Dressed as a concubine instead of a concubine

Chonghua Palace

Meng Xiyue was wearing a specially made goose yellow palace dress, which made her skin look white. After being dressed up, she looked like a blooming peony, gorgeous and charming.

When she appeared in front of everyone, she could clearly hear sobbing in the hall.

Everyone present was used to seeing beautiful women, but they were still amazed by her.

Her beauty, cuteness, innocence and agility always make people unable to take their eyes away.

The eldest prince Nan Rongxin couldn't help but stare at her. Yesterday in the imperial study, he was only thinking about using her to deal with Nan Rongzhi, and didn't notice her amazing beauty.

Thinking of the fact that she was also a talented master of ink-smoking, the eldest prince suddenly had a headache.

Nan Rongzhi had her support, and inevitably some people who admired Master Mo Ran turned to him.

He felt a little regretful that he did not get rid of Meng Xiyue on her way to Nanrong Kingdom. He originally wanted to use her to deal with Nan Rongzhi, but he didn't expect that she would become his helper instead.

"She's a beauty."

The charming voice in his ear brought the eldest prince back to his senses. He turned his head to look at the eldest princess, his own sister, who was leaning on a chair with her graceful curves exposed.

He frowned slightly, "Can't you just sit still? How did you learn the rules?"

The eldest princess, Nan Rongwan, raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "I have always been like this, and my royal brother knows this."

"Besides, isn't that what they love about me?"

As she spoke, she cast a coquettish glance at the newly crowned number one scholar opposite her.

The top scholar was so frightened that his face turned red and he looked away.

Nan Rongwan covered her lips and laughed softly, "What a fool."

Seeing this, Nan Rongxin scolded, "You and the top scholar are already engaged, so be more restrained in the future."

"I see."

Nan Rongwan replied impatiently, it was wishful thinking for a top scholar from a poor family to want to control her.

Thinking of this, she picked up the wine glass again, tilted her head back and poured it all into her mouth.

The eldest princess was already very charming and attractive, and with this alluring action, this scene made many men present stare in amazement.

Meng Xiyue naturally also noticed this bright and flamboyant princess.

I heard that she is already 28 years old and has never been married. This is nothing in modern times, but in ancient times when people married early, she was considered an older leftover woman.

She fell in love with Mu Ziyang, the newly crowned top scholar who came from a poor family, at first sight last year, and they are going to get married soon.

Nan Rongzhi sat next to Meng Xiyue and introduced to her the people who came to the banquet one by one. Most of them were the younger generation of the family, and the masters and mistresses of the families all declined for other reasons.

Meng Xiyue understood that they were deliberately suppressing her face and embarrassing the Queen and the Crown Prince.

If it weren't for the emperor's decree, there would probably be few people welcoming me in Chonghua Palace today.

"Your Highness, Princess Yong'an."

They saw a dignified, elegant, bright and generous woman standing in front of them.

He bowed gently to both of them.

"Miss Zhao."

Nan Rongzhi responded with a smile, and then explained to Meng Xiyue, "This is the Prime Minister's daughter, Zhao Lanxue."

The daughter of the prime minister is the eldest prince's cousin.

Not knowing why she came here, Meng Xiyue nodded politely.

"I have long heard that the Prime Minister's daughter is a rare beauty with both talent and beauty. Today I see that she is indeed extraordinary."

"Princess Yong'an is different from the rumors." Zhao Lanxue's smile did not reach her eyes.

"Master Mo Ran is very respected in our Nanrong Country. I hope the princess will not let us down."

Was it because he was disappointed that she was Master Mo Ran, or was it because he was disappointed that Master Mo Ran was a woman like her?

Meng Xiyue raised her eyebrows. Feeling Zhao Lanxue's unkindness, she was no longer polite.

"I am Mo Ran, this is an established fact. If someone likes my calligraphy and paintings, I am very happy. If someone doesn't like it, or likes it now but doesn't like it in the future, then that is her loss."

"How to do Mo Ran is my business. Whether or not I am disappointed is other people's business. I can't do something I don't like just to cater to other people's preferences."

"Princess Yong'an is really courageous." Zhao Lanxue sneered, "I hope the princess can always be herself."

Being herself is a huge joke for her. Ordinary people can't do it, let alone in this vortex of power, every woman is a victim.

Thinking of this, she looked at Nan Rongzhi, "Your Highness, thank you for your hard work along the way."

After saying that, she turned and left. The two of them were in an opposing situation and it was not appropriate for them to communicate too much.

Looking at her back, Meng Xiyue opened his mouth in surprise.

"She likes you."

She just clearly saw a flash of admiration in Zhao Lanxue's eyes.

Although she tried her best to suppress it, it still came out inadvertently.

"What are you talking about?"

Nan Rongzhi rolled her eyes and said, "She is my eldest brother's concubine who has not yet married into the family."

"Concubine?"

How can a prime minister's legitimate daughter become a concubine with this identity?

"Because the eldest brother is older, he can't wait for Zhao Lanxue to grow up, so he can only get married first and leave a position as a concubine for her."

Nan Rongzhi explained, "But Zhao Lanxue was really not happy about it and kept pushing it back."

Originally, she should have moved into the eldest prince's palace after she came of age, but she kept finding various reasons to refuse. Now she is already twenty years old and has not yet entered the palace.

Zhao Lanxue was a young girl, and also the daughter of a prime minister of noble status. She was extremely talented, had a good appearance and character, and naturally had a high aspiration.

It is not difficult to understand why she is unwilling to be the eldest prince's concubine.

Looking at her back, Meng Xiyue suddenly changed his opinion of her.

"She just likes you, but because of her position, she can only restrain herself. But she doesn't want to marry the eldest prince and become your enemy."

"No way?"

Nan Rongzhi was shocked. She knew that Zhao Lanxue had good intentions towards her, and she thought it was because she had saved her.

"It can't be because of that time..."

"What's going on?" Meng Xiyue asked with a gossipy look on her face.

Nan Rongzhi lowered her head. The original owner had just returned from the war and rescued Zhao Lanxue who was being chased on the road.

Later I found out that she was the prime minister's daughter. It seemed that the two of them only had that one contact, and after that they were just nodding acquaintances.

"I didn't expect you to be so unisex. What a sin."

After hearing her story, Meng Xiyue was sure that Zhao Lanxue liked her.

"What should I do?"

Nan Rongzhi had a headache, as matters of the heart were the most complicated, especially since she was a woman dressed as a man and not a real man.

"She didn't say anything, so you just assumed you didn't know. She wouldn't show it."

Regardless of the considerations, Zhao Lanxue will keep this feeling deep in her heart.

"Don't worry, she doesn't want to be the eldest prince's concubine, not because she likes you, but more because she is thinking about herself. She is a smart person."

Nan Rongzhi sighed softly. It was all an emotional debt owed by the original owner.

It would be better to return to being a daughter, so that there won’t be all these troubles.