After rebirth, the black medical concubine abused the scum with the green tea script

When the team from Prince Chen's Mansion arrived at the gate of Xuefei Villa, there were already many carriages parked outside the villa, and the banquet had already started for a long time.

Xia Qingyao asked Nanny Song in a low voice: "The banquet seems to have started?"

Mother Song smiled: "Princess, I never like such occasions, but it's good to be able to come and hang out."

The arrogance and sense of superiority in his words made Xia Qingyao understand that Cheng was deliberately late for the "finale" in order to show his identity.

Xia Qingyao and Nanny Song got out of the car one after another and turned to help Mrs. Cheng.

Ms. Cheng is wearing a round-neck gown with grape purple woven gold and peacock pattern, and a gold and red plum blossom hairpin on her head. Her exquisite makeup perfectly covers her pale face. She looks charming and elegant, with a natural charm.

Shaking the sandalwood fan, when Murong Tong also got out of the car and came closer, Cheng smiled: "Let's go, don't go too far to the banquet today, see more, listen more, and make more friends.

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"Yes, concubine, my son knows."

Murong Tong saluted seriously. When he straightened up, his eyes fell on Xia Qingyao and he couldn't move his eyes away. His eyes were full of surprise.

When Mrs. Cheng saw her son acting like this, she didn't take it seriously. She just raised her red lips and smiled, then put her hand on Xia Qingyao's arm and walked all the way to Xuefei Villa.

In front of the villa gate, the steward saw Princess Cheng and her entourage coming, and hurriedly informed the people, and then came forward with a smile and saluted.

"I have met Princess Chen and the Second Young Master."

Mrs. Cheng smiled and nodded, shaking the hollow-carved sandalwood fan, and walked slowly towards the door: "I am late, but have all the guests arrived?"

The steward was a good person and immediately picked the most important person to reply: "All the guests have arrived. At this moment, the Marquis of Zhenyuan's wife and daughter, as well as the mighty general's wife and young master, are all talking to the eldest princess."

"It's because I'm late," Mrs. Cheng smiled slightly and turned back to Murong Tong, "haven't you admired the mighty general for a long time? You have read so much about the art of war, and today you can meet the young general and learn from each other.

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Murong Tong immediately understood that the concubine was hinting that she was friends with the son of the mighty general Zhao Wu, and immediately smiled and said: "The concubine still understands the son."

Xia Qingyao and Nanny Song kept supporting Mrs. Cheng from left to right, and the steward was enjoying themselves. The group entered Xuefei Villa and walked along the verandah through the exquisite garden-like courtyard.

Gradually, the melodious sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music became clearer and clearer, and occasionally the voices of men and women could be heard.

Xia Qingyao helped Mrs. Cheng walk into a moon door, and the scenery in front of her was really eye-catching.

The garden here is built near the water. There are pavilions and pavilions on the water. The gauze curtains are blown by the wind, and the musicians can be vaguely seen.

The melodious music comes through the water waves, making it even more memorable.

A half-person-high flower wall was set up in the middle of the large open space in front of the lotus pond, dividing the male guests and female family members on the left and right. However, the height of the flower wall did not block the view, and the opposite side could be seen clearly.

There are seats under the flower wall. If you are in the mood, you can sit down, enjoy tea, and have a "back-to-back" chat with the destined person opposite the flower wall.

"Princess Chen is here."

"I haven't seen you for many days. Princess Chen's complexion is getting better and better."

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All the way to the top of the female guest's seat, the ladies seen along the way all brought their own daughters to greet Cheng.

Murong Tong was walking not far away, separated by a flower wall from them, which attracted many rich ladies to look at her secretly, and then their cheeks turned red with embarrassment.

Mrs. Cheng exchanged pleasantries along the way, while Xia Qingyao just followed Mrs. Cheng, fulfilling her responsibilities as an accompanying imperial physician.

However, when he accidentally raised his eyes, he saw Su Zhang, who was wearing exquisite makeup, and Su Yurou, who was wearing a dark purple veil, looking towards the place next to the head.

