In the five years that Murong Qiqi was not around, Murong Xinlian tried her best to befriend the sons of the aristocratic families. There was no one in the capital who did not know that the Second Miss of the Murong residence was an outstanding beauty. At this moment, Murong Xinlian was treating everyone like the eldest daughter of the Murong residence.
"Why did you call this ugly freak over?" Murong Jun was not fond of this sister of his and blurted out "ugly freak".
Murong Qiqi pretended not to hear Murong Jun's words and maintained her sheep-like appearance. She obediently allowed Murong Xinlian to hold her hand and lead her into the pavilion. "Greetings, Big Brother!"
"Hmph!" Murong Jun opened his folding fan and turned his face away as a response. "If I knew that I was waiting for her, I would have gone to the Red Leaning Brothel to find my Little Peach! What a waste of this young master's time! "
Murong Xinlian and Murong Qinglian were already used to Murong Jun's words.
This young master was a prodigal son in the field of love, an expert in the brothel. He was proficient in eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling. What he liked the most were beautiful women and what he loved to do the most was to fool around with women.
As the only descendant of the Murong residence, Murong Tai was especially indulgent towards this precious son of his. Whether it was kidnapping women or gambling debts, no matter what kind of shameful things he did, Murong Tai was always the one to clean up the mess.
This was the first time Murong Qiqi saw Murong Jun after returning to the residence. Although Murong Jun had inherited Murong Tai's handsomeness when he was young, his yellowish eyes, dark circles, and skinny body all betrayed the fact that he had indulged in debauchery.
"Yo, Third Sister, you're really slow!" Murong Qinglian glanced at Murong Qiqi.
Murong Qinglian's "Third Sister" attracted everyone's attention to Murong Qiqi.
As for the Third Miss of the Murong residence, many of them had only heard of her name from rumors. They had never seen her in person. After all, Murong Qiqi had stayed in Jingxin Monastery for five years and had never appeared in the capital. Thus, Murong Qiqi's figure had never appeared in the social circles of these young masters and ladies. This was the first time she had 'shown herself' since her return.
However, ever since Murong Qiqi returned to the capital, there were rumors about her everywhere. Now that they saw her in person, they couldn't help but take a closer look at her, wanting to see what she looked like.
She had a simple braid and was dressed in a light blue dress. She only had a simple pearl flower on her head and an ordinary peachwood hairpin in her hair. Although her appearance was not as good as Murong Xinlian and Murong Qinglian, her expression was gentle and gentle. She had a fresh and natural feeling to her, which made these young ladies who were covered in jewels pale in comparison.
"I was wondering who had such a big face. It turns out to be the Third Miss!" Right at this moment, an eccentric voice suddenly sounded out. The person who spoke was the Duanmu Family's Eldest Young Miss, Duanmu Yiyi.
"You must be more noble than the others, that's why you made everyone wait. Could it be that Third Miss is looking down on us?"
Duanmu Yiyi had an unforgiving mouth, but the bystanders knew very well why she was targeting Murong Qiqi.
This Young Miss Duanmu was a loyal follower of Ryuze Jingtian and had once said that she would marry Imperial Prince Consort Jing. Now that she had met Murong Qiqi, who was inferior to her in every aspect, the future Princess Consort Jing, Duanmu Yiyi naturally had to show her strength.
"It's my fault for coming late. What should I do to appease the resentment in Young Miss' heart?"
As soon as Murong Qiqi finished speaking, someone who knew what was going on laughed out loud.
'Resentment' was a very good word to describe Duanmu Yiyi's mentality. Since she couldn't become Princess Consort Jing, she was naturally resentful, which was why she was making things difficult for Murong Qiqi. The word 'resentment' perfectly described Duanmu Yiyi's image as a 'resentful woman'.
"Murong Qiqi!"
Duanmu Yiyi's face immediately turned ashen after being laughed at. In her opinion, Murong Qiqi had said this on purpose to mock her. She was the dignified young miss of the Duanmu Family, yet she was being mocked by a good-for-nothing like Murong Qiqi.
"Younger Cousin, come and sit — —" Just as Duanmu Yiyi was about to reprimand Murong Qiqi, Li Yunqing, who was sitting quietly to the side, smiled and raised his wine cup to Murong Qiqi, "You made me wait for you for so long. Shouldn't you punish yourself with three cups of wine?"
No one had expected Li Yunqing to speak up in support of him. It had to be known that this Eldest Young Master of the Li Family always had his eyes on the top of his head and very few people caught his eye. Now, he was helping Murong Qiqi out of her predicament. When did their relationship become so good?
"I made Older Cousin wait for so long, I deserve to be punished!"
Knowing that Li Yunqing was helping her, Murong Qiqi smiled gratefully at him and directly picked up a wine pot. She tilted her head and opened her red lips slightly. The wine pot tilted and the pure wine slowly flowed into Murong Qiqi's mouth.
At this time, the silver moonlight fell evenly on Murong Qiqi's body, covering her in a dreamy mist. The surroundings were very quiet, and only the sound of wine entering one's throat could be heard. Beauty, wine. Murong Qiqi, who originally had ordinary features, actually had a trace of enchantment in this kind of scene, causing everyone to be stunned.
"Good alcohol tolerance!" When Murong Qiqi put down the wine pot, Shangguan Wuji took the lead and cheered, "I did not expect Third Miss's alcohol tolerance to be so good. You are simply not inferior to a man!"
The Shangguan Clan had produced many outstanding generals. Shangguan Wuji's character was very forthright as well. He had a manly and valiant air about him.
Soldiers naturally liked to drink to their heart's content. Hence, when Murong Qiqi, a lady, drank so forthrightly, Shangguan Wuji had a good impression of her.
Seeing Shangguan Wuji praise Murong Qiqi, Duanmu Yiyi's expression turned even more unsightly. "So what if you know how to drink? You are still trash! " Duanmu Yiyi relied on the fact that the current Empress, Duanmu Qing, was her aunt. Naturally, she was more arrogant than the others.
Duanmu Yiyi's words made Shangguan Wuji frown, "Miss Duanmu, it is not the character of a noble lady to talk about others in front of their faces."
Shangguan Wuji spoke up for her, causing Murong Qiqi to have a whole new level of respect for him. She and Shangguan Wuji did not know each other, but he helped her when he saw injustice. Such a person was worth befriending!
"Whether I am trash or not, we will know after we try!"
Duanmu Yiyi did not dare to clash head-on with Shangguan Wuji. Although her aunt was the current Empress, the Empress Dowager, Shangguan Feiyan, was the younger sister of Shangguan Wuji's grandfather. Shangguan Wuji had to address her as' Aunt '. The Empress Dowager doted on this Shangguan Clan descendant a lot. Even the Emperor trusted the Shangguan Clan.
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