GBP Chapter 111 Forgot him
Chapter 111 Forgot him
"Have you heard? The Prime Minister's daughter is coming today too!"
"Really? I've never seen it before."
"Everyone in the capital is saying that the Prime Minister's daughter is even more beautiful than the current Imperial Concubine."
"That Miss Liu is no match for her at all!"
Shh—someone's coming.
Wearing a blue pleated skirt, her long hair tied up in a high ponytail, she exuded a dashing and heroic air.
What are you guys whispering about?
I could hear a few people gossiping as I walked over from afar.
"your Highness."
The group quickly bowed.
Even if a noble lady is unwilling, she must bow her head before a princess.
"Hey, who's this? Throwing a princess act again?"
The speaker was a woman wearing a pink dress, and her words were full of sarcasm and irony.
"Liu Yingying, what are you doing here?"
Mo Mengli usually finds this person the most annoying. This Liu Yingying has been at odds with her since childhood and always wants to compete with her in everything.
"With the princess here, how can I not come?"
His eyes revealed disdain, and he didn't take Mo Mengli seriously at all.
Shen Qingqing happened to pass by and saw this scene, which made her scalp tingle.
Here it comes: an ancient everyday occurrence, a war between women!
Where there are many women, trouble is inevitable.
She immediately changed her route, took a detour, and dodged several people and the colorful clothes.
“I know a place where I can sneak in unnoticed, without anyone noticing.”
The boy's unique deep, magnetic voice rang in my ears.
It tickled her ear. "Really?"
Shen Qingqing's eyes lit up.
At the entrance of the banquet hall, people were coming and going, and it was inevitable to greet everyone. This was really inconvenient, and he was thinking to himself that it was better not to do this task.
Xiao Lin immediately understood Shen Mo's thoughts, and led Xiao Cui and Li Wei, saying, "Let's go, the three of us go in first."
"Protecting the young lady is my primary responsibility."
Xiao Lin dragged the two away, saying, "The general is much more capable than you, you can rest assured!"
"How powerful?"
Li Wei looked serious, wondering if she needed to find an opportunity to spar.
"You'll see next time you try; I'm definitely better than you."
With the troublesome person finally gone, Shen Mo's expression softened a bit.
"I'll take you."
The two walked from the other side, the road was gloomy and dark, with no lights, and Shen Qingqing held Shen Mo's hand tightly.
She was afraid that if she let go, she would lose her way, while Shen Mo thoroughly enjoyed the process.
For those who practice martial arts, light means nothing.
As she walked, she seemed to step on something, and several terrifying images flashed through Shen Qingqing's mind: a murder tragedy.
She was certain she had never watched this kind of television before. Could this be a memory from her past?
But it would be better if she didn't have this memory; she now feels like someone is chasing her from behind.
"Qingqing, are you scared?"
Shen Mo asked, his tone relaxed, and Shen Qingqing could hear a hint of amusement in it.
"Why don't we go back?"
"Do not……"
She immediately retorted, stepping uncertainly forward on the ground, like someone who had lost their sight.
She would rather be afraid than face people.
The tragedy of social anxiety.
Shen Qingqing held Shen Mo's hand, and the two of them had intertwined their fingers without realizing it. Shen Qingqing didn't seem to have realized this yet.
"What's your name?"
To distract herself, Shen Qingqing said.
“…Shen Mo…”
Shen Mo paused slightly before speaking, wondering if Qingqing had forgotten about him.
The sight of the two holding hands became extremely offensive to him. Would Qingqing hold other people's hands like that?
"Shen Mo? He sounds like he's quite good at calligraphy."
Mo, should be the "mo" in ink. Shen Qingqing had already recognized this person as Mo Jing, otherwise she wouldn't have let him lead her.
He probably had other concerns about not telling her his real name, but she didn't seem to care.
But the other person suddenly seemed unhappy. Was it just her imagination?
"I learned it when I was a child."
His voice was muffled, and it was impossible to discern any emotion in it.
"That's impressive. Unlike me, my handwriting is terrible."
Shen Qingqing frowned; her calligraphy was indeed exquisite.
Since coming into this world, I used the brush a few times in the first few days and found that I couldn't tame it at all.
I wasn't cut out for it by nature, so I threw the calligraphy brush far away, and just seeing it annoyed me.
"I like."
During my time in Yaozhou, I would visit the Shen residence every month. Once, I saw some of Shen Qingqing's calligraphy and couldn't resist taking some of it secretly.
He thought it was cute and beautiful, while his own handwriting was terrible.
Xiao Lin: General, what are you saying? Your handwriting is bad. Is there any good handwriting in the world?
"arrive."
The candlelight flickered, and amidst a variety of delicious foods, Shen Qingqing released Shen Mo's hand and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dinner's ready! She's exhausted from walking all this way."
Shen Mo stared blankly at his hands, his face not looking good, and followed behind Shen Qingqing.
"Sit here."
His voice sounded inexplicably aggrieved, but Shen Qingqing's attention was entirely focused on the food.
She didn't even notice Shen Mo's expression.
Xiao Lin and the others had been waiting there for a while, and Xiao Lan was happily eating at the table.
[Host, you've finally arrived. You've been taking so long; I've been eating for a while now.]
【. 】
"Whose cat is this? How can it behave like this, sitting on the table in broad daylight!"
The speaker was Liu Yingying.
This proves the old saying true: you can dodge the first day of the month, but you can't dodge the fifteenth.
If Liu Yingying was there, then Mo Mengli was naturally there as well.
[All you do is eat, eat, eat! This is ancient times, not a time when you can sit at the table.]
[Host... Waaaaaah...]
Well, I guess I have to save my own cat.
"It belongs to me."
Shen Qingqing stood up, and all the noble young men silently watched her.
"This Liu Yingying is not someone to be trifled with. Relying on the fact that the Imperial Concubine is her aunt, she has bullied the other young ladies quite a bit."
Whispers rippled through the crowd.
Liu Yingying had never seen anyone so beautiful before. Among the daughters of officials, her temperament was so outstanding. Wait, she understood.
"This must be Miss Shen, the daughter of the Prime Minister's family?"
Ancient Palace's mind worked faster than hers. "Yes."
"Since you are the daughter of the Prime Minister, do you know where this is?"
Liu Yingying had an arrogant demeanor; among the daughters of officials in the capital, she feared no one.
Of course, it's important to make a strong first impression on them, since she had been suppressed by this person for five or six years.
Behind her back, people kept saying she was inferior to the Prime Minister's daughter, but now they'll see who is the most talented woman in the capital.
"where?"
She rarely goes into the palace and has a terrible sense of direction; she usually gets lost without someone leading the way, so she naturally doesn't know.
"Miss Shen doesn't even know where this place is?"
"do not know."
*Pfft—*
Mo Mengli couldn't help but laugh. It was the first time she had ever seen her so embarrassed and speechless.