A lavender flower was painted on Su Yurou's forehead, which matched today's three buns and white jade hairpin.

The deep and shallow purple gauze clothes on her body were fluttering in the wind, and the person she wore was dignified and gentle, like a fairy. In addition, her eyes looked at Murong Tong lovingly...

Xia Qingyao lowered her eyes and sneered, helping Mrs. Cheng to come closer.

"Sister Dexian." Mrs. Cheng met the eldest princess Dexian and greeted her with a smile.

Princess Dexian is the cousin of King Chen.

"Stop being so polite, I see you are in much better health." The eldest princess Dexian wore an jade ring and her chubby hands took Cheng's hands.

Mrs. Su Zhang then pulled Su Yurou to the front and saluted Mrs. Cheng together.

Mrs. Cheng and Mrs. Su Zhang exchanged pleasantries.

Su Yurou saw that Cheng and her mother were chatting happily, so she came forward to salute:

"I have seen the princess, but after not seeing her for a few days, the princess becomes more and more beautiful and charming."

Mrs. Cheng smiled and nodded, without looking at Su Yurou, she went to say hello to a tall, heroic woman with a dark face but a very bright appearance:

"Mrs. Chen, I haven't seen you for many years. How are you always?"

The wife of the mighty general Zhao Wu was named Chen.

When a woman's status is noble enough, to show respect, she should be called by her surname, not just her husband's surname.

"My wife is very good. Princess Duolaochen has forgotten her." Mrs. Chen smiled and greeted her.

Mrs. Cheng chatted and laughed with the eldest princess Dexian, Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Su Zhang and walked to the front seat.

Su Yurou was ignored and she bit her lip with embarrassment. Seeing Xia Qingyao walking beside Princess Chen, she felt even more resentful.

But her eyes swept across the flower wall, and when she met Murong Tong's eyes, Su Yurou returned to her pitiful look and gave him a "don't worry" look.

Murong Tong saw Su Yurou's slender waist and fairy-like appearance. Thinking back to the past years when he saw her dancing like a Gushe fairy, his heart softened and he smiled at her.

Su Yurou was determined.

In the first place, the eldest princess Dexian is in the middle. On the left and right are Princess Chen, Princess Cheng, Madam Zhenyuan Marquis Su Zhang, and General Weiwei's wife Chen. On both sides, many ladies from the noble family and Qingliu are sitting in order.

The official wife of the family.

While Yan Yan was laughing, the performance that had just been interrupted by Princess Chen continued.

The charming daughter of the Zuo family, with a blushing complexion, played a pipa song and attracted the attention of the whole house.

The beauty from the house on the right, with her waist in a flowery shape, danced to a stunning song and astonished everyone.

On the other side of the flower wall, the sound of a man reciting poetry could also be heard. There were people on both sides of the flower wall paying attention to the opposite side, as if they were looking at each other for marriage.

Xia Qingyao stood behind Mr. Cheng, enjoying the singing and dancing with great interest. The special skills of these ladies came to the fore at this time, which was really eye-catching.

The young men on the other side of the flower wall have a "peacock spreading its tail" feeling, which is really interesting.

At this time, the lady who had just played a guzheng song said with a smile: "Sister Su must have prepared a dance today. Why don't you come and dance a song? My little sister is willing to accompany you."

Su Yurou stood up with a smile and said with a shy smile: "Thank you sister Liu, I don't plan to dance this year, but I plan to draw a painting to cheer up."

"Oh?" Upon hearing that someone wanted to paint, Chen, the wife of the mighty general, asked with interest, "Miss Su is good at painting? That's great."

"It's just a brief knowledge, and it's embarrassing in front of Mrs. Chen." Su Yurou smiled modestly.

While we were talking, the maid prepared a painting table, pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Su Yurou pulled back her sleeves, revealing a small section of her bright wrist. She held a brush with her jade fingers and dipped it in thick ink. After a while, a picture of a tiger climbing up the mountain appeared on the paper.

