I'm not willing to be a cannon fodder for the female supporting role anymore

"Master, you called me."

"Any response from the people who were arranged to enter the Seventh Prince's Palace?"

"It is said that people who have just entered the inner court of the palace are not allowed to touch it, and the servants serving in the inner court now are all the new ones recruited when the emperor granted the palace."

"A new recruit? Where are the old men in the palace who used to serve you closely?"

"It is said that the emperor was sympathetic at the time and allowed the nurse to go with him. The rest of the servants in the palace did not go with him to the Seventh Prince's Palace."

"My brother is quite interesting. The midwife and the imperial physician disappeared mysteriously. The palace maids didn't pay much attention to it. I'm afraid that after you checked, the palace maids who served him closely should also be gone."

Chu Chen had an evil smile on his face, and it was obvious that he was very interested in Chu Yueying's affairs.

"Yes, after the Seventh Prince's Mansion was opened, the only palace maid who followed the Seventh Prince closely was the wet nurse. So does the master want to arrest the wet nurse and interrogate her?"

Akabane was a little worried, not understanding why his master would investigate a princess dressed as a man who had no chance of winning the throne. Especially at this critical moment when the eldest prince was exerting all his strength in the court and the harem, shouldn't he focus on dealing with the eldest prince?

"No need. It seems that some things need to be dug up from the root. There is no rush now."

Chu Yueying had just traveled to the ancient times and had never seen the customs and practices of ancient times, so she was extremely curious.

But as a foodie, she really goes around the building every day, and is particularly diligent in eating starting from Dongcheng.

In order to avoid being noticed as much as possible about his strange behavior, whenever he arrived at the restaurant, he would just ask the waiter to bring out the signature dishes, and then pack up the delicious food and send it to Su Qing, under the pretext that Miss Su wanted to learn more about the cuisine in Beijing.

"Although this garden poetry party has the name of a poetry party, it is basically a gathering of young men and women from well-off families in Beijing. So you can think of it as a matchmaking meeting for men and women of marriageable age in Beijing."

Chu Yueying excitedly explained her battle preparation plan to Su Qing.

"The organizers are basically the family members of officials of the second rank or above or royal relatives. The custom of garden poetry gatherings has been passed down to the present day, and generally it is more than just poetry."

Yueying suddenly felt very fortunate that when she was writing this imaginary dynasty, the background gave women relatively more freedom.

"You are good at using swords. I think you can use the ribbon as a sword, dance, and sing a verse. I have written the verse for you - 'Song of Water Melody'."

Speaking of this, Chu Yueying once again gave a thumbs up to her own fictional history. Although it was immoral to plagiarize the poems of Su Shi, people who traveled through time all enjoyed plagiarizing them, and it wouldn't be an extra one for herself, hmm.

After listening to Chu Yueying's enthusiastic arrangements, Su Qing was thinking in her heart, this little prince is trying to please me so much, I'm afraid he will ask for a big reward in the future, it would be bad if it does something bad to the prince.

"Thank you, young prince. Su Qing was just curious about the appearance of the talented men and beautiful women in the capital, and she didn't want to lose her manners, so she asked to learn etiquette from Nanny Yue. She didn't want to perform anything at the poetry meeting."

Chu Yueying felt that the heroine was simply too disappointing. If she wanted to admire Chu Chen, she must become famous at this poetry meeting so that she could repel Chu Chen's other admirer - Qi Wanqiu, the future crown princess in the eyes of the emperor and the legitimate daughter of the Grand Secretary.

The heroine really feels like her own child has no future. It turns out this is what it feels like to be worried sick by a mother.

"You don't have to take the initiative to show your talent. We are not performing for money. The games that noble ladies in the capital play are nothing more than those few, such as passing the flower while beating the drum. When it is your turn to perform, you still have to prepare something."

We finally coaxed the heroine into agreeing to learn dancing, but who should we find to teach her?

On the way home, I passed by a music hall, went in to take a look, and asked the mother in charge. In this peaceful era, there were no masculine dances to learn from. After much thought, I decided that I could only rely on myself.

After returning to the mansion, Yueying sent out all the people in her inner courtyard and found a wooden stick to tie a long ribbon to it. Although she had never learned dancing well, Yueying had a foundation in rhythmic gymnastics.

Have you ever seen a pig run before eating pork? Watching the pretty boys and girls dancing in the video every day is not for nothing. You should be able to process and modify it yourself.

“When will the bright moon appear…I ask the blue sky with my wine…When the blue sky appears, can I throw it up to the sky like a sword, creating a feeling of softness yet strength…”

Chu Yueying spent two days alone in the yard working on the moves. She thought through all the moves she could put together, but she was struggling to work in isolation and didn't know if there were any areas that should be optimized.

For safety reasons, no servants were allowed to approach the courtyard except the wet nurse who brought meals. Yueying dressed up casually and sat in the yard thinking about problems.

Little did she know that someone was staring at her from a tree outside the wall.

On the first day, Chu Chen heard from Eleven that the young prince had worn his hair in a woman's bun and had gone mad in the yard. The next day, the prince came and acted as a sneak.

Although he already knew that this imperial brother was actually an imperial sister, he still couldn't recover for a long time after watching the little girl dance.

For some reason, Chu Chen was extremely curious about this matter. She was of royal blood, her father indulged the concubine in her mischief, and the concubine had a strange attitude towards her own daughter - although the seventh daughter seemed to have a glorious life on the surface, she had only a wet nurse by her side since she was a child.

The more I investigate her life recently, the more I feel that what happened to this little girl is heartbreaking. How... did she accept living this kind of life for so many years?

"Eleven, you don't need to keep an eye on this place for now. Go to Huaizhou to investigate Concubine Li's affairs."

After returning to the East Palace, Chu Chen asked Chiyu to look for information to see if there was anyone who served Concubine Li and Chu Yueying closely, someone who was not important but had access to some inside information, still in the palace.

Three or four days later, Yueying finally finished building the car behind closed doors and took the finished product to Guanjialefang.

"Is this enough?" Yueying was wearing a mask and women's clothes. She wanted to spend some money to pay a visit to the number one dancer Shi Momo, but the housekeeper tried to obstruct her when she saw that she was a woman. Yueying knew that the other party wanted to extort money, but she didn't expect that one ingot of gold would not be enough for a meeting, and she didn't bring much silver with her. After thinking about it, she took out the token of her Seventh Prince's Mansion.

"Oh, young lady, you told me long ago that you are the Seventh Prince's person. You are still so polite. Really." When the word "polite" was mentioned, the housekeeper took the gold ingot from Yueying's hand despite her flattering face.

"It's my duty. Thank you, mom, for leading the way."

"This way, young lady."

After walking around the front hall, along a corridor and pavilion, I passed a lotus pond and saw an independent courtyard behind the rockery.

"This is the Luoli Cottage where Momo lives."

Luoli Xiaozhu? Why does it sound a bit cute? Shouldn’t the top performer in ancient music halls like names with a strong literary flavor?