Return of the Villain: Long Live the Queen

Dressed in light red clothes, with light red tasseled silk flowers on her waist, her bangs on her forehead are floating freely, like a fairy. Her black hair is combed into a complicated and luxurious half-up and half-up bun, tied up with only a wide cloud gauze ribbon.

, has a fairy-like temperament.

As light and erratic as a gust of wind, as dazzling as a cloud of red clouds, with no concealment of laziness.

Her manners are generous, and her actions add a sense of elegance. Every frown and smile touches people's hearts. She looks elegant and refined, with a charming look between her brows.

Everyone's eyes were attracted to her, even our calm eldest prince Long Zhenqiu couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he saw her.

"I didn't expect she was so beautiful."

Long Zhenqiu, who had not yet sat down, chuckled softly at Nie Sangyu beside him.

Nie Sangyu looked at Ji Shuiyue, his eyes flashing slightly.

"Um."

Ji Shuiyue accepted the attention of everyone with a smile, and then a little maid Tingting walked up to her and bowed vaguely, "Your Highness, please follow me and take a seat."

The little maid led Ji Shuiyue to the last table, raised her head and glanced at Ji Shuiyue, with a sarcastic look on her lips.

"Your Highness, this is your seat, please."

There were a few faint jeers from around her, seeming to be mocking the huge gap between her previous limelight and her current treatment.

Ji Shuiyue looked at the group of smiling women sitting in front of her. Even though she already knew the result, her face was still a little cold.

Shame, this is absolutely a shame.

Although this is a state banquet-level banquet, the seating arrangements are still very clear.

The first table is reserved only for first-class officials and legitimate royal families. The second table is supposed to be the seat for her, the princess who symbolizes the Kingdom of Zhao. But now, she is assigned to the last table, where the female relatives of some officials are.

place.

Seeing Ji Shuiyue still refusing to sit down, the little maid said in a strange tone: "Sit down yet!"

Ji Shuiyue narrowed her eyes and smiled, looking at the little girl with a very pure and bright smile.

She possessed herself, her lips were close to the little maid's ear, her voice was extremely gentle, "Your Highness, you still don't know when the lowly servants of the Jiu Kingdom will be able to step on the heads of the royal family?"

The little maid's body trembled violently, and she spoke unwillingly with her stubborn mouth, "You are just a lowly person..."

Before she said anything, she felt as if something was pressed against her cheek, something cold and cold, and then something warm slid down.

The maid was too scared to say anything.

Then Ji Shuiyue whispered softly: "Good boy, next time you say something arrogant, it won't just be your face that gets scratched."

The moment the maid screamed, Ji Shuiyue threw a big pill into her mouth. Ji Shuiyue took two steps back, sat on the mahogany chair with a smile, and said cheerfully: "Let's go~"

Then he saw the maid leaving numbly, as if controlled by something.

Immediately afterwards, there was a noise outside the Imperial Garden.

Ji Shuiyue frowned, feeling a little distressed.

It seems that this medicine has failed.

…

Sitting in the middle seat of the table, her attitude made several of the ladies a little unhappy.

But unfortunately the banquet hadn't started yet, Ji Shuiyue's eyes were always elsewhere, and it was hard for them to do anything.

Ji Shuiyue looked at Long Zhenqiu. His treatment was not much better, and he was assigned to the bottom seat of the seventh table. But our eldest prince, Long Zhenqiu, was still happily grabbing the pig's trotters and eating them.

On the other hand, Nie Sangyu's treatment was quite good. He was placed on the fourth table, which was a little far away from them. It is probably because the Mo Kingdom has been relatively peaceful recently, so the prince said hello specially.

As for Yan Bo, she has arranged for him to put on makeup and blend in among the guards so that if anything happens, he can take care of her.

She smacked her lips, but heard a slight commotion not far away.

…

She lowered her head.

The fingertips trembled slightly with excitement.

The peony feast has begun——