MTL - To Hold One’s Joy-Chapter 430 chrysanthemum banquet

  Chapter 430 Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet

  Princess Changle invited her noble daughter to go to the Princess Mansion to enjoy the chrysanthemums, and the little princess of Pingnan Palace was naturally invited.

   Wei Wen held the exquisitely crafted embossed invitation card and fell into deep thought.

  She was sure that this chrysanthemum viewing feast was aimed at her.

  Princess Changle has unique preferences, and she is unlikely to get along with noble girls in Beijing. She even directly said that she is boring like this before, so she is not a person who is keen on holding banquets.

   The sudden holding of this chrysanthemum appreciation banquet was due to the frustration of Mr. Su, so he couldn't get angry enough to trouble her?

   "Princess, why don't you just say that you feel uncomfortable." Zi Su persuaded cautiously.

   Wei Wen came back to her senses, and cast a cold glance at the servant girl: "Go and get my clothes and jewelry ready for the banquet."

  Zisu didn't dare to persuade any more, and silently went to rummage through the cabinets.

   Wei Wen pressed the invitation card with her hand and pursed her lips.

  No matter how down and down the Pingnan Palace is, she is also the honor of the princess. Princess Changle invited top ladies this time. If she doesn't go, she will become a joke among these people, and there will be no place for this circle in the future.

   What's more, Princess Changle wanted to hit her fiancé, how could she shrink back and avoid it.

   Wei Wen's eyes flashed a cold light, and her expression gradually became firm.

  She wants to see what Princess Changle can do to her.

   Mr. Su is the champion of the new department, if Changle intends to let him be a son-in-law, she is still a little nervous. It's a pity that Changle cherishes his life so much that he dare not marry.

  Under such circumstances, Changle really thought that he could force Mr. Su to face him with his princess status?

   Wei Wen sneered and threw the invitation on the ground.

   Soon the date agreed on the post came.

  Early in the morning, the servants of the Princess Mansion were busy making preparations for the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet.

  It is time for Princess Changle to do morning lessons.

  In the room filled with incense and mist, the beautiful face of the Shouxian Empress is looming, and she is watching the believers who are reciting scriptures tenderly.

  Princess Changle got up after prostrating, stared at the statue of the Goddess of Shouxian who was as tall as a person for a moment, and walked out with a solemn expression.

  Out of the enshrining room, Princess Changle's solemn expression turned lazy, and casually told the maid who was walking beside her: "I'm going to sleep and get back to the cage. If A Sheng arrives, remember to call me."

  The maid should be on her knees.

  Princess Changle's dormitory is another scene compared with the quiet room dedicated to gods.

  Soft carpets, layers of curtains, pleasant incense, no place is not comfortable and luxurious.

  Princess Changle walked barefoot to the canopy bed hung with smoky blue gauze curtains, casually fell on the bed, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

  The incense mist from the duckbill incense burner on the incense table became more intense, and the sleeping Princess Changle frowned.

   Not long after, she sat up suddenly, panting heavily with a pale face.

  The maid heard the movement and asked through the screen: "Your Highness, are you alright?"

   "It's nothing." Princess Changle replied, tightening her grip on the brocade quilt.

  She was dreaming again.

  The field in the dream is vast, and she and her sisters are galloping on horseback.

   That is a place exclusively for royal princesses to ride and shoot.

  The third sister is about to leave the cabinet, and she laments that when she gets married, she will not be as comfortable as she is now, and she will not have the opportunity to compete with her younger sisters in riding and shooting.

  They laughed and ran to ride horses.

  The third sister ran at the front.

  Although she is young, she is more talented than her sisters in riding and shooting, and she runs second behind.

   Just when she was determined to overtake, the bay red horse running in front suddenly went berserk and threw the third sister on the horse back.

  The third sister fell right in front of her eyes.

  At that moment, her mind went blank, and she controlled the steed to step over completely by instinct.

  After getting off the horse, she ran over in a hurry, and what she saw was a nightmare scene: the third sister was lying on the ground, her neck twisted at a strange angle, her expression of horror and pain was frozen on her face, and she was out of breath.

  The third sister died.

  Her Royal Highness, the noble princess, fell to her death while riding a horse. The death was so sudden and easy.

  Up to now, Princess Changle still remembers her screams, which were extremely frightening and shameless screams.

  Princess Changle sat on the bed, inhaled the tranquilizing fragrance mist into her lungs, and gradually calmed down.

  In fact, she hasn't had this dream for a long time, and today she didn't know what happened, but she dreamed it again.

   "Call Luqi and Duyou here."

   Not long after, two handsome teenagers appeared in Princess Changle's bedroom.

  Princess Changle didn't make a sound, and stretched out her arms lazily.

  Two teenagers stepped forward, one kneaded his shoulders and the other kneaded his calves, the movements were gentle and skillful.

  Princess Changle closed her eyes slightly, and exhaled lightly.

   Sure enough, a life surrounded by beautiful men and well-clothed is suitable for her.

   After an unknown amount of time, a maid's report sounded outside: "Your Highness, Miss Luo has arrived."

  Princess Changle raised her hand, and the two teenagers retreated wisely.

   Putting on the clothes for meeting guests, Princess Changle strode out.

  It is the end of autumn, the sky is high and the air is crisp.

  Princess Changle saw the plain-clothed girl walking this way with the maid from afar, and shouted happily: "A Sheng."

  Luo Sheng picked up the corner of his skirt and quickened his pace.

  Princess Changle took a look at Luo Sheng, and shook her head dissatisfied: "A Sheng, why do you like Sujing now?"

   After one or two years, Ah Sheng seems to be a little different.

  Under the probing eyes of Princess Changle, Luo Sheng smiled calmly: "I've always followed my heart, maybe I'll like flowers again after a while."

  When Princess Changle heard this, she felt that her friends had not changed.

   Also, it doesn’t matter what you like, the important thing is to like whatever you want.

  She likes to play with A Sheng because A Sheng can think freely and never wrongs herself for the opinions of ordinary people.

   "Those people must have arrived, let's go to the garden." Princess Changle stretched out her hand to Luo Sheng.

  Luo Sheng stretched out his hand calmly.

  She has no interest in such a banquet, but Princess Changle is Miss Luo's friend, if the other party notices something unusual, it will cause trouble for no reason.

  As Princess Changle said, almost all the invited ladies arrived at this time, and they all saluted when they saw Princess Changle coming.

  Princess Changle swept her eyes and saw Wei Wen.

  All the noble ladies present stood together in twos and threes, but Wei Wen stood alone beside a bush of chrysanthemums, looking a little lonely.

  Seeing Princess Changle's gaze fell on Wei Wen, all the noble ladies kept their expressions on their faces, but they were actually excited.

  A good show is coming.

  The noble lady who received the post knew well that Princess Changle's ulterior motives for the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet were not to drink, and she was going to the little princess of the Pingnan Palace.

   Isn't it a rare excitement for the princess and the princess to compete for the champion.

   "When did Awen arrive?" Princess Changle asked lazily.

   Wei Wen glanced at Princess Changle and Luo Sheng's hands, and said calmly: "It's not long."

  Princess Changle smiled: "I mean, there is no movement since I came here."

   Wei Wen pursed her lips, but said nothing.

   "You don't have to be restrained, just play as you like..." Princess Changle said a few words on the scene, and walked towards Wei Wen with a wine glass filled with amber liquor.

   Being in an epidemic area and still catching a cold, I just rely on perseverance to code. I wish you all peace and joy.

  (end of this chapter)