steal light

Yu Wenqian was wearing a bright red dress, followed by several maidservants and eunuchs, pinching her waist, very majestic, but Yuwen Miaoyin was alone, her azure robe was very plain, and she lost a lot in terms of momentum , but she was not to be outdone, and jumped to compete with Yu Wenqian.

"Yu Wenqian, my imperial brother is the smartest among the brothers, you are the fool!"

Yuwenqian's facial features are not as agile as Yuwen Miaoyin's, but she is good at dressing up. Her phoenix eyes are raised at the end of her eyes, her red lips are hooked, and a little cinnabar between her eyebrows is even more charming. At this moment, she raised her eyebrows and sneered, "It's just him? It's gone. Royal father, he is at most a poor scholar, and he can be called the smartest by studying hard day and night to be better at composition than your brothers?"

"You!" Yuwen Miaoyin raised her finger and pointed at Yu Wenqian, her face wrinkled together angrily, her chest felt pain like a pinprick, her breath was stuffy, and she couldn't speak a word.

Seeing this, the maid beside Yu Wenqian hurriedly tugged at the corner of Yu Wenqian's clothes, "Princess, the sixth princess has always suffered from heart palpitations, so it's better not to overdo it."

Seeing Yuwen Miaoyin covering her chest, Yu Wenqian knew that she was so angry that her heart ached. She knew Yuwen Miaoyin's physical condition and planned to accept it as soon as she got well. In the end, she said sarcastically, "Don't tell me that the princess has forgotten, she is still a Sick girl, that's all, this princess doesn't care about her."

Yu Wenqian led the people, turned her head and Shi Shiran left, as if she came here specially to get angry with Yuwen Miaoyin, which made Yuwen Miaoyin even more angry.

The pain in her chest was intense, and Yuwen Miaoyin was gasping for breath, and finally chose to go back to Yuwenzhe Palace, walking alone was too difficult for her.

Yu Wenzhe continued to discuss poetry books with Ye Donglan. When Yuwen Miaoyin came back, his face was pale, and he quickly greeted him, "Miaoyin, what's wrong with you? Did you meet Qian'er?"

Yu Wenzhe still knows Yuwen Miaoyin. Concubine Shu comes from a scholarly family, and she is well-educated. Yuwen Miaoyin is also taught well by Concubine Shu. In addition, her heart palpitations should not be excited. With a gentle and soothing appearance, there is really no one else who can make her look like this in a short time, except for Yu Wenqian, who is sharp-tongued and good at ridiculing others.

Yuwen Miaoyin took a few sips of the tea that Ye Donglan handed over, and then she took a few sips from Yu Wenzhe's gentle pat on the back, pouted her mouth, and looked annoyed, "Brother Emperor, Yu Wen Qian is too much."

Yu Wenzhe took the cup in her hand with a light smile, and kept moving, "Mother Concubine and Emperor Brother, I often tell you that Qian'er has an unforgiving temper, and her heart is not bad. Why bother to fight over and over again to get red in the face."

"But she always wants to talk about the mother concubine and the emperor's brother." Yuwen Miaoyin is also careless, not good at hiding her thoughts, and when people close to her are talked about, she will refute it face to face, and she will never let it go easily, Yuwen Zhe persuaded her many times, but she didn't change this habit.

"Miaoyin, born in the royal family, her every move is always watched by others, and those who discuss it, if they all have to fight over who is right or wrong, then they have no time to do other things."

Yuwen Miaoyin has listened to Yuwen Zhe's words many times, but she always asks a question rhetorically, and this time is no exception, "It's fine if you don't let me hear it, but she just said it in front of me. Could it be that someone said it in front of the emperor?" Brother, will you not argue with him?"

Yu Wenzhe has nothing to say, Yuwen Miaoyin is holding on to things from her childhood.