Zheng Siying trembled and said sadly: "No, the fourth sister died under his knife... The fourth sister is timid, but she is not a bad person, and everyone in the house also spoils her, and she is still thinking that she will be given a good family affair this year...... As a result, what is unknown today is gone...... Why, with the same five surnames and seven wangs, his Lu family is the dominant family? The world belongs to the Li family, and the court is with five surnames, so he Lu Huan really thinks that he has gone sideways? Is it tolerable or unbearable!"

The more Zheng Siying spoke, the more angry she became, her tone became bigger and bigger, her eyes were red, and her face was filled with grief and anger that could not be suppressed even with a dignified smile. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xin Yi secretly said that it was not good.

Almost instantly, she had already noticed Lu Zhao's gaze behind the curtain, stabbing like a dog sniffing its prey.

And Zheng Siying was immersed in her anger and didn't notice it in the slightest.

Yu Guang caught the moment when Lu Zhao spoke, Xin Yi stretched out his hand violently and pressed it on the back of Zheng Siying's hand.

"Miss Zheng!" Xin Yi's deliberately raised tone overpowered Zheng Siying's "condemnation", and of course attracted all the attention of the audience.

Lu Zhao looked at it playfully, and didn't say anything for a while. Zheng Siying was caught off guard and was frightened, and looked at Xin Yi in confusion.

"Miss Zheng is very surprised by this pineapple tea, and it is naturally good to want to compose poems and chants. But why read it. Doesn't the girl hear that Lu Zhao's son is known for his talent and is good at the seven laws. If the girl has an axe, she can let Lu Gongzi see the joke. Xin Yi smiled softly, as if she were an ordinary Jinlan sister, making fun of her boudoir.

However, her hand was under the table, pressing Zheng Siying's hand to death, and its strength was so great that the latter's softness instantly became red.

Zheng Siying also slowly came to her senses, only to realize that Fang Cai's own "squeak" almost made her head hit the ground instantly. She was terrified, and a few drops of cold sweat oozed from the corners of her forehead.

"Okay! Since Miss Zheng wants to compose a poem, how can my son be afraid?" Lu Zhao's laughter suddenly came, and his voice was terrifying, "Just make seven rules......! How about the characters?"

Zheng Siying's fear, which had just risen, suddenly turned into grief and indignation. And climbed at a frantic pace, burning with rage in her eyes.

Crystal. Zheng Siying.

This is the name of her fourth sister.

The beautiful stone is like jade, and the water spirit is called the jade Ying. She and Zheng Siying are the same mother, so the names of the girls are two words with the same sound.

People in the house often joke about them: "Yingying and Yingying, which Ying (Yingying)?"

However, today she just came to taste pineapple tea, she was timid and couldn't hold her breath, there were two people when she came, and only one person went back.

"The Lu family is five surnamed Qiwang, and the Zheng family is also five surnamed Qiwang, who is still afraid of whom. Zheng Siying's eyebrows rose with anger, like a wild horse that had escaped, quickly burning her reason, "The Lu family is careless and ignores the law of the country, and others will be fine, if my Zheng family repeatedly tolerates it, I am sorry for the name of the five surnames!"

Zheng Siying's voice was very low, except for the recent Xin Yi, no one heard it clearly, but from her suddenly gloomy face, everyone knew that it must be a bad word.

Lu Zhao squinted slightly.

Zheng Siying let go of the hand that had been holding the corner of her skirt-

This action made Xin Yi's eyes flash.

She knew that Zheng Siying wanted to stand up and theorize, relying on the power of the Zheng family, which was also a five-surname and seven-wang, to compete with Lu Zhao.

And this scene is once again very similar to Gao Wanxiu at the Qixi Flower Party.

Almost at the same time, Xin Yi didn't even think too much about it, and his body moved first.

She leaned out, held down Zheng Siying with one hand, and quickly knocked over the teacup on the case with the other.

The teacup clattered and rolled to the ground, shattering with a piercing sound, and the tea trickled out, wetting Zheng Siying's skirt.

Zheng Siying was instinctively stunned, and her body froze in place.

The girls were a little confused, and their eyes swirled between Zheng Siying and the teacups on the ground.

Before Lu Zhao spoke, Xin Yi quickly laughed aloud: "Miss Zheng, what's the matter? ”

Xin Yi smiled playfully, and said that Zheng Siying only got a sentence after searching her intestines and scraping her belly, just like the joke of the sisters in the boudoir, which was a good joke.

The girls thought about Zheng Siying's unkind face, and looked at the teacup that was broken inexplicably, and they felt that Xin Yi's explanation was reasonable.

Xin Yi Yuguang caught a glimpse of the women's expressions, and added a sentence in a timely manner: "Miss Zheng, the slave advises you to admit defeat early! I think so hard about one or two sentences, how can I compare with Lu Gongzi's talent and fame! The seven laws are anxious, you might as well write some peach charms, it's easier!"

After that, Xin Yi laughed affectionately, and she deliberately laughed loudly, covering up the slight sound of the rain hitting the blade in the shadows.

At the moment when Zheng Siyingwu was indignant and was about to stand up, the swords of dozens of shadow guards of the Lu family were unsheathed at the same time.

Xin Yi couldn't see it, just his intuition. After a death, I get an instinct for a crisis.

And she also believes that Lu Zhao's ruthlessness will only be faster than her intuition.

Xin Yi's coquettish smile echoed in the Guanfeng Building, and the girls understood that the smile was meaningful, and those who didn't understand felt that it was too inappropriate not to laugh, and they also laughed.

For a while, the party in the building was still tense, and in the blink of an eye, there was laughter and laughter, and the spring breeze was warm.

Zheng Siying's confused pupils gradually refocused, the tea soaked through Luo's skirt, and was stirred by the north wind in late autumn, and the cold air that seeped into her bones made her Lingtai quickly calm down.

Xin Yi's hand hidden under the case pressed her desperately, without the slightest relaxation, and the eyes on the smiling face, with a faint light, locked her tightly.

Zheng Siying trembled.

She is the eldest daughter of the Zheng family, and she has a high heart, but she is not stupid. She finally realized that in a matter of moments, she had almost lost her head.

Like her four sisters, she didn't even have time to scream.

Zheng Siying's face turned pale with fear, her legs and feet were weak, half of her body was leaning on the crook of Xin Yi's arm, and her cherry lips opened and closed and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it for a long time.

Xin Yi recognized it.

Those were two silent words: thank you.

"Interesting, interesting! Poetry is fun, pay attention to a helpful word, if it is too serious, it will hurt the interest!" Lu Zhao's laughter came loudly, and there seemed to be nothing unusual, "Since Miss Zheng has thought a lot about getting a sentence, then this son can't be left behind! ”

The ladies suddenly burst into admiration. The warbler sang and swallowed, tasting the poems, and the pineapple tea bloomed with white lotus, as if the change of Fang Cai was really just Zheng Siying's poetry and knocked over the teacup.

"Look, Lu Gongzi said casually, it's a hundred times better than you. This cup of pineapple tea was wronged. Xin Yi made fun of Zheng Siying, echoing everyone's laughter.

She felt the last suspicious glances around her leave, and the faint sound of the rain hitting the metal.

It was a blow to the scabbard. And not the blade.

The sword was sheathed, and the killing intent in the air dissipated, filling the air with the muddy smell of the autumn rain again.