Quick Wear: Boss, she won again by doing nothing

Chapter 313: My Lord, Get As Far Away As You Can (37)

The princesses except Di Ning could only stay in the palace. They could either marry or stay there obediently, like walking on the edge of a knife.

Sitting at the secondary table were powerful officials, led by Han Jian, and she clearly saw the look of horror on her father's face when he looked at her.

His jade-like face was twitching slightly, and the hand holding the wine glass shook, and the wine dripped from his fingertips and palms onto the table.

All the female members of the family sat on the other side. Her mother looked at her nervously, her face full of worry, and she grabbed her sleeves tightly, fearing that the emperor or the princess would give an order to drag her out and chop her into pieces.

Old man Deng sat in the corner, watching the scene with a joking look, as if he was watching a play, and he was not worried about her at all.

Deng Lao knew that Xing Rong was a clever girl, and that he and the old man combined couldn't beat her. She dared to dress like this in such an occasion, which showed that she was fully confident.

Clothes with phoenix designs on them would only be worn on such formal occasions by women of high rank in the royal family, such as the empress dowager, the queen, or the princess.

But it definitely couldn't be her, or the wives of court officials like her. Only when they got married could they wear wedding dresses with phoenix patterns.

Especially today, she has overshadowed Princess Ningding, which is a blatant challenge to the imperial power!

Xing Rong seemed to know nothing about challenging the imperial power, and walked straight towards Di Ning without hesitation.

She didn't even bow to the emperor or empress, but grabbed Di Ning's arm and looked up coquettishly, "Aunt Princess Xue'er missed you so much!"

The moment Di Ning's arm was grabbed by Xing Rong, she came to her senses and subconsciously tried to break free, but she didn't expect that he held her so tightly that she couldn't break free.

The strong scent of cosmetics wafted into her nose, her blood-red lips were split, and her deep black eye sockets could be vaguely seen through her eyes.

She was only 9 years old, and the height was just up to her elbow. When she looked up at her with a smile, she looked particularly strange, like a ghost seeking revenge...

Di Ning could still feel the hands holding her trembling slightly, as if they were enduring something.

The emperor and empress standing next to Di Ning looked gloomy, because not only did Xing Rong fail to perform the salute, but his appearance was also very inappropriate.

Which girl doesn’t know that it’s not appropriate to wear such a dress on this occasion?

The emperor was about to open his mouth to criticize, but was interrupted at the critical moment by Han Jian's loud shout of "outrageous".

Han Jian ignored Xing Rong's pouting to express her dissatisfaction, angrily pulled her behind him, and then respectfully apologized to the emperor.

"I am guilty! I was negligent in disciplining Xue'er, which led to her being so rude to the Emperor and the Empress. Please punish me, Your Majesty!"

The emperor looked at Han Jian, he remained elegant. The boy who once studied with him has now become the father of the girl in front of him.

His former study partner and now Prime Minister, his originally gentle and youthful face has now become more elegant and mature.

No wonder his sister insisted on marrying him.

However, since he had a daughter, his connection with Wenxian has become closer and closer. He even kept giving advice on behalf of the deceased Wenxian and saying things that he didn't like to hear.

Perhaps from then on, he began to support Wenxian!

"Han Jian, you are the prime minister of a country, and this is how you teach your daughter? Her makeup is horrible, her clothes are shabby, and she doesn't know etiquette!"

Han Jian bent his waist even lower, "Your Majesty, please punish me!"

General Zhang frowned slightly and stared at Xing Rong's grim face in silence.