"Miss, which young master is that?" Xiangyue stared at the corner where Mo Jingxiao left, refusing to look away for a long time.
Ning Yujin was fiddling with the wet hair sticking to her face. When she heard the question, she said "huh" and approached Xiangyue: "Why are you asking this? Could it be that... you want to marry someone else?"
"Miss, what are you talking about!" Xiangyue finally reluctantly withdrew her gaze and raised her eyelids to give her a sidelong glance.
Ning Yujin raised one corner of her mouth and smiled evilly: "Am I talking nonsense? Since I'm talking nonsense, then your face will turn red."
Xiangyue covered her hot cheeks, lowered her head and whispered softly: "I'm just thinking, if you can't marry His Highness Prince Ding, young lady, wouldn't it be a good idea to marry such a young master?"
"You want me to marry him? What a dream!" Ning Yujin rolled her eyes, not bothering to explain to Xiangyue that that person was Mo Jingxiao, so she changed the subject and said, "Where is Ning Yuning?"
Xiangyue snorted softly: "After seeing the young lady falling into the water, she didn't even call anyone and ran away."
"Yeah, that's a pity."
She wanted to be Princess Ding, but when Prince Ding showed up, she ran away.
Ning Yujin said it was a pity, but she was secretly happy in her heart when she heard hurried footsteps coming from the corridor. It seemed that a large number of people were walking towards this direction.
"Xiangyue." Ning Yujin winked at her and immediately leaned "weakly" into her arms.
Xiangyue's expression suddenly became sad, and she hugged Ning Yujin and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Miss! Miss, everything must be fine! Don't leave me alone..."
Facts have proved that Ning Yujin is all about acting. Look at those little tears that fall away at the drop of a hat, look at those eyes and look at that expression, how vivid and on point!
When a large group of orioles with red flowers and green willows rushed over, they saw Ning Yujin, who was like a drowned rat, lying in Xiangyue's arms. Her little face turned pale (she had applied two more layers of beauty cream), and her little body was shivering.
She was shivering (the body was beating at a certain frequency), her hair and all her clothes were soaked, and they were stuck to her face and body. She was miserable and pitiful.
Someone with sharp eyes recognized her immediately: "Isn't this the one who was taken away by Miss Ning Er just now?"
"It's so tragic. How could it be like this?"
Someone sneered: "It's impossible for her to get bored and jump into the lake. Where is Miss Ning Er who brought her here?"
"Yes, where is Miss Ning Er?"
"Could it be..."
The cold sneer sounded again: "What could it be? I saw with my own eyes how someone poisoned his sister."
"To kill my own sister...this turns out to be Miss Ning San."
"Alas, the world is getting worse."
Ning Yujin listened to these conversations and sneered silently in her heart.
What women in a boudoir care most about is reputation and reputation, which represents your upbringing and cultivation, and directly affects whether you can get married.
At today's Peony Party, almost all the ladies from high-ranking families were present. Ning Yuning's story of pushing her into the water would make the entire Shengjing aware of it in less than half a day.
How can any mother-in-law safely marry her son to a person who won't even let her own sister go?
Oh, she was really looking forward to seeing Ning Yuning's expression at this moment.
but……
She never goes around with any family. It can be said that she doesn't know any of the ladies from this group of aristocratic families. So who is the one who has been talking to her just now?
I couldn't help but look up from Xiangyue's arms and saw a woman wearing an emerald green dress and a long gauze skirt. She was calling for someone to carry a simple sedan over. She was the one who had just spoken to help.
Next to her, there was a woman in a warm yellow dress who was clearing the place: "Okay, let's all go back. His Highness Prince Ding may have already passed, so don't delay here."
As soon as His Highness Prince Ding moved out, everyone's expressions were immediately mixed with embarrassment, joy, and affection. They tugged at the handkerchief and tweaked it, but everyone dispersed.
The scene suddenly became quiet, and the woman in green and yellow also walked to Ning Yujin and reached out to help her up.
"Are you okay?" the woman in yellow asked.
"It's okay." Ning Yujin raised her lips and smiled, finally taking a closer look at the two of them.
The woman in green clothes has an oval face, willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes. She looks pretty and cute, but judging from her sarcastic words just now, she can definitely be regarded as a shrewd woman.
The other one is wearing a warm yellow dress with a light gauze cover. Her hair is like ink, her eyes are like daisy, her eyes are watery, her lips are like cherry blossoms, and she is as graceful as clear water. She is definitely a typical lady.
The two of them held Xiangyue together, helped her onto the sedan chair, and carried her to the nearest pavilion.
Several people talked for a while on the road and exchanged names. Only then did Ning Yujin realize that these two people had a great background.
The one in yellow is Su Yuehua, the youngest daughter of Prime Minister Su. She is notorious in Shengjing for being a troublemaker and extremely fierce.
Ning Yujin was so excited that she suddenly felt that she had found an organization, and quickly asked: "Then Prime Minister Su doesn't care about you?"
Su Yuehua hummed proudly: "If he wants to take care of it, he must be able to take care of it."
Next to her, Shen Yixuan explained: "Mr. Su has three sons and seven grandchildren. I didn't expect that he would end up with a youngest daughter like her in his old age. The whole family loves her so much. If anyone dares to harm her, Mrs. Su will fight for her."
, Prime Minister Su doesn’t dare to care about her.”
Ning Yujin suddenly laughed: "Haha, this is interesting."
And this Shen Yixuan is the woman wearing a warm yellow dress, and the one Ning Yujin saw playing the piano in the pavilion when she first entered the peony garden.
She is the granddaughter of Duke Xin Guo and a well-known talented woman in Shengjing.
He is excellent at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is also an outstanding tea ceremony girl.
The peonies she painted were plump and gorgeous flowers, with cascading petals and green leaves. They painted the peonies in bloom so vividly that even the queen asked her for one to hang in the Weiyang Palace.
To sum it up in one sentence: A great person!
When it was Ning Yujin's turn to introduce herself, she sadly discovered that she seemed to have nothing to say!
But at this moment, Su Yuehua came to her ear mysteriously and chuckled: "You are good at treating people. Ning Yuning's life will be difficult in the future."
"..."
Ning Yujin was immediately embarrassed.
"Did you see it?"
Su Yuehua shrugged, spread his hands and said, "Oh, we happened to pass by and witnessed the whole process."
Ning Yujin's beautiful eyes widened and she was suddenly shocked: "Then you still help me?"
"Tsk, I just can't stand it." When Su Yuehua thought of Ning Yuning, she looked like she had eaten a fly, "I don't even look at her like that, but any person with a high status is not generous and benevolent.
De Fenghua? Her vixen-like appearance may make men like her, but no one will marry someone who will preside over the wedding ceremony. She is not qualified to marry Prince Ding."
"Haha, don't you like King Ding? Why are you fighting for him?" Shen Yixuan said as she took out a lavender dress from the closet and handed it to Ning Yujin, "This is what I did last year I made the clothes when I was living here, but unfortunately they grew too fast and I can’t wear them anymore. They should be just right for your body size.”
"Thank you." Ning Yujin took the clothes and politely thanked Shen Yixuan, but her eyes still stayed on Su Yuehua, "Yuehua doesn't like Prince Ding? Why?"