She took the script of the villain in Fast Transmigration

Soon the day of the banquet arrived.

Everyone packed up early and counted the time to arrive in front of the house.

No one dares to be late.

Compared to other people's attention, Mo Qin seemed a bit slow to wait early.

When she arrived at the door, Mo Simiao was already there.

Mo Simiao glanced at Mo Qin, a flash of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and she greeted with a smile.

"Sister, please come quickly, I'm waiting for you!"

The colors of their clothes are similar, but Mo Simiao's is more delicate and gorgeous.

Even what he wears on his head is from Mo Simiao, which is more beautiful and expensive.

But no matter how many decorations there are, they can't stop Mo Qin from being more beautiful than Mo Si.

So overall, Mo Qin is more beautiful.

This made Mo Simiao feel resentful.

Why, even though they are obviously twins, Mo Qin is prettier than her?

This isn't fair!

She even secretly resented Mrs. Mo because of this.

Even if he didn't give her a healthy body, even his appearance couldn't compare to Mo Qin's.

In this case, don't blame her for taking away more favors.

At this time, Father Mo poked his head out of the front carriage, his eyes fell on his two daughters, and he nodded with satisfaction.

Although his first wife did not give birth to his legitimate son, the two daughters are still good.

Not to mention that Mo Simiao fell in the eyes of the sixth prince and wanted to marry him back as his concubine.

Although Mo Qin was superior to Mo Simiao in every aspect, who made Mo Simiao fall in the eyes of the Sixth Prince?

So Mo Qin is destined to pave the way for Mo Simiao.

"It's getting late, get ready to set off."

The group of people marched toward the palace.

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The banquet was grand and lively.

The legitimate sons and daughters of each family were all dressed up in fancy clothes, as if they were attending a talent show.

Many people competed to show off their talents and offer gifts to the Emperor on his birthday, just to get a compliment and a gift.

Soon they arrived at Mo Qin's dance performance. Under the leadership of the palace maid, she went to change into her dance skirt.

"Oh, what's going on? Why is this skirt torn?"

The palace maid was holding the skirt and wanted to help Mo Qin change, but she found a big hole in the red skirt.

Obviously there is no way to wear it.

Not to mention, dancing in it.

"What should I do?"

Poor supervision resulted in the Prime Minister's Miss's dance skirt being damaged, and she eventually had to be hit with dozens of boards.

The two palace maids looked pale and didn't know how to solve the problem for a moment.

"What's going on? Sister, why haven't you changed it yet?"

Mo Simiao happened to come in from the door and looked at the situation inside the house with a surprised look on his face.

She picked up the skirt on the tray and looked at it with a worried look on her face.

If possible, she would prefer that Mo Qin's skirt be broken when she dances, that would be better.

However, if you do that, the reputations of other girls in the house will also be implicated.

"Why did this beautiful dress become like this? What should I do when my sister performs the dance?"

Mo Qin remained silent. The skirt must have been damaged by man-made damage, but who made it?

What's the purpose?

Are you just targeting her, or... do you want to dance in her place?

Just when the two sisters were silent, Mrs. Mo came again by chance.

Mo Qin's brows moved slightly, waiting for the development of the matter.

"Qinqin, are you serious? How could such an important thing be damaged?"

Mrs. Mo also followed Mo Simiao's example and went over to pull up the skirt. As the two of them struggled, the skirt was even more damaged.

The two palace maids looked at each other in a panic.

Originally, we might have been able to find a way to remedy the situation, but now, it's completely impossible.

"It seems you have found a way to dance in front of the Holy One."

"But..." Mo Simiao stopped talking.

It has been agreed that Miss Mofu is going to perform a dance, but if she doesn't go now, I'm afraid she will anger the Holy Emperor.

That's right, she can't dance anymore.

The skirts are gone.

How did Mo Simiao come on stage?

Mo Qin's doubts were soon resolved.

Mo Simiao's personal maid, who had been standing outside the door, couldn't hold it any longer.

"Second Miss, you didn't bring your dance skirt with you, why don't you..."

Mo Simiao turned his head and glanced at Mo Qin, who had remained silent from beginning to end, and said hesitantly.

"How can I do it? How can I compare to my sister in dancing?"

"Miss! You practice dancing in the house every day, and you haven't missed a day in the past month."

The maid seemed to think that saying this was not enough, so she added in a low voice, "I think you are no worse than the eldest lady!"

Mo Simiao seemed to be moved, and raised his eyes to look at Mrs. Mo, who had a sullen face.

"Mother."

"Okay, let's leave it at that. Sisi, you can go for your sister!"

Mrs. Mo's old eyes were shining with a faint light, as if she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"Go and get the second lady's dance skirt."

"Yes!" The girl's eyebrows were filled with joy and she even cast a proud look at Mo Qin.

Mo Simiao also looked at Mo Qin apologetically, "Sister, I'm so sorry."

I don’t want to either. Who makes you so disappointed?

"oops!"

Suddenly, the maid who was ordered to fetch the skirt was knocked down by someone before she could run a few steps.

There was a rush of footsteps approaching from far away, and a maid holding a dress ran in.

"Miss, I got it back."

Xixiang panted and asked for credit from her own lady.

The corners of Mo Qin's lips raised and he praised her.

Mo Simiao and Mrs. Mo's faces turned dark. The girl Xixiang was holding a dance skirt that was clearly the same as the damaged dress.

Like a ball of fire being surrounded, she was held in front of Mo Qin.

"this……!"

Mo Simiao's expression was ferocious for a moment, but she quickly hid it again.

"Sister, you actually prepared another skirt. How come...my mother and I don't know about this?"

Obviously she had succeeded, so she was going to dance in Mo Qin's place.

Why does this happen?

She has been practicing for more than half a year for this dance performance.

Now, all is lost.

Did Mo Qin already know that she and her mother would do this today?

Or is it that my mother regretted it?

Mo Simiao turned to look at Mrs. Mo. Seeing that she was as shocked as herself, her heart suddenly dropped.

It’s okay if it’s not.

As long as his mother is on his side, Mo Qin will never be able to compete with her.

Mo Simiao still couldn't help but say something.

"It can't be that you knew in advance that something would happen..."

Are you losing your temper now?

Mo Qin looked innocent, but she couldn't help but feel a little funny in her heart, "How did I know? Does my sister know who ruined my skirt?"

Isn't she pretending?

Mo Simiao was suspicious.

She gave a wry smile and said, "How would I know? Is my sister doubting me?"

"Since there's nothing wrong, just change your clothes first."

Mrs. Mo frowned, obviously very dissatisfied with the result, but she couldn't say anything.

She wanted to snatch the skirt from Mo Qin's hand and tear it off, but there were maids in the palace present, so she couldn't do that.

The two palace ladies still don't understand anything at this moment.

This is probably a good show designed by Mrs. Mo.

If you work as a servant in the palace, you may not be able to learn anything else. When you should be blind, you have to pretend to be stupid.

Because those who think they are smart are already enjoying happiness under the earth.