Lang Xuan, however, did not react.
She even had a smile on her face the whole time.
She said, "You're right. I am indeed the daughter of a military household, and I am indeed without talent or virtue. However, I was betrothed to His Highness the Crown Prince by the Emperor, and I am His Highness's first wife."
She was smiling, but deep in her eyes was a sharp glint that made people afraid to look directly at her.
The phoenix holding a pearl on the golden hairpin swayed gently as she spoke, adding to her air of majesty.
Not to mention those who were strangers to her, even someone as familiar as Yanran was stunned.
Yanran couldn't help but think, "Is it true that clothes make the man?"
My sister-in-law changed her outfit today; she looks absolutely stunning.
Tsk tsk.
This declaration of sovereignty is so sour it makes those jealous people jealous and makes those stupid women want to vomit!
Everyone fell silent; for a moment, only the whistling wind could be heard.
The daughter of the Prince of Liaodong, Mu Qing Mu Ziyu Ziyu's half-sister, came out of the room. Seeing that the atmosphere was off, she smiled and said, "What's wrong? You were all fine just now. What, are you all being so reserved because the Crown Princess is here?"
Yanran: Pah!
Sure enough, like begets like, and the daughter of a scoundrel loves to stir up trouble.
What do you mean by "Everyone's become reserved because the Crown Princess has arrived"?
So it's the sister-in-law's fault after all?
She's got a gun in her sleeve; she's obviously a slut.
Lang Xuan looked at Mu Qing with a half-smile, remaining silent and showing no intention of responding.
If she doesn't soften her expression, who will dare to step forward?
After Mu Qing finished speaking, there was an awkward silence.
Silence, silence is the Prince of Liaodong's Residence today.
Mu Qing was extremely embarrassed. She forced a smile and tried to save face, "What are you ladies competing in? Are you asking the Crown Princess to show us something?"
As she spoke, she glared fiercely at a woman in purple in the crowd.
That's her cousin Mu Xue, who always fawns over her and flatters her.
Mu Xue inwardly groaned, knowing that if she didn't agree with Mu Qing today, she would probably never have a good day again.
Mu Qing's heart is smaller than the eye of a pin.
Mu Xue forced herself to speak, "Yes, the Crown Princess must be very powerful."
Apart from the two cousins, everyone else remained completely silent.
Silence, continued silence.
Yanran found the scene utterly hilarious and couldn't help but let out a soft snort.
She burst out laughing!
Her smile immediately eased the tension.
Yanran, somewhat annoyed, crossed her arms and said, "Let the Crown Princess show you what she's made of. Come on, let me see, whose face is so big?"
Mu Qing blushed slightly, but still managed to defend herself, saying, "Your Highness is mistaken..."
Who do you think you are? Whether I'm good or bad, it's none of your business to tell me.
Mu Qing's face turned purple, but she dared not say anything more.
She had heard about Yanran's reckless and unruly nature.
Who doesn't know this guy? He'll start a fight at the drop of a hat.
What if she gets beaten up? Where will she put her pride?
Unexpectedly, Lang Xuan smiled and said, "Yanran, today is Qu Hua's special day, let's give her some face."
Yanran: "She's not the kind of person who puts up with things. If she heard that, she'd just lift her veil and come over to slap someone."
There's a long road ahead, and the best is yet to come!
The Prince of Liaodong and her daughter will soon have to experience firsthand how formidable Qu Hua.
Yanran eagerly awaits.
"Harmony is paramount," Lang Xuan said. "Today is a joyous occasion. It's just a matter of showcasing a talent, nothing more. It's just for everyone to have fun, so I'll make a fool of myself."
Yanran's eyes darted around, and she laughed.
It seems my sister-in-law was prepared all along!
Lang Xuan glanced at everyone, walked to the table, picked up a pen, and without hesitation, wrote a line of words with flowing strokes.
Wow, my sister-in-law has this trick up her sleeve? Let's go check it out!
Yanran stepped forward.
Is your handwriting good or bad?
Good!
But when asked how good it was, Yanran said she couldn't tell.
In her eyes, there are only two kinds of writing: good and bad.
Yes, she herself is bad, but everyone else around her is good.
My sister-in-law is truly family.
But the problem is, what kind of rubbish did my sister-in-law write?!
Yanran was so embarrassed by her suppressed laughter that she almost cramped up.
Sister-in-law, let's keep this blind worship thing at home, okay? Don't do it outside, alright?
--On the paper in front of Lang Xuan, the words "Long live the Crown Prince" were written in bold strokes.
"Is it well written?" Yanran asked her secretly.
Lang Xuan nodded, a confident and radiant smile playing on her lips, "Shang Ke."
During those conflicted days in the Eastern Palace in her previous life, she developed beautiful handwriting.
It turns out that all suffering is truly a prelude to happiness.
"Okay!"
Yanran any words, Yanran picked up the paper, blew on the ink to dry it, and proudly showed it to everyone. "What, do you have anything else to say?"
Everyone's eyes showed amazement.
At this point, everyone realized their mistake and praised Lang Xuan for her excellent writing.
Mu Qing originally wanted to embarrass Lang Xuan, but instead Lang Xuan stole the limelight, making her so angry she wanted to grind her teeth.
"So what? I write better!" A disdainful voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.
The atmosphere, which had just eased, instantly became heavy again.
Are there still such "warriors" at this time?
Lang Xuan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a pale yellow ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), with a defiant expression.
Mu Qing laughed when she saw it.
This girl's name is Wang Rong; her father and brothers are both renowned calligraphers.
The Wang Family has a long and distinguished tradition in calligraphy.
Wang Rong has practiced calligraphy since she was a child and has been praised since childhood; because of this, she has always been somewhat aloof and proud.
Seeing everyone praising Lang Xuan's calligraphy, she felt very unconvinced and impulsively stood up.
She was actually flustered, but then she thought again, the Crown Princess couldn't possibly lose her temper in public.
She could always rely on Mu Qing's coattails in the future, so she wasn't afraid.
Yanran: "And who are you?"
Why are there so many clueless people?
Lang Xuan looked at Wang Rong and smiled, "Really? You write better than me?"
Mu Qing quickly said, "Wang Rong's father is the renowned calligraphy master Wang Ling. If the Crown Princess doesn't believe me, she can have him demonstrate it on the spot."
Wang Rong was also eager to try.
She felt she could outshine the Crown Princess.
Today, this opportunity to rise to prominence has truly been presented to me.
Yanran: "Really? How about we have a little fistfight first?"
To compare your best skill with someone else's hobby—do you have no shame?
Why not compete with yourself in hand-to-hand combat, horsemanship, and archery?
She swept through the entire area by herself!
Lang Xuan pulled her aside, "No need. Today is an auspicious day; let's keep things peaceful. I believe Miss Wang's calligraphy is definitely better than mine..."
Wang Rong's face showed an arrogant expression.
Mu Qing also felt smug, thinking she had humiliated Lang Xuan.
The other intelligent people remained silent, Jingjing observing how things unfolded.
I have a feeling that this matter won't be resolved so easily.
Would the Crown Princess and the Princess suffer such a loss?
Lang Xuan: No, I won't suffer a loss.
(Liu Genghong's girl went to aerobics class, will update at 10 PM~)