Cold Prince,Love Tenderly

Chapter 281

"No more practice. I'm so tired." Xia Yuchan shook her hand and collapsed directly on the bed.

"Miss Biao, these are the most basic things. Of course you have to learn them, or you will be laughed at if you marry to Xichu." Mother Zhang, who was sent by old lady Yun to serve Xia Yuchan, said painstakingly.

"I don't want to learn. I don't want to learn." Xia Yuchan will head into the quilt, foot chaos pedal.

Xia Yuyan also taught her some basic etiquette when she lived in the palace before. But Xia Yuyan really loved her. She just taught her again and again. After seeing what she had learned, she was no longer forced to do it. However, this mammy did not pity her at all, and asked her to do actions again and again: salute, walk and even eat It made her back ache.

"Miss Biao, it's just that practice makes perfect. You'll be better after more practice." After that, Mammy Zhang wanted to catch Xia Yuchan.

"I don't want it. I don't want it." Xia Yuchan kicks her legs in disorder and doesn't want mammy Zhang to get close to her.

"What's the matter?" Summer language Yan strides forward to come in, hear the voice inside this room, eyebrow tiny frown.

"See the empress dowager," mother Zhang saw Xia Yuyan as if she had seen the Savior, "the princess quickly advised Miss Biao, the old slave forced her to learn etiquette for her good."

Summer language Yan heart clear, "mammy go down, I come to persuade her."

"The old slave is quitting." Mother Zhang bowed out after saluting.

"If you look like this now, you can't look like a princess. Why don't you marry?" Summer language Yan did not go to comfort her, just sit at the bottom of the cup of water to drink.

"I don't want it." Xia Yuchan heard Xia YuYan's words and sat up immediately.

Xia Yu Yan looked at her messy hair and couldn't help crying and laughing. She put down the cup and looked serious.

"Chan'er, my sister knows you don't like these rules, but if you want to marry Chu Mohan, you have to learn them."

Xia Yuchan's voice shriveled, "I know, but I'm still very tired."

"Practice makes perfect. If you practice more, you will get used to it."

"Oh," Xia Yuchan lowered her head and whispered.

Xia Yuyan shook her head helplessly, "the Empress Dowager will hold a flower feast tomorrow. You are good to dress up and go with me tomorrow."

"Ah?" Xia Yuchan raised her head and looked at Xia Yuyan. Her eyes were pitiful, "can I not go?"

"No," Xia YuYan's voice is beyond doubt, "you should also participate in such a banquet, so as not to be used to it in the future."

"All right." Xia Yuchan looks Wan.

The summer language Yan looks at her that aggrieved appearance to smile helplessly, also did not say any more what then walked out directly.

In the imperial garden, the Empress Dowager was surrounded by a group of noble ladies and noble girls. She did not know what to talk about, which made the Empress Dowager laugh several times.

Xia Yuyan and Xia Yuchan drink tea in the small pavilion beside them, ignoring the lively scene there.

"You two are here to stay away." Ruo Fei moved the lotus step to the pavilion.

"There are too many people around the Empress Dowager. It doesn't seem like a little less for me." Summer language Yan a pair does not care about appearance.

LAN Ruo Fei didn't say much when she saw this.

The Empress Dowager looks very happy here, and the emperor is also very busy. Because of the last incident, Dongli and Nanjiang were estranged. In order to eliminate the estrangement, the empress of Southern Xinjiang specially sent treasures and a group of women.

"Good."

The emperor looked at the women sent by the empress of Southern Xinjiang dancing and kept praising.

Not only Xuanyuan asked the sky, but also the eyes of some ministers and aristocratic princes lingered on the women, eager to put their eyes on them.

Xuanyuan Yichen looks indifferent, as if he didn't see the women. He eats snacks and drinks wine.

"Second brother, why do I always feel that the woman who leads the dance in the middle is a little strange?" Xuanyuan Yiqing sits beside Xuanyuan Yichen, so he can talk to him slightly.

Xuanyuan Yichen glanced at the woman, and then immediately took his eyes back. "It's just a beauty given by Southern Xinjiang for the emperor's enjoyment. You don't have to worry about it."

Xuanyuan Yiqing didn't speak, but he still felt something was wrong. He looked at the woman carefully, and felt that she was not different except for her less clothes and more charming and enchanting actions. Perhaps he is really too thoughtful, this woman is just a beauty given to her father by the queen of Southern Xinjiang.

At the end of the banquet, the emperor ordered the dancers and envoys to be rewarded, but only the woman who led the dance was left. She was asked to sleep that night, and the next day she was granted a noble title.