This kind of obvious show of affection has been frowned upon by people throughout the ages.

"okay."

Mrs. Jingrou, who was awakened, also realized how wrong she was just now.

Her pretty face was slightly red, and she didn't know what was wrong these days. She always felt that she and the king seemed to have returned to their youth.

Lin Mengya's words also made Madam suddenly realize that they were now under the eyes of others.

The moment Lin Mengya stood in front of her, Madam adjusted her emotions.

By the time she left with the tea cup, Mrs. Jingrou had returned to normal.

"This is the lovely girl that the Ninth Prince has found for you. Let's take a look. Oh, she is really a character. The sisters in our palace are not half as good as her. Girl, how old are you?"

Lin Mengya took the tea cup and was pulled aside by Mrs. Xian.

He looked at her up and down as if she were a commodity.

She is not a banana or an apple and can be chosen by anyone.

He took a step back and said respectfully

"Mrs. Hui Xian, this slave is eighteen years old."

It's not that she's pretending to be young, but that's what's written on the new identity Xiaoyu gave her.

Even though everyone around her knows she is Lin Mengya, to the outside world, she is still the folk girl named He Lan.

"Eighteen, I don't look like it. She looks like a fifteen-year-old girl. I remember that when Mrs. Jingrou first met the king, she must have been eighteen years old. What a good age, how beautiful my sister was back then.

, I still dare not forget it at all. It was because I had little experience. At that time, I just thought that if you talk about this inner and outer royal city, even if you count all the tribes and counties, I am afraid that you will not find anyone who can be as good as my sister.

A lady from a famous family."

These words are really flattering.

But no matter how Lin Mengya heard it, she felt a little strange.

Madam Jingrou is the Gu girl of the Xin family. She was raised like a princess since she was a child. She is just a palace maid, how can she be comparable to Madam?

Seeing that Mrs. Xian let go of herself, Lin Mengya immediately found an opportunity to exchange tea for his wife.

That invisible gaze was looking at her again.

Lin Mengya glanced over casually, only to see the palace maid tugging at Madam Xian's sleeve.

She immediately understood in her heart that it seemed that Xiaoyu was causing her trouble again.

Alas, my younger brother is so outstanding that he is also a burden to my older sister.

No wonder, Mrs. Xian's words were all directed towards Mrs. Jingrou.

Damn it, there is such a thing.

"This is true. I have seen it before. Sister Jingrou is really the only one who comes out on top. No wonder, over the years, only sister Jingrou has

Sister, she is the one who is very dear to the King’s heart. This kind of blessing is something I can’t even envy.”

Mrs. Qinghua smiled and said softly.

"That's of course. What kind of family the Xin family is, none of us can compare with it. Those from a small family have no hope."

Seeing that the two singing along were trying to please Madam Jingrou, Madam Min opened her mouth and uttered words that automatically turned the scene cold.

But as soon as she said the words, Mrs. Min obviously regretted it.

Obviously, it is clear that the Xin family's origin is a pain for Mrs. Jingrou rather than something worth showing off.

Lin Mengya could see clearly that this Mrs. Min was really aloof and arrogant.

She didn't even think about it, what if she came from a noble family?

Yao Lu is still not welcome. If she offends Mrs. Jingrou, the queen's position will really have nothing to do with her.

Today, Lin Mengya also had a clear look at the role of this round.

Mrs. Min, who was in charge of the game, probably wanted to have a good relationship with Mrs. Jingrou, so she invited the always kind-hearted Mrs. Qinghua to accompany her.

But this cannot be said clearly.

So Mrs. Qinghua pretended that she did not understand what Mrs. Min meant, and even invited Mrs. Xian, who had a disagreement with Mrs. Min.

Mrs. Xian was afraid that this was Mrs. Min's fault, and she was asking for trouble when she came, so she rejected Mrs. Qinghua from the beginning.

Who knows, maybe the girl next to her also has a crush on the Ninth Prince?

This round of people comes, and the fun begins.

His eyes gently rested on Mrs. Tsinghua University. Although everyone had their own plans, the biggest winner today was probably Mrs. Tsinghua University.

Mrs. Min was afraid that she would not be able to question her. Such a loyal person loved acting the most.

There are some things that are better to see through and tell them apart if they are unnecessary.

Mrs. Xian disrupted the situation, Mrs. Min kept breaking the rules, and Mrs. Qinghua, in the end, acted magnanimously to mediate the conflicts between them.

Lin Mengya could see clearly that some of the words were not meant to be conciliatory, but were clearly stirring up trouble.

It's a pity that Mrs. Min's situation was messed up.

Presumably Mrs. Min will be so angry that she will vomit three liters of blood after she returns, right?

Finally, after sunset, Mrs. Jingrou stood up to say goodbye.

The face of the arrogant Mrs. Min also turned the color of pig liver with anger.

Although Mrs. Xian smiled on the outside, she was hiding something hidden inside.

The grudge between them may not be that simple.

"Do you see something?"

On the way, Mrs. Jingrou asked in a low voice.

She had been laughing all day, and her face was almost stiff.

But in the palace, this is normal.

Lin Mengya nodded, supported his wife, and walked to the king's palace.

Naturally, she could see clearly that today there was a quarrel between Mrs. Xian and Mrs. Min.

But the person who really decided the situation was the Tsinghua University lady.

By the time we returned to the king's palace, the outsiders had already dispersed.

The king went to the study in front again, and Mrs. Jingrou also took Lin Mengya to the inner room on the west side of the palace.

Madam and the King stay here every day.

Entering the inner room, everyone except her was turned away by the madam.

Lin Mengya's small hands gently massaged Madam. Her hands were very strong and she knew the acupuncture points well.

It will make you feel painful and numb for a few moments, but it will really relieve your fatigue.

Madam Jingrou likes this massage the most. She makes her whole body feel much more relaxed.

"Now that you can see it, tell me, who should we help with this queen's position?"

Mrs. Jingrou's plan is not very complicated, it is just like training a Tibetan mastiff.

So everyone is defeated in the fight, and although the remaining one is difficult to deal with, it is still stronger than the other two opponents.

Besides, the enemy of your enemy is your friend.

When the time comes, there will definitely be someone who will take the initiative to help Madam Jingrou.

Now their task is to choose that person.

Lin Mengya thought for a while and then said

"The easiest thing is to support Mrs. Tsinghua, and the hardest thing is to support Mrs. Xian. But in my opinion, they are both the best targets."

Mrs. Tsinghua is an old fox, and she has long coveted the post.

It's just that she hid it very well. If Mrs. Jingrou hadn't been there, this position would most likely fall into her hands.

And because of her clever methods, many ladies will definitely be grateful to her.

Although it is easy for such a person to get to the top, it will be even more difficult to deal with her in the future.

And people like Mrs. Xian have big flaws in their character.

If you want to support Mrs. Xian, it is indeed the most difficult.

But in the end, such people are the easiest to deal with.

After listening to Lin Mengya's words, Mrs. Jingrou nodded slowly.

"Yes, they are indeed not the last choice. In your opinion,

, then who should we choose?”
To be continued...