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Chapter 234 Shooting yourself in the foot

Although it was a banquet with the theme of snow appreciation, the banquet was placed in a spacious hall.

The seats for male guests and female guests were separated. The male guests' seats were filled with people drinking and singing, and the female guests' seats were also lively.

"Who is the young lady from the Protector's Palace?" The queen looked at Shen Moran and praised, "She is indeed a pretty girl. She can still vaguely see what she looked like when she was a child. You often went to the palace when you were a child, do you still remember it? My wife?"

Chang Jinchan stood up and replied: "The Queen's beauty is still the same as before, there has been no change. Of course Jinchan remembers the Queen!"

"How is the Lord Protector doing in the northwest?"

"Back to the Queen, it's bitterly cold in the northwest. My father has been guarding the customs for these years and has some old problems, but they are not serious. Several brothers can now help my father. As long as I, the Chang family, are here, they will not let the iron hooves from outside the customs enter. One step towards the great Zhou Dynasty’s national gate!”

The girl's voice was sonorous and powerful, and the queen smiled and praised: "She is indeed the daughter of a general. With the Lord Protector here, the people of the Zhou Dynasty can rest easy."

"I have prepared some supplements and sent them to the Duke's palace, as well as some clothes and jewelry. The girl's family is alone in the capital. The Lord Protector is guarding the court. I should take good care of my daughter on behalf of the Lord Protector. If you have any difficulties, just tell me."

Chang Jinchan followed the rules and bowed.

"Thank you, Queen."

After staying in the northwest for ten years, Chang Jinchan was not used to such an occasion. Shen Moran taught her these words word by word, and she was so worried that she broke into a sweat for fear of saying something wrong.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I sat down.

Turning his head to look at Shen Moran, he was holding a wine glass and taking a sip, showing no stage fright for such an occasion.

"Hey." Chang Jinchan tried to attract her attention, but felt awkward, "Isn't your sweetheart here?"

Shen Moran almost choked on her wine. Has this girl always spoken so directly?

He reminded in a low voice: "This is in the palace, and there are ears on the front, back, left, and right. Please be careful when you speak."

Chang Jinchan snorted and lowered her voice and asked: "Then is she here? Which family is she from? Do you want to hand over your handkerchief?"

Shen Moran hissed and deliberately hung her up.

"you guess?"

Chang Jinchan grinned and sat back in her seat and stopped looking at her. She found that her cousin-in-law was very scheming and always teased her and treated her like a child. Could she really like women... …

She couldn't help but tremble.

A hot gaze fell on her. Chang Jinchan looked up and saw a cute-looking girl with very unfriendly eyes looking at her.

She looked confused and stared back.

Unexpectedly, the other party took the opportunity to stand up and make a proposal to the queen.

"Today is a good day. I would like to suggest that we, the younger generation, perform performances to entertain the Queen, the concubines and their ladies?"

Sitting there was a bit boring. The Snow Appreciation Banquet was not a formal banquet. The purpose of holding this banquet was to praise virtues. In order to celebrate Ruixue, Shen Mingshu's proposal was approved by everyone.

Hearing her words, she turned to Chang Jinchan.

"Last time at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, all the ladies showed off their special skills. In order to keep it fresh, why not invite the ladies from the Protector's Palace to come first?"

The girl blinked and asked, "Sister Chang won't be unwilling, right?"

If you want to be in the spotlight, but push others out, this move is called killing with a borrowed knife in the art of war.

Chang Jinchan didn't like her and asked: "I wonder which family this lady is from? Are we familiar with each other?"

Shen Mingshu did not expect that she would make trouble, and her face turned red with embarrassment. She looked at Shen Moran and explained: "Princess Zhan is my biological sister. I was negligent. I only found out today that Sister Chang came to Beijing, and I didn't have time to visit her. Sister. , why don’t you tell me!”

These words seemed to be an explanation, but in fact they were just trying to clean themselves up, blaming Shen Moran for not telling her and not giving her a chance to curry favor with Chang Jinchan.

The daughter of the Protector... This is an identity that makes everyone jealous. Thinking of Zhou Yu's tone when he asked her about Chang Jinchan, she almost became jealous!

Even Chang Jinchan, a rough-and-tumble person, felt the discord between the two sisters. She turned sideways and looked at the people around her. She wanted to see how she would deal with it?

I saw the old god Shen Moran there, and said leisurely and contentedly: "Since I got married, maybe to avoid suspicion, my sister only accompanied His Royal Highness Prince Yu to Prince Zhan's Mansion once. Every time my mother came to visit, she didn't see her. I just want to say some thoughtful words to my sister, but I don’t have the chance..."

"Since it was my younger sister who started it, why not let her introduce the idea to others? My cousin is a guest from afar, so there is no reason to let the guests perform for fun..."

Shen Mingshu's heart tightened, and she looked at the queen, who nodded in agreement: "Princess Zhan is right, the Chang family girl has just entered the capital, and she doesn't know the rules of our banquet yet. Mingshu, since you mentioned it, I guess it is You are prepared, why don't you perform first so that everyone can be prepared."

Shen Mingshu had already planned it, but she was planning to overwhelm the audience with her beauty, not just to attract attention.

The first person to appear is quickly forgotten.

Now...it's really like shooting yourself in the foot.

She lowered her head to look at Mrs. Du, who graciously agreed for her and told her: "Don't let down everyone's expectations."

No one would stand up for her, so Shen Mingshu gritted her teeth and endured it.

"Please allow Ming Shu to go down and change clothes."

The atmosphere at the banquet did not become cold because of anyone's departure. Before leaving the hall, you could still hear the voices next door, and someone was whispering about her...

Snowflakes were falling outside the hall, and she put on an ice-blue dance costume. The thin dance costume could not block the cold wind, and the cold made her teeth chatter.

Alian stuffed the musician's purse, and the music that was playing in the palace suddenly stopped and was replaced by another song. The prelude of the song was added with the cold timbre of the dongxiao, making it look sad and low.

I saw a girl wearing a blue and white dance dress floating towards her, and the opened door curtain was mixed with snowflakes rolling in. Everyone's attention was attracted.

Shen Mingshu knew very well how capable Shen Moran was. Her dance was a bit opportunistic. The idea was that the husband would sacrifice his life for the country. The newlywed wife danced alone in the snow. It was sad at first, but in the middle it recalled the lingering pathos of the past, and in the later period it was elevated to a prosperous age. , the life that has passed away retreats alone in the smoke and dust, turns into a guard, and is willing to be ordinary.

Shen Mingshu couldn't remember this dance. Since she wanted to take the initiative, Shen Moran didn't mind helping her and letting her be the center of attention to satisfy her vanity.

Everyone was shocked by this dance. Only Shen Moran lowered her eyes and stared at the tea cup in her hand. Looking carefully, she seemed to have a faint smile on her lips, which was so funny that it made people laugh. Creepy.

Chang Jinchan couldn't help but shudder.

"I didn't expect that your sister really has two brushes, but I see that you two sisters don't seem to be getting along well?"

Chang Jinchan wanted to stab her in the heart, but she soon knew she was wrong.

"If my cousin had been on the stage just now, she would have been compared very badly."

After she finished speaking, she raised her eyes to look at her, and Chang Jinchan immediately withered.

Yes, if she hadn't opened her mouth to come to the rescue just now, and others had followed suit, she would have been dragged out for a walk today, whether she was prepared or not.

She is not afraid, but she only knows how to wield swords and guns, and is not very good at dancing.

Daddy always said that if she is not good at studying, she will suffer in the future. This is not true. Now it finally comes true.


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