Princess Consort Is No Pushover

Yun Ruoyue rolled her eyes, and said solemnly: "The emperor has been preaching the virtue of thrift. As Princess Li, I should lead by example and eliminate waste. If you don't eat with me, I will waste all this food, the emperor. Don’t you want to punish me? In order not to let the emperor punish me for a crime of violent heavenly things, you all sit down and eat with me."

"Huh?" When the little girls heard it, they sat down in shock.

They certainly don't want the princess to be convicted.

"That's right, come, eat together, let's start." After Yun Ruoyue finished speaking, she first pulled out a roasted chicken leg, and she bit it up, tearing the fragrant and tender chicken leg with her mouth in an imageless manner.

She swallowed a bite of chicken thighs, she couldn't help but wiped the corners of her mouth, and sighed: "Wow, I haven't eaten such a delicious chicken thigh for a long time. The skin is golden, the outside is charred and the inside is tender. It feels refreshing and tender, and it almost touched my stomach."

She spoke for the poor original owner.

The original owner has been married to Jinli Palace for half a year, and he has really never eaten such delicious food.

Seeing the princess eating fragrantly, the girls couldn't help one by one, so they picked up the food and ate.

Their fate is worse than that of the princess. The princess has not eaten chicken drumsticks in half a year, and they have never eaten it once in their lives.

So they ate with excitement. After a while, the dinner table became very lively.

Everyone gets acquainted, and that feeling of restraint is gone.

As the name suggests, the drunkard is particularly good at drinking. She gave an order, and several girls started drinking, drinking while playing the wine order.

Everyone is crazy and drunk wherever they have fun.

Feng'er sighed: Feiyue Pavilion has never been so lively. Today is their happiest day.

Seeing everyone drunk so happily, Yun Ruoyue couldn't hold back, she also secretly drank a few cups.

She drank very lightly, she became drunk after only a few drinks, and she leaned on there softly.

After a while, she was flushed with drunk, and her figure was swaying.

Suddenly, she stood on the table and shouted at everyone: "How about I write you a poem?"

"Wow, Niangniang, you can actually write poems?" Feng Er said in disbelief.

Before the age of ten, Niang Niang was well educated because of her beauty and a great role for Xiangfu. Yun Xiang specially asked a famous teacher to teach her piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and poetry. Train to become a princess or queen.

It is a pity that after her disfigurement, Yun Xiang gave up on her and never asked a famous teacher to teach her again.

She herself gave up on herself and was unwilling to learn. After a long time, she would naturally lose everything. She also forgot all she had learned before, and she would write poems wherever she could.

But Niang Niang was so happy, Feng Er left her alone.

Yun Ruoyue thought for a while, drunkly chanting: "Singing to wine, life is so long? For example, the dew, the days are a lot of pain. Generosity should be generous, worry and thoughts are unforgettable, how can we alleviate worries? Only Dukang, Qingqing Zijin, leisurely My heart, but for the sake of the king, I am still thinking about it..."

"Wow, good poem, good poem!" Feng'er clapped their hands in surprise.

How could the young lady write poems, and write them so well.

When Chu Xuanchen walked to Feiyue Pavilion, he saw such a scene.

Yun Ruoyue was standing on the table, looking up at the sky, holding a jug of wine in her hand, pouring wine into her mouth casually.

She took off her shoes and socks, her snow-white feet were delicate and lovely, and each toe was round and jade-like like grapes, crystal clear. The breeze was blowing her long hair, revealing her delicate and beautiful face, and her whole body looked sad and melancholy, like a fairy falling into the mortal world.