e foolish princess with no talent was the one who had said those words If she was considered lacking talent, then what were theyZhao Ruizhi's face flushed as she closed her mouth and remained silent....Su Qingying's eyes flashed, she said casually, "Hmm, put it down."

Hearing this, Xian Tao immediately relaxed, it seemed she hadn't noticed. "Fifth Princess, your servant will take her leave."

"Princess, this dress is so beautiful. The Emperor must really love you." As soon as Xiantao left, Xi'er couldn't help but pick up the dress and examine it closely.

"It's pretty, but I don't know if it'll even fit." A cold glint appeared in Su Qingying's eyes as she lightly tugged at the hem of the dress. With a rip, a long tear opened up on the fabric.

Xi'er opened her eyes in surprise, "Princess, this dress..."

"Xi'er, find out who this immortal peach belongs to and keep an eye on her. Report any movement to me immediately."

Even when Xiantao was speaking in a low voice, she suspected her. She guessed that the people in the inner court couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to make a move against her.

Just then, she was finding palace life rather boring. Since they wanted to court death by running into her path, she wouldn't mind helping them out!

She still hasn't gotten even with them for poisoning her food last time!

"Princess, Xier understands." Xier wasn't stupid; she quickly understood, her almond eyes burning with a spark of fire.

If anyone dares to frame the princess, she will make them pay!

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, and in the twinkling of an eye, Dongyue ushered in the annual Hundred Flowers Festival, with national celebrations.

These two days, no one came to bother her, Su Qingying lived a carefree and leisurely life.

"Ying'er." As soon as Su Qingying finished dressing up and stepped out of the palace gate, she saw Su Chengming smiling and walking towards her.

"Father Emperor," Su Qingying smiled as she walked over, raising an eyebrow. "Father Emperor, the Hundred Flowers Meeting is about to begin. As the emperor, you haven't gone yet, afraid you'll be late."

Upon hearing this, Su Chengming beamed with delight. "Haha, I am the emperor! Who dares to speak ill of me"

"Yes, yes, yes. You're the emperor, you have the final say." Su Qingying stuck out her tongue, being extremely playful.

"You little rascal." Su Chenming feigned anger and glared at her, but the fondness in his eyes couldn't be hidden. "Alright, it's getting late. Quickly follow your father to the imperial garden, and don't forget what you promised me."

"Don't worry, Father. You have to believe in your daughter's abilities! Get ready your treasury key, because I'm taking charge of it!" Su Qingying held onto Su Chengming's arm, lifting her chin with a confident smile. Her eyes, like polished black lacquer, curved into crescents.

"Hahaha! Then I shall be eagerly awaiting it." Su Chengming was quite taken with her affectionate manner, his hearty laughter echoing continuously in the back garden.

When Su Qingying and Su Chengming arrived at the banquet, all the civil and military officials of Dongyue had already been waiting there respectfully.

When Su Chengming arrived, from the princes and princesses to all the officials in the court, everyone knelt down and shouted in unison: "Greetings Your Majesty (Father Emperor), Long live the Emperor (Father Emperor) ten thousand years!"

"Well then, all of you, rise!" Su Qingying's obsidian-like eyes twirled mischievously. She immediately let go of Su Chengming's hand, stretched her mouth into a grin and walked in front of him, thoroughly enjoying the respectful bows from everyone.

At the sound, everyone abruptly raised their heads.

As soon as everyone saw Su Qingying, their faces turned green.

Holy crap, they've been kneeling for so long, and the object of their adoration is their foolish princess!

Looking at the faces of the civil and military officials, Su Chengming covered his mouth with his sleeve, suppressing the smile at the corner of his mouth, and coughed a few times, "Ahem, my esteemed ministers, please be seated. Today is the Hundred Flowers Festival of our Dongyue, everyone needn't be restrained, just relax and enjoy yourselves."

"Yes." Well, even the emperor wouldn't mind, what could they say

Su Qingying wore a water-red, gold-threaded cloud brocade dress with a hundred butterflies embroidered on it tonight. Her delicate and beautiful face was lightly made up, and every move she made exuded an elegant and lazy charm, captivating and breathtaking. Her beauty was mesmerizing, impossible to look away from.

Su Mo Xue glared at Su Qing Ying, who was surrounded by admirers like the moon being worshipped by stars. Jealous flames flickered in her eyes. She immediately stood up and sneered, "Oh, Fifth Royal Sister is truly putting on a show. With such a grand celebration at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, she's so late that we've all been waiting!"

"What the Second Sister said is absolutely true, I wonder how the Fifth Sister learned her etiquette!" Su Moyun also retorted in a sharp and sarcastic tone.

Hearing the subtle mockery from Su Mo Xue and Su Mo Yun, Su Cheng Ming's face darkened instantly. As for Su Zi Yi, he merely glanced at the two with an extremely composed demeanor, his eyes filled with pity. He silently lit a candle in his heart for them, muttering under his breath: "Farewell!"

Just as I was thinking, Su Qingying's lazy voice suddenly rang out, "Tsk, that's really sour. They say the emperor is not in a hurry, but his eunuchs are. I'm late, and Father Emperor didn't say anything. Why are my two elder sisters so worried They must be bored."

This statement is very blunt and doesn't consider the feelings of those present.

“...” Su Chengming’s facial muscles twitched imperceptibly.

Su Ziyi said that he was already used to it, calmly picked up the white jade cup and took a sip of wine.

“...” A strange silence fell upon the court, encompassing all officials and soldiers.

"Su Qingying! Who are you calling eunuch" After a long pause, Su Mo Xue finally reacted to the meaning in Su Qingying's words and was instantly angered, her nose almost crooked.

Upon hearing this, Su Qingying gave her a faint glance and rested her hands on her pillow. She leaned back lazily, raising her legs onto the table, and said casually, "I'm not saying you, Second Sister Imperial, but you are still a dignified princess of a country. Why don't you clean your ears when you have nothing to do I said it so loudly that you couldn't hear it, sigh."

"Ahem..." Su Chengming couldn't hold back and sprayed a mouthful of wine out. Immediately, he widened his eyes in disbelief, looking up and down at Su Qingying below, doubting it for a moment.

Is this still his daughter When did she become so... fierce

"...Every civil and military official had a thick black line of sweat hanging on their foreheads."

"You—" Su Mo Xue was so angry her mouth twisted, trembling fingers pointed at her.

Su Chengming, his voice cold as ice, shouted at Su Mo Xue in anger: "Enough! Is it a big deal that Ying'er arrived late Why are you all making such a fuss Shut up!"

"Yes, Father." Facing Su Chengming's blazing eyes, Su Moxue's heart trembled. She bit her lip, unwillingly sat down, and glared at Su Qingying with venomous eyes.

Humph, Su Qingying, don't think that because you have my father backing you, I won't dare to touch you. You'll regret this!

As if she had thought of something, Su Moxue's mood instantly brightened. She stood up again and smiled: "Father Emperor, I was wrong just now. Xue'er thought that we could first offer a dance to celebrate this year's Hundred Flowers Festival as a good omen. What do you think, Father Emperor"

"It's good of you to think so, then let's get started." Su Chengming glanced at her with a raised eyebrow, his face finally softening a bit as he nodded.

"Well then, Xue'er will grace you with her presence." With permission granted, Su Mo Xue walked towards the center of the clearing like a proud peacock, glancing arrogantly at Su Qing Ying before she began.or an entire night He still has wounds on him. What if..." Xuanyuan Mo couldn't bear this silence anymore. He was truly worried about Xuanyuan Che's injuries, but Xuanyuan Luochen stood there silentl...