Zhan Beihan sat in his original position, his fingers irritatedly and his sharp eyebrows and eyes were calm and resentful, as if suppressing inexplicable anger.
He previously thought that Concubine Shu’s birthday banquet was in the harem, and only female relatives attended it.
This has been like this in previous years.
Who knew that this year, Concubine Shu suddenly changed her mind.
A good birthday banquet turned into an alternative blind date banquet, with unmarried men and women from all families gathering together.
But he was going to give her the invitation from Xiao Lingyue.
What is this?
If he had known that the birthday banquet would be like this, why would he have done so much and push people to the banquet?
The man pulled his collar irritably, and there was a fire in his chest that seemed to be a tray.
It's really shooting myself in the foot.
Just pull the person away.
But the problem is that Xiao Lingyue's woman was very stubborn, and the less she asked her to do anything, she insisted on doing what she wanted to do.
"Tsk..." The man grinded his teeth secretly, only feeling even more annoyed.
Half an hour later.
The carriage successfully arrived at the palace gate.
Today, the palace gate was particularly lively, with carriages lined up one after another, neatly lined up in front of the palace gate. Even the guards on duty were twice as many as usual, but they still seemed not smooth enough.
Martial law was already on the ground, and carriages were not allowed to walk in the palace. All the ladies, daughters and young men from all families who entered the palace to attend the banquet had to get off the carriage, and after being inspected by the guards, the palace maids and eunuchs were brought into the palace.
Because of the large number of people and the process was slow, many wives who felt that the carriage were bored got out of the carriage. Surrounded by the maids and servants, they whispered and laughed in a low voice with other wives.
At this time, someone looked into the carriage convoy with sharp eyes and exclaimed: "Isn't that the carriage from Prince Yi's Mansion?"
Several ladies turned their heads and looked: "I heard that the concubine was invited to come too?"
"Haha, when did she not participate?" a wife sneered sarcastically, "It is obviously a concubine who is not allowed to go to the table. She puts the princess's clothes every day, and is on par with us, the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of the wife of
It's really disgusting."
"Who said no?"
Another lady next to her covered her mouth with a handkerchief, with a reserved expression and a little disgusted, "But what can I do? After all, she is from the Yi Palace, and His Highness Yi did not say anything. We are just dissatisfied.
I can only bear it."
"I heard that Concubine Shu likes her very much. She often summons her to the palace to talk, giving her a big face."
"That's not a face for her? It's obviously a face for His Highness Yi..."
"What's the difference? There is no official concubine in the Yi Mansion. Isn't her identity as the only concubine so much? His Highness's face is her face. Otherwise, this woman is the most important thing to marry the right person!
A wife is noble because of her husband, who cares about what kind of background she was from before?”
A trace of jealousy flashed across the face of the noble lady who spoke in a low voice, and she said in a sour tone: "Look at me, aren't it just a sparrow rolling in the mud, flying onto the branches and turning into a phoenix?"
"Puff..." The ladies next to them were amused.
As the saying goes, birds of birds of a feather flock together.
There are factions among noble ladies in the same capital circle, and the one who can best bring a group of women is the people they hate together.