Mrs. Chen had already stood up and came to the painting table when she started writing. At this time, she looked down at the tiger climbing up the mountain on the paper and said in surprise: "Is this Xu Bai's brushwork? You can actually draw Xu Bai's tiger picture?"

Looking back at Su Zhang, he repeatedly praised: "Mrs. Zhenyuan Hou taught her daughter well. Xu Bai has not appeared for more than 20 years, and there are only a few authentic works of Xu Bai circulating in the world. But Miss Su can draw seventy points of similarity."

, it’s really amazing.”

Mrs. Su Zhang stood up, with a look of pride that could hardly be concealed, and said humbly: "Mrs. Chen, thank you very much. My little girl is just a superficial imitation."

Su Yurou raised the corners of her mouth with joy, and when she met Murong Tong's approving eyes not far away on the other side of the flower wall, she couldn't help but smile with joy.

Murong Tong was a little more satisfied with Su Yurou.

He knew that Su Yurou was good at imitating Xu Bai's brushwork, and was especially good at tiger paintings. He also knew that Mrs. Chen, the wife of the mighty general, particularly liked Xu Bai's paintings.

When Su Yurou stayed at Prince Chen's Mansion a few days ago, Murong Tong had seen her paintings many times and was convinced that her paintings would definitely catch the eyes of the general's wife.

In this way, Su Yurou can talk to General Weiwei's wife, and his connection with General Weiwei's mansion can be established.

Murong Tong smiled gently and approvingly at Su Yurou.

Su Yurou suddenly felt that the frustration she had suffered these days was gone. When she saw Xia Qingyao behind Princess Chen who was still watching the fun, her eyes immediately rolled up and her thoughts came to her mind.

"Mrs. Chen is really a disgrace to my little daughter. She has been taught by her mother since she was a child and has always lived in seclusion. Apart from poetry, singing, and being a female servant, painting is my biggest hobby."

Princess Dexian smiled and said: "Miss Su's wife has outstanding virtues. A woman should be obedient and obedient. She should never leave the first door or step forward at the second door."

There is something ironic about what he said.

Princess Cheng glanced at Mrs. Chen who was busy looking at the paintings and hadn't heard anything wrong yet, and lowered her eyes without saying a word.

This woman went on an expedition with her husband and had nothing to do with "never leaving the front door nor taking a step forward".

Xia Qingyao raised his eyebrows.

What does Su Yurou want to express?

She lives in seclusion and practices good painting. Is it undesirable for other women like her to be exposed among men and work as an imperial physician?

The impact of these words was too great.

Su Yurou walked beside Mrs. Chen, while introducing the details of the painting, while considering her words, she smiled for a while and said:

"Actually, my little girl likes to copy Mr. Xu Bai's tiger pictures when she has nothing to do. It's just that my little girl is stupid and can only imitate a few similarities. She is not as talented as Miss Xia."

The last four words are spoken very softly and bring out a bit of envy and admiration.

When the people present heard this, their expressions suddenly changed.

Xia Qingyao narrowed his eyes,

Tsk tsk, Su Yurou let her play with this trick again.

On the other side of the flower wall, Murong Zheng, who had been drinking with a dark-faced boy, stood up and looked in the direction of Xia Qingyao.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The black-faced boy also stood up and stretched his neck to look this way.

Seeing the actions of the two of them, several young people around them also looked at them curiously.

Su Yurou blushed with embarrassment and looked at Xia Qingyao with admiration. Although she didn't say Xia Qingyao's identity clearly, her appearance clearly meant that Xia Qingyao was a better painter than her!

Su Zhang knew Su Yurou's plan as soon as her eyes rolled. Thinking that she had suffered so many injuries on her face in the past few days, and the culprit was that dead girl, she immediately cooperated and said:

"Oh? Why don't you, Miss Xia, also come and present a painting to Mrs. Chen? Being able to present a painting to Mrs. Chen is such a great honor, so Miss Xia should not refuse."