Genius Doctor Peasant Girl

Today's Chen Lanlan also came. After two days of rest, although the person has not fully recovered, he is still a little thin, but the erythema on his face has long since disappeared, and the skin remains smooth, white and tender.

Lan Lan, who was slightly less clear, looked more delicate and pretty, not as cute as some babies were fat.

At this time, she was sitting with Madam Chen and Chunfengniang, only on a seat next to the main seat.

Sitting diagonally across is Luo Hua, a pair of apricot eyes with a secret love glance at the opposite table from time to time.

Baili Mochen noticed that he was staring here for the first time, but when he realized that he was not staring at him, his eyes couldn't help but turn around, looking at the places beside the Queen Mother.

Seeing the smiling face that was as bright as the spring breeze, the corners of the mouth could not help but raised an almost invisible arc, but the people at the same table did obviously feel that the oppression moment was a lot less, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. .

Phew... It's too cruel to eat a meal with King Yao, and if they get nervous like this, they probably will have indigestion.

"The empress mother, this is very refreshing to eat, try it!" He Pingting held a piece of green bamboo shoots to the queen mother's bowl, and said flatly with a sweet smile on her face.

"Okay, this is Ping Ting. It's all so big in a blink of an eye, and it's getting more and more beautiful. Blessed are you a good sister!"

The queen mother took Qingsun and looked at He Pingting. This was a beautiful woman with a witty smile and amazing beauty, and she couldn't help but boast to the old lady.

"Thank you Niang Niang for the compliment!" He Pingting gave the Queen Mother a blessing, thanking her in a glutinous voice.

Secretly, he cast a disdainful look at the spring breeze next to him.

Every time, this little **** was able to show off in front of others, attracting people's attention, but this time she didn't let her wish.

"You and I are both blessed, isn't your grandson also unique in the world!" The old lady smiled and patted in response to the empress dowager's praise, her eyes turned to the other side of the theme.

"My grandson is an excellent one, but he is too introverted. He hasn't married a full-time concubine yet, so I can hug my great-grandson. I'm in a hurry!"

The queen mother followed the old lady's eyes and glanced at Baili Mochen, sighing, and by the way, she also glanced at a few unmarried women on the table, her gaze finally paused slightly at He Pingting.

He Pingting pretended to have low eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, but in fact she always paid attention to the movement of the queen mother. Now she heard the queen dowager talk about King Yao's marriage and took another look at herself, and she was suddenly excited.

But the face was still respectful and polite, trying to conceal the excitement in his heart.

"The King Yao is nineteen this year, right!" The old lady thought for a while and said, "It's time to get a wife, too. Are you a grandmother, don't you need to worry about it?"

"I want to worry, but I'm afraid that people won't appreciate it!" The Queen Mother also smiled.

The spring breeze sitting on the side remained silent, listening to the conversation between the two elderly people quietly.

Regarding He Pingting's small movements, she saw everything in her eyes, but she didn't care about it.

Your grandson is introverted? She doesn't think so. Can someone who can climb the windows of other people's boudoirs be introverted? Chunfeng slandered silently in his heart.

Someone in the seat of the male seat on the other side suddenly feels itchy nose, what's the matter?

The meal was almost finished, He Pingting suddenly proposed to let the ladies come to perform their talents, saying that it was to add to the fun of the banquet.

Rarely, the queen mother was happy and agreed to her proposal.

Because of the presence of the Queen Mother and King Yao, the ladies present were all excited, stroking the pearl hairpins on their heads and tidying up their dresses. It seemed that they wanted to take this opportunity well and wanted to meet the Queen Mother. A face appeared in front of King Yao.

If you are lucky enough to be favored by the nobles, maybe you will have the opportunity to live in the Yao Palace, and in the future, you may be able to win the Phoenix Seat, the highest place.

The ladies who have not come out of the pavilion are all dreaming of beautiful illusory daydreams, and the smiles on their faces are like flowers. Different from these people, He Pingting's eyes are full of self-confidence, and her head is upright, like the princess Yao. The position has long been hers.

He Pingting was the first to appear on the stage. He Pingting, who was specially put on a red dancing costume, looked fascinating, with a charming charm in her bones, and the actions she made were so blasphemous.

A phoenix neon dress dance earned everyone's attention, and some of the other ladies sighed, and some even retreated a little.

He Pingting finished the dance and won a full house of applause. Some young family princes even shouted in applause.

He Pingting stood on the stage, panting slightly in her chest, and looked at the expressions of wonder of the people below with satisfaction.

His eyes touched the figure of the Junruo Deity, but he found that the man was always staring ahead, and he didn't even give her a look, let alone applauding with satisfaction.

I couldn't help but feel a little lost, but he still bowed to everyone with a smile on his face, and slowly stepped back from the stage.

It's okay, King Yao is so indifferent by nature, so good that he is so good, he has never been moved by his heart, not even to other women, he still has the opportunity, because of her unique posture, her chances of winning will be better than others. Big.

He Pingting looked at the beautiful face in the mirror, comforting herself like this.

When the pair returned to their seats, many people had already performed on the stage, but no one could surpass He Pingting's voice.

This made He Pingting's pride keep growing. This was the first time he was so happy since the poisoning.

He Pingting sat on the seat next to the Queen Mother, quietly watching the talent of the next performer with a smile on her face.

This time it was Luo Yunyi, who hadn't appeared in the Palace of the Guardian for a long time. He Pingting sat down and looked at the people on the stage contemptuously.

Luo Yunyi stood tall and graceful on the stage. After a while, several delicate maidservants came to the center of the stage with pen and ink and a long piece of red cloth. Everyone was puzzled as to what they were going to do.

Suddenly, a rhythmic, brisk music sounded.

Luo Yunyi, who was standing on the stage, danced on the spot, with a graceful posture, so he didn't have to be too different from He Pingting.

I saw her dancing lightly while holding a pen in her hand, neatly writing a picture on the red chip.

The music stops, the jade pen falls, and the dance stops!

A pair of pens with tenacity and some beautiful and beautiful fonts of the daughter's family has been completed.

I saw the words "Blessed as Donghai" and "Shoubi Nanshan" written impressively on the red cloth silk about one or two meters long.

This performance once again attracted a lot of attention.

Seeing He Pingting's face changed slightly, and staring at the people on the stage, Luo Yunyi gave her a secretive look in return.