"Who are you?" Dongfang Yu picked up a fruit plate and looked at Xia Qiu.
"Little girl Xu Yushu." Xia Qiu knew that she was too surprised just now, and she might have given away a little, but now she was watching her nose, nose, nose and heart, and responded politely.
"Xu Yushu? The Shu of a quiet woman?" Dongfang Yu raised her tone slightly, her voice ending like jade, gentle and moving.
"It really is a good name." Dongfang Yu smiled.
He looked at the obedient Xia Qiu beside him with admiration.
Dongfang Yu has inherited the temperament of the son-in-law, and likes beautiful and gentle things, especially those with a gentle style.
But the whole of Kyoto has always regarded enthusiasm as its beauty, and those who are flamboyant and flamboyant are what the noble ladies here admire.
Dongfang Yu has a disability, and her mother, Princess Qinghe, has always had a strong personality, and she decides everything for Dongfang Yu.
But Princess Qinghe didn't know that what Dongfang Yu disliked the most was actually a gorgeous and pungent noble girl like her, and so did his father.
The reason why my father has always been intoxicated with gardens is because the marriage between father and mother was forced by my mother.
His father was originally the son of a big family in the south of the Yangtze River, but his mother took a fancy to him and forced him to marry him.
So my mother didn't know that my father's favorite was actually Jiangnan.
Just like his father, Dongfang Yu has been living under the glory of Princess Qinghe, but the only resistance in his heart is to reject the noble daughters in the eyes of one mother after another.
He wanted to find someone he liked, like his father told him.
Clear and graceful, graceful and graceful.
I didn't expect... In this capital, at the banquet at my home, I could actually see something like this.
She looks elegant and gentle, with pale pink lips, fair skin, and a pair of black eyes that seem to be able to speak.
I was a little surprised when I first saw him.
Dongfang Yu was a little concerned, but she was used to it.
So many people were amazed by his disability. When she saw him for the first time, she thought he was not perfect.
only…
What does it mean for her mother to arrange her by her side...
Dongfang Yu chewed on the slice of orange and looked towards the head seat.
In the first seat, there was a lot of toasting, and the water and wine had already been drunk, covered by dark red and prosperous wide sleeves, Princess Qinghe, like a heroine among women, held a cup unceremoniously, and drank it all in one gulp.
But Dongfang Yu's gaze intertwined with Princess Qinghe's.
The latter has a deep meaning, as if he has seen through his persistence and his father's little secret.
Dongfang Yu's heart suddenly shrank, and she retracted it as if she had been defeated.
He was originally a man of few words. At this time, all his swaying thoughts were like a young seedling who had just poked his head out. When he was caught by the eyes of Princess Qinghe, he shrank back trembling in an instant.
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Xia Qiu ate the banquet quietly.
The eyes of the surrounding guests fell on her, all kinds of
Especially Princess Qinghe, her sharp phoenix eyes carried a strong scrutiny, and because of her scrutiny, other people's attention was drawn to Xia Qiu's existence from time to time.
The limelight of the whole tea party seemed to be taken away by Xia Qiu.
The noble ladies showed their talents one by one, but Xia Qiu seemed to be forgotten, no one called her, but the attention of the princess and the prince was always on her.
"Yushu, don't you want to show your hand?" Dongfang Yu turned her face with a smile, but couldn't help but say something to Xia Qiu.
He wanted to see if there was anything else about her that surprised him.
his mother...
It seemed that Xu Yushu was quite happy for him, even the location was arranged.
Marrying Xu Yushu, Dongfang Yu has no objection in his heart, but he still wants to know how much she can make his heart move!