Taking the initiative to remarry! The crazy prince is obsessed with me

Gu Qiong was raised in the palm of someone's hand since she was a child. Before she met Gu Zhilan, the crazy woman, how could anyone have said such harsh words to her?

She immediately burst into tears again: "...You!"

Jiang Ruyin, who had just been scolded by Gu Zhilan, could not stand it any longer. She quickly went up to support Gu Qiong and scolded Gu Zhilan:

"How can you, a little concubine, be so arrogant and disrespectful? Don't you know that calling the princess by her name is the same as cursing her? As your elder sister, Ah Qiong kindly reminded you, but you did this! Since you know that you are lowly and despicable, you should not be in this elegant place!"

Gu Zhilan had been feeling good about herself after changing her new identity. She felt wronged just now, and was repeatedly pointed at and scolded for being unruly. Finally, she couldn't help it.

She took a deep breath and retorted with a fake smile: "So what if I'm a legitimate daughter or a concubine's daughter? Aren't they all daughters of Minister Gu's mansion? You scold me for being unruly, which is the same as scolding Gu Qiong for being unruly. If I'm not good, how can Gu Qiong be any better?"

She even rolled her eyes after she said this, she just felt really happy in her heart.

Gu Zhilan had never had direct contact with these ladies before. After today's entanglement, she felt that they were really ignorant and stubborn. They talked about rules and etiquette, and kept silent about being of the same family. It was really annoying.

Besides, today is different from the past.

When she first came here, she might have been of a low status and had to act with caution, but now she only felt that fate had favored her several times, and with King Yao backing her up, there was no point in her being cautious. She would attack anyone who made her unhappy!

Gu Qiong was so ashamed and angry at her words that she cried and broke free from Jiang Ruyin and ran over to hit the pillar: "...My life is so miserable!"

Jiang Ruyin was caught off guard and was actually freed by her. Seeing that Gu Qiong was about to hurt herself, Qin Yu was quick to rush to her aid. Both he and Gu Qiong fell to the ground, but at least they were saved.

There was a sudden chaos in the ladies' section, and everyone rushed forward to help and comfort the woman.

The Sixth Princess looked at Qin Yu's wrist, which was bruised by the impact. Thinking about Qin Lang's instructions, she finally lost her temper. She raised her chin, looked at Gu Zhilan, and sneered, "You are a concubine's daughter, pretending to be a concubine's daughter. Do you still dream of flying up the tree and becoming a phoenix? You are so sharp-tongued and you are committing treason. Come on, slap her in the face!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a maid came up and grabbed Gu Zhilan's arm, twisted it behind her back, and forced her to kneel on the ground. Gu Zhilan never thought that she would be treated like this in public, and she felt extremely humiliated: "You..."

"Snapped!"

The maid didn't give her a chance to speak. She raised her hand and slapped her hard. Half of Gu Zhilan's face was immediately swollen.

She looked up in disbelief and was about to say something when the maid slapped her hard in the face again, "Pa!"

How could a maid who could follow the Sixth Princess out of the palace be an ordinary maid?

Of course, he had some skills, so he used a lot of strength. However, after two slaps, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of Gu Zhilan's mouth.

The maid slapped her left and right, and after more than ten slaps, Gu Zhilan began to stammer and dared not to be presumptuous anymore.

The guests on both sides watched this scene quietly, and no one spoke to plead for her. Everyone thought that she deserved it... Even Qi Xun just turned his head away with a look of heartache and dared not look.

Shen Xiyue picked up the cup of hot tea and drank it contentedly, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, silently appreciating the scene.

She had no intention of stopping her, nor was she worried that Gu Zhilan would leave after being beaten.

Based on her understanding of Gu Zhilan, Gu Zhilan would just swallow her anger and then try to gain more face.

Shen Xiyue counted silently in her heart, and when she felt it was about the right time, she slowly said, "Miss Gu, do you know you are wrong?"

As soon as she spoke, the maid stopped.

Gu Zhilan slumped on the ground. The ground was just covered with a layer of snow, and the cold muddy water was sticking to her skirt. She didn't care at all, as if she didn't expect these women in the inner house to dare to take action.

At this moment, he thought that he who knows the current situation is a hero, and with his face swollen like a pig's head, he nodded rapidly: "I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have talked back to my elder sister..."

Shen Xiyue said with emotion: "It is a great virtue to correct one's mistakes. Miss Gu has just returned to the Gu family. She should spend some time to learn some rules and etiquette in the future, and there is no need to make a fool of herself...Okay, if Miss Gu has no objection, the snow viewing banquet will continue."

Gu Zhilan climbed up miserably. The flowing dress she had been wearing was now soaked by the mud and stuck to her legs. She gritted her teeth and returned to her seat, allowing the mocking looks to fall on her without uttering another word.

The drumbeats of Frost Leaves sounded again. After the silk flower turned back and forth several times, Gu Zhilan finally found an opportunity. She held the silk flower tightly in her hand, just waiting to save her face!

The person who received the silk flower at the men's seat was Murong Xuan.

He stroked the silk flower with his fingers, and tossed it in his hand, with a playful smile on his lips, he said softly:

"The two poems I just wrote were both about snow, which is very appropriate for the occasion. However, if I write them again, they will lose their freshness. I see that the plum blossoms in this garden are in full bloom, so I would like to ask Miss Gu to write a poem about plum blossoms."

Gu Zhilan stood up calmly, finally getting her chance to perform.

Before she came today, she had memorized several poems in her mind in advance. When the prince mentioned the plum blossom as the theme, she immediately thought of Lu You's "卜算子·咏梅", especially the artistic conception of the poem, which was just like her situation, frustrated and rough, but proud and unyielding!

Gu Zhilan had not yet learned to write calligraphy, and she did not bring her maid with her when she went out today. However, she remembered that Qi Xun did not write it down just now, but just sat and recited a few sentences, so she felt relieved.

She picked up the wine gourd in her hand, tilted her head back and took a sip. The wine spilled out of her mouth, wetting her neck to her collar, but she didn't care at all.

After taking a sip of strong liquor, Gu Zhilan felt that she had regained her carefree attitude, and she said loudly: "Beside the broken bridge outside the post station, lonely flowers bloom without an owner. It is already dusk and I am alone in sorrow, and the wind and rain make it worse."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present frowned, as if they were a little puzzled. How could there be a broken bridge in the plum blossom forest of the princess's mansion?

And it’s not even noon yet, how come it’s already dusk?

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Gu Zhilan poured herself another sip of wine, then threw down the wine gourd, sighed, and cried out in sorrow. She thought that since she wanted to become famous in one battle, she had to put on a good show, and then recited the last few sentences:

"...I have no intention of struggling for spring, I just let the flowers be jealous and fall..."

"Fallen into mud and crushed into dust, only the fragrance remains the same." Without waiting for her to finish reciting, Shen Xiyue stood up slowly and took over the last two sentences from her mouth, her beautiful peach blossom eyes filled with great doubt.

There was an uproar at the table. How could the princess recite the poem that Gu Zhilan wanted to write?

Shen Xiyue said in a cold and condescending voice, "Miss Gu, is it such a coincidence? My master just wrote this poem a few days ago, and you read it out today? Do you have a telepathic connection with him?"