Prince, kneel down quickly, the lady can't run away

Chapter 125: Old Lady: Why is there no one who can match Guaiguai?

Qin originally thought her mother would refuse, but she agreed to go see the girl's talent. She looked at Zhao, who gave her a reassuring look, as if to say, let's go and see first.

Several ladies were so happy that they danced with joy, and asked their maids to inform the young lady and let her prepare to stun the four audiences.

The ladies here received the letter and quickly changed the venue and came to the main courtyard.

When the old lady and her friends arrived, they saw the daughters of various families drinking, writing poems, and painting...

Seeing the elders coming, everyone stood up to greet them.

"Meet the old lady, Madam Wen."

"Please sit down, the old lady and I came here to see what you young ladies are doing. Why don't you continue, why don't you drink?"

"Grandma, I have asked someone to invite my sister."

"Today is her coming-of-age day. She left us all alone. Fortunately, Qi'er is taking care of her. Otherwise, there would be chaos." The old lady gave Wen Ziqi a comforting look.

The people in the General's Mansion couldn't stand hearing this.

"What the old lady said is true. It's because your Prime Minister's Mansion doesn't have a mistress to preside over it. Our Jiu'er is originally weak in nature and weak in body. She just accepts everything after coming back. Maybe she is afraid that she is not familiar with the daughters of the various families and is afraid of causing trouble for the Prime Minister's Mansion!" The Zhao family cannot allow anyone to say that Wen Jiu'er is not familiar with the daughters of the various families and is afraid of causing trouble for the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

"Yes, I heard that the mistress of the Prime Minister's Mansion was ill some time ago. Is she still not well?"

"I was wondering why I didn't see you today."

"Does anyone know if something has happened?"

"Aren't there a lot of these in the backyard?"

"The Prime Minister's daughter, Princess An Ning, is coming of age today. If you don't know, you might think it's a concubine's coming of age. But she came out to receive them. How ridiculous..."

"Well, Xue's illness is not suitable for going out. I originally asked Qi'er to bring Jiu'er to let her interact with more daughters of various families. Is she going to be lazy?" The old lady did not dare to use harsh words, so she had to ask Wen Ziqi in a teasing way.

"That's not true. My sister has brought Miss Zhao and Miss Wu back to Fumengyuan. I have already sent someone to invite them. They must be on the way."

Zhao wanted to say something but was stopped by Qin. After all, this was the Prime Minister's residence. The old lady ignored her and looked outside as if she was waiting for her to come. Then she looked at the woman in the room as if she was choosing something.

This signal was caught by the ladies, so they said, "Since Miss Wen has gone to change her dress, let these young people perform for the two elders and congratulate the county lady on her coming of age."

Once one person speaks up, the rest just follow suit

In fact, the performance program was a spur-of-the-moment idea. Those who could come were trained by famous or promising families. They had to learn the four arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood. So for them, they all knew how to do it, and it depended on whether they were good at it or not.

They also understood that this was their mothers trying to win favor in front of the old lady. As long as they were favored, it would be better than marrying into the royal family. Although the royal family had great authority, life was not a one-day thing. The most fatal thing was that there were no concubines in the general's mansion, which meant a couple for life. This was the choice of many sober women. Some were eager to try, while others were still thinking about clinging to the royal power. After all, the crown prince and the fifth prince were here. Some did not care about it because they wanted to live a simple life. Some had already been engaged...

"Okay," the old lady said, and everyone prepared to go out in order. At this time, Wen Ziqi suggested that everyone draw lots

Everyone agreed, got their numbers, and thought about what to perform.

Just when everyone was thinking about what to perform, the male guests, led by the prince, came to watch the fun.

Although the prince is handsome, he is not as gentle as Su Jinyu,

Although the fifth prince looks cheerful, he is not as carefree and free as Su Jinxiu, who is as beautiful as jade.

Although Su Jinmu is a man of few words and few people see him, his reputation has spread. He has a strong physique, is unruly, and is fresh and handsome.

Although Wen Xi was a playboy, he had an androgynous beauty. Now that he had straightened his back and put on a green shirt, he looked even more pleasing to the eye. Everyone was stunned for a moment.

It's not that everyone thinks the Crown Prince and the Fifth Prince are not good-looking, but the General's son and the eldest son Wen are too good-looking.

"I heard that there was a big event in the main courtyard, so I brought them over to join in the fun."

"Greetings to the Crown Prince and the Fifth Prince." Everyone bowed quickly.

"Old Madam, Old Madam Wen, please get up quickly." Although the prince asked them to get up, he still went to help the old madam. This was someone that even his father had to give some respect to, so he couldn't act pretentiously, and at least showed them kindness.

"Your Highness has arrived at the perfect time. Please take your seat."

"No need, I can just sit in the lower row with them." After saying that, she sat with Su Jinyu, while the Fifth Prince sat opposite, with Su Jinxiu sitting next to him, and Su Jinmu sat next to Su Jinyu to take care of him.

After everyone was seated, the first to go on stage was the daughter of the Minister of War. She was beautiful and intelligent, and her waist was twisting with her movements. Her dance was very formal. After all, it was for the old lady to see. She didn't know how to dance seductively, so because her mother kept urging her, she had to finish the dance first.

"it is good"

Clap, clap, the applause rang out.

"This lady's dance is as graceful as a startled swan and as elegant as a swimming dragon." Wen Jiu could tell that she was not trying to make a splash with this dance, but her waist was really beautiful. The purple Luoqun touched the bells tied around her waist, and the song started with the ringing of the bells. It was obvious that this lady must have excellent dancing skills, but she was just hiding her shortcomings.

........Gao Yining:......

Wen Jiu's face turned red with embarrassment when he saw her forced praise. She must have also noticed that he didn't dance seriously!

"Princess An Ning, I didn't have time to talk to you today. I wish you a happy coming of age. I am Gao Yining, the daughter of the Minister of War. I am sorry to have embarrassed you, but Yining is not very good at martial arts."

"What are you talking about, Miss Gao?" After saying this, he immediately leaned close to her ear and said, "I know you don't want to perform well, but your acting is very bad. I believe that anyone who has studied it can see it."

Sure enough, she looked at her mother, and her mother didn't look very good...

"I can't play the piano, chess, calligraphy or painting, let alone dance. Miss Gao really dances beautifully." Wen Jiu simply said it out loud to avoid giving people the opportunity to ask him to perform. What a fart.

"Guaiguai, why did you come so late? Are you still not feeling well?" The doting look in the old lady's eyes when she saw Wen Jiu was enough to drown someone

"Much better, grandma, am I late?" Wen Jiu acted coquettishly and softly, and the four perverted brothers below just smiled foolishly.

Gao Yining, who was standing in the middle, looked at the weak and helpless woman and said that she was a fairy.

"Ah, Miss Gao, you've worked hard. Sit down and take a rest!" The old lady said, her eyes still on Wenjiu. She asked her to sit next to her, patting Wenjiu's arm from time to time, looking down for a while, then looking at Wenjiu.

I always wonder in my heart: Why is there no one who can be as good as her little Guaiguai?