"That's right," Xie Yu smiled, "The friendship between Rong Fei and my father is a young friendship, and the feelings are incomparable to others.

I'm afraid some people think that Father only admires Concubine Rong's appearance, but forgets that 'Dong Shi imitates Pin', which is nothing more than that."

"Well, a fake is a fake. No matter how similar the imitation is, it can't be the real thing."

Xiao Yunxi looked at the wife of Marquis Wu'an, "It's useless even if this night-shining pearl looks like the moon. The moon is always in my heart. If I get tired of looking at the night-shining pearl, I can just break it and find a better and bigger one.

Right? Madam Wu'anhou? "

"The princess is right." What else could the wife of Marquis Wu'an say?

Xie Yu smiled faintly, "I was so busy talking to you that I forgot that the two ladies were still greeting each other. Get up."

Only then did the wife of Marquis Wu'an and Madam Chen dare to stand up tremblingly.

Before getting off the car, Lin Wan'er forced a smile and looked at Lu Ze and Lu Yuan, "Today is an opportunity that I begged your grandmother for a long time. The guests at the banquet are all well-known figures in the capital.

Even if you don't consider me, you should consider yourself.

Especially Yuan'er, if you catch the eye of some lady, you might be able to marry into a rich family and become the mistress of the household in the future."

After saying that, she got off the carriage first. Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and followed suit.

Wenxin, the personal maid of Marquis Wu'an's wife, had been waiting by the side. Seeing Lin Wan'er looking around with an inexperienced look, disdain flashed in her eyes.

"Grandma Wan, my lady has ordered me to pick you up here."

"Well," Lin Wan'er immediately put on airs when she saw her, and replied indifferently, "Where's mother?"

She followed Wen Xin into the mansion, "I heard that many imperial ladies came today?"

"Yes, Madam said she will introduce you to someone later."

Lin Wan'er smiled happily, "My mother is still thinking about me. I will definitely behave well and not embarrass her."

Wen Xin glanced at her inconspicuously and thought to herself: If you stand there, you will be embarrassing yourself.

A concubine from a declining royal palace actually had to behave well in front of a group of mistresses from high-ranking families?

It's really overpowering!

"How do you want to behave well, Aunt Wan? Have you forgotten that you are just a concubine?

Those who came today are the mistresses of various mansions.

How can a wife be pleasing to a concubine?"

Lin Wan'er was looking around with great interest, and didn't hear Wen Xin's sarcasm at all. Instead, she puffed out her chest confidently, "I have the ability to make the ladies look at me differently."

Back then, she was the most ordinary-looking and least visible of Lu Jingting's four personal maids.

But now?

The other three either died or left, and only she stayed.

She became a concubine as the adopted daughter of Marquis Wu'an and was listed in the Lu family genealogy!

Everything depends on human efforts. Who knows, you might meet the next noble person today.

She glanced at Lu Yuan and thought that it might be possible for her to marry into a family of noble birth.

Wen Xin no longer wanted to talk. Shameless people have no sense of shame.

Lu Yuan and Lu Ze behind were not as open-minded as Lin Wan'er. They naturally saw Wen Xin's contempt.

But they have become accustomed to being despised and scorned.

On the other side, Lu Jingting was led to a remote corner of the front hall by the servant sent by Mr. Qi Sanye.

Lu Jingting became more and more confused as he walked, "Is this the direction to the inner courtyard?"

"Yes, but you will definitely not be allowed into the inner courtyard," the servant pointed to a place not far away, "There are few people over there, and the Third Master specially designated a seat for you."

Although Mr. Qi Sanye and Lu Jingting had met each other, they were not familiar with each other and could not even be considered acquaintances.

Lu Jingting originally thought that given the relationship between Princess Yongning and Xiao Yunxi, Xiao Yunxi would definitely come to the banquet today, and he would be able to see his sweetheart from afar.

But looking around, there were people dressed in plain clothes, probably the poor relatives of the Qi family who came to ask for money...

Lu Jingting felt very uncomfortable. After all, he was the third son of the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion, but he was so unwelcome.

“Why are you placing me here?”

The servant didn't care about his tone, he lowered his head and replied: "The Third Master said that there are distinguished guests here today. If you don't want to be whipped, just stay here honestly and don't disturb the distinguished guests' mood for dinner."

Lu Jingting's face was gloomy, and he sat in a chair drinking alone in anger.