The sound of silk and bamboo continues, and the singing and dancing are peaceful.

The emperor is always deep and reserved, and only when he sees his children congratulating him on his birthday, will a slight smile appear on his face.

Several noble ladies from aristocratic families came forward and talked to Su Qing'an.

Someone boldly said: "I heard that the war between the border and the Eastern Wei Dynasty was a great victory. General Nie was brave and unparalleled. Does the princess think that she is the consort?"

"General Nie is young and promising, and the princess is very lucky."

"I would like to congratulate the princess and General Nie in advance for bringing the case together!"

They all said with envy and longed to marry such a wishful man.

The familiar voice sneered in a high and steady tone: "The princess is so happy to be able to marry General Nie, isn't she? She never dreamed of it, right?"

Among the voices that were all filled with blessings, this sentence was really out of place.

It’s Zhang Shuliang!

Her upper body is wearing an ultramarine hand-stretched wide-sleeved silk scarf with mustard green embroidery needles showing gold all over, her lower body is a dark blue velvet silk skirt with thousands of gold threads, and her ears are hung with chiseled turquoise earrings.

He was looking at Su Qing'an provocatively.

"It is Daliang's good fortune that General Nie has brought glory to the country." Su Qing'an withdrew her gaze and said calmly.

Nie Chengye is the son of a general who governs the country. He was proficient in literature at the age of three and martial arts at the age of five. He went to the battlefield with his father at the age of seven. Now he has made outstanding military achievements and has a good appearance. He can be said to be the sweetheart of everyone in Chang'an City!

This engagement was made by Emperor Liang himself two years ago.

Zhang Shuliang looked at Su Qing'an's flawless reaction, and then looked at the other people complimenting her, and found it quite ridiculous.

The handkerchief in her hand was about to be broken by her, and she cleared her throat deliberately: "General Nie has been in the border area for two years and has not returned to Beijing. I'm afraid he has forgotten that he has such an engagement. I don't know whether he likes it or not.

Some people don’t have to be happy so early.”

Zhang Shuliang was designated as the Crown Princess, and she was unhappy. She had a very bad temper these days.

"General Nie has a cold temperament. When he was in Beijing before, I have never seen him smile at anyone, and he has never interacted with the Ninth Princess. This time he has been made a grand duke. If the emperor grants his wish, it is not impossible for him to regret the marriage and marry another.

Possible things."

Zhang Shuliang: "General Nie is the pride of heaven, what kind of person does he like? I heard that your mother... was a palace maid at the beginning. She climbed into bed while the emperor was drunk, and she was not favored."

Zhang Shuliang's voice was a bit intentional for Su Qing'an to hear, as if she was mocking someone who was overestimating his abilities.

"Boom."

The wine cup hit the table, making a neither light nor heavy sound, making all the messy sounds instantly quiet.

The eyes of these women are all focused on their master.

Zhang Shuliang covered her mouth and smiled at Su Qing'an: "Look at my mouth. I speak without restraint. I just say whatever comes to my mind. Princess, you have a lot, but don't argue with me."

The implication is that what he said is true.

Zhang Shuliang didn't think that Su Qing'an would go to war over this matter. After all, it wouldn't sound good if word spread about it.

"If you can't speak, just cut off your tongue."

A soft voice fell.

Silence! Not even two seconds.

The slap of "Pa!" is clear and sweet!

The scene was quiet for several seconds. Zhang Shuliang raised her head in disbelief and stared at Su Mohuan who suddenly appeared: "You hit me?!"

"You said my sister should be beaten!" Su Mo took action and was still happy. The people next to her were pulling her, but she was still struggling to kick forward.

Zhang Shuliang's expression suddenly changed, and there were five finger prints on her pale face: "It's really interesting, I just said a few words..."

"The words of parents, the wisdom of matchmakers." Su Qing'an raised her eyes, revealing a chill, "When will it be your turn to interrupt?"

Zhang Shuliang raised her head and looked around. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, everyone looked at her with eyes full of joy in her misfortune. They were a group of onlookers who were watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

The Queen frowned, her face gloomy.

What did she do wrong?

Zhang Shuliang gritted her teeth, spoke unforgivingly, and snorted loudly: "I want to see if General Nie can take a liking to you when he comes back! Princess, don't cry secretly when someone dislikes you.

"

This engagement...

It is true that Nie Chengye is not a womanizer, but after he returns to Beijing, this rumor will probably be dispelled soon.

Because a little tail appeared behind him - Su Mohuan.

The way the young general protected the little girl surprised many people.

"Zhang Shuliang, you still said that about my sister after being beaten?!" Su Mohuan glared at her, "Who is Nie Chengye? How can he be worthy of my sister!"

The light falling on the little girl is particularly flattering.

"You are just a little burden to Su Qing'an." Zhang Shuliang sneered, "The tenth princess should be more careful what she says. General Nie is not someone you can slander."

"I am not a burden to my sister, I protect her!"

Zhang Shuliang pushed Su Mohuan impatiently: "Get out of the way! It's none of your business if I'm talking to your sister?!"

Although Zhang Shuliang didn't like Su Qing'an, she didn't like Su Mohuan even more. She couldn't stand the bright, splendid, and lovable nature of Su Mohuan, which was all caused by Su Qing'an.

If it were her, she wouldn't tolerate Su Mohuan like this.

Nothing!

Zhang Shuliang looked at Su Qing'an and raised her chin: "It's a good thing that you still have the interest to keep an oil bottle. It's of no use. Be careful if I stab you in the back one day. Then you won't even have a place to cry!"

Su Qing'an narrowed her eyes and said in a voice that sounded like a smile but not a smile: "It makes sense, but I am responsible for the people I raise."

Whether it was the past life that was almost an old dream or a year ago, before and after her death, Su Qing'an never regretted any decision she made, including Su Mohuan.

She always only does what she thinks is right. As for other rights and wrongs, even if they are wrong, they must become right.

"I think you should be more careful!" After saying this, without looking at Su Mohuan's angry face, he deliberately bumped Su Qing'an's shoulder and walked past Su Qing'an proudly.

Su Mohuan looked at Zhang Shuliang's leaving figure with sinister eyes.

How could such a person... be worthy of being the crown prince's brother, and how could he be worthy of living?

"Sister, who is that! She just deliberately sows discord." Su Mohuan complained and looked at Su Qing'an.

The pink dress made her beady and round, and her black grape-like eyes were so big and round that she could see all the way to the end without seeing the haze.

Su Mohuan's face was still complaining about Su Qing'an: "Why do they say that to you? In my eyes, my sister is the best. No matter how many military exploits Nie Chengye makes, he is not worthy of my sister!"

Thinking of Su Mohuan's cold face before the expedition, a look of sadness flashed across Su Mohuan's eyes, and she muttered: "Sister, you don't like Nie Chengye either, right?"

"How could it be?" Su Qing'an said slowly, "I like him very much."

Su Mohuan raised her head.
Chapter completed!