Aunt Bao knew that Su Li was being plotted, but she couldn't say anything in front of everyone, and there was only one person on the fan, and there was no more.

Su Li's fan is considered useless.

"The peony is embroidered and is sent to Feng Palace. Miss Su, you have lost the opportunity!"

Aunt Bao said straight, and as soon as she finished speaking, several ladies showed sarcastic smiles on their faces. They picked up the brush in their hands and scribbled them carefully while talking.

"What is she going to do in this game? She is already the appointed Princess of the Concubine."

"Princess Zi, who was mourned on the day of marriage, must be so happy."

"Actually, she is not qualified to be Princess of Nao. Her mother is just a concubine and she is also a concubine's daughter. How could Princess of Nao be willing to marry her as a concubine?"

...

Words are like ripples on the calm lake, circle by circle, swinging in the ears of those who hear it.

Many young ladies secretly looked up at Su Li, and then they began to feel unwilling to accept it. They were all serious daughters, talented women with superb piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they looked beautiful, and they were not as beautiful as Su Li at all.

If the queen could like them, Xu Jinwang's palace was used as concubines and resigned from Su Li, that would be a good thing!

Facing their ridicule and comparison, Su Li was not angry, but just looked at her fan quietly. She was thinking about what kind of tricks should this drop of blood be used.

Aunt Bao listened to them one by one and threw the whip in her hand hard on the table.

"Your Majesty is also something you can talk about casually, and you don't want your head anymore?"

The stern sound scared the ladies so much that they stuck out their tongues and lowered their heads to embroider.

Aunt Bao looked at Su Li, sighed, and shook her head gently.

Turn around and leave.

She is afraid she won't have a chance to get a good ranking.

Su Li blinked her clear eyes, held the brush, and started painting carefully on the residual fan.

Several ladies who were close to her couldn't help laughing when they looked at it. The fool was already useless. Why not embroider it? It would be better to embroider one as required, and maybe you can gain a good reputation.

However, after they saw Su Li's expression was serious and her brushes were delicate, they began to select silk threads...

Behind him, someone pulled Rasuli's long skirt, Su Li turned around, and Luo Qingqian stuffed his fan into Su Li's hand.

"Give it, take my embroidery and give me yours."

"Anyway, I don't want any ranking, it's just my father forced me to come."

Su Li smiled and returned the fan, reached out and pressed the back of her hand, comforted her and said.

"Don't worry, I have a way."

"What can I do? The fan is destroyed."

The drop of blood was dark red, and no silk thread could match it. How to embroider it!

"Auntie, they cheat!"

The lady of Chi stood up, pointed at Luo Qingqian and Su Li and called. Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on them. Su Li leaned over and picked up the fan that landed on the ground and handed it to Luo Qingqian.

Luo Qingqian sneered, grabbed it in his hand, and shook it.

"It just fell to the ground and Miss Su helped me pick it up. It was a pity that you would be sowed by such a disagreement. Chi Ruier, your parents have never taught you, don't slander others casually, otherwise it will cause trouble?"

This sentence made Chi Ruier's face pale in an instant, and she bit her lip and fell back to her seat. Her brother had an argument with someone a few days ago and cursed her a little too much. She was encountered by the eldest son of the Luo family, and raised her hand and slapped her brother two times. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!