Chapter VII: Punishment
Song Shuyun's face changed, and he raised his hand to cover his face slightly, so as to make a weak appearance.
This appearance made Song Shuyun even more displeased when he saw it, and spoke bluntly and quickly, expressing his dislike for it.
"Sister, is this gesture to show that sister, I have wronged you?"
Every word was aggressive, Song Shuyun gritted his teeth secretly. knew that this time Song Shuyan would not give up easily.
"No, no... But when my sister speaks, she has to come up with evidence. ”
Putting down the hand covering his face, Song Shuyun said with tears in his eyes.
"Evidence? What more evidence do you need? Presumably, anyone who has seen it can be used as a witness?" Song Shuyan was not to be outdone.
"Besides, my good sister, do you know what it is to slander your concubine as a concubine?"
Song Shuyan said as he approached Song Shuyun step by step.
Song Shuyun's face became more and more pale, and his hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched.
She is now being manipulated by Song Shuyan, and she doesn't dare to resist easily at all, just afraid that if she tosses again, she will fall into the trap arranged by Song Shuyan.
Song Shuyan approached her ear and whispered, "The punishment of decapitation." ”
As soon as the four words came out, Song Shuyun raised his head suddenly, and his cute eyes were full of fear.
No, she doesn't want to, and she can't admit it when she dies.
"Sister, sister didn't do it... I just didn't do it, sister, as the concubine of the house, is it rude to be so aggressive?"
Song Shuyan chuckled, curious about how hard Song Shuyun would be.
As soon as these words came out, the concubines who were watching the play on the side were unhappy.
At this time, Song Shuyun offended all the concubines present.
"This sister, if it weren't for Sister Shu Yan's kindness, I wanted you to consciously admit it, and I would have forgotten it, but I didn't expect to be beaten by you now, which really makes Sister Shu Yan sad. ”
The words are full of naked sarcasm.
Another concubine also spoke, "When will the concubine dare to argue with the concubine?"
The simple and sharp question pierced people's hearts, and Song Shuyun felt as if his heart had been pierced by a flying arrow, dripping with blood and pain.
Identity is the gap between her and Song Shuyan that can never be crossed!
Song Shuyun was surrounded by the concubines and endured cold words for a while.
Finally, the Hidden Star Pavilion rang the bell! The selection of the Lord of Flowers began!
Expecting that the talent contest was about to begin, Song Shuyun looked at the bell ringer almost with the eyes of a life-saving benefactor.
"Shu Yan, the game is important. A concubine who played well with Song Shuyan reminded.
Song Shuyan pursed her lips and smiled, and followed the group of people to the arena.
Before leaving, she glanced at Song Shuyun with an unclear look, and the corners of her mouth were disdainful.
Song Shuyun breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ran to the venue of the competition.
She will be in a hurry for this account, Song Shuyan, you'd better not pray for it to fall into her hands, otherwise you will have to survive and not die.
The hideous face flashed, but the hatred hidden in the eyes could not fade no matter what.
Song Shuyun chose a talent competition, and Song Shuyan immediately changed herself to the same group as her.
"Good sister, I hope you don't disappoint me later. ”
Song Shuyun gritted his teeth, "Don't worry, sister." ”
Song Shuyan took in her gritted teeth, and her eyes sank, with Song Shuyun's viciousness.
She will definitely find a chance to avenge herself today, and it seems that she will have to be more careful in the future.
After deep thought, the talent competition began.
The voices of cheering for Song Shuyan kept coming from the audience, which shows that Song Shuyan's image in everyone is excellent.
Song Shuyun was about to crush her silver teeth, clutching the brush in her hand, the flame of jealousy burned more and more in her heart, and she couldn't wait to sprinkle all the ink on the table on Song Shuyan's proud face.
The test question is plum blossoms!
The two of them are required to make poems related to plum blossoms within a pillar of incense, and the one with the best style is the winner.
When Song Shuyun heard this, he was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately, he had already bought off the examiner of the competition, knew the test questions in advance, and made sufficient preparations.
She just waited to see Song Shuyan's jokes.
After listening to the title, Song Shuyan didn't say a word and immersed himself in creation.
Before the pillar of incense was burned, Song Shuyun finished the poem, and watched Song Shuyan write hard for a long time.
I felt very funny in my heart, the champion of this competition must be hers.
After a pillar of incense was finished, Song Shuyan breathed a sigh of relief, carefully put down the brush, and the non-commissioned officer handed the two works to the examiner.
"Sister, don't be too ugly later. ”
Song Shuyan smiled, "My sister is." He said in a low voice: "This time, my sister stuffed a lot of money into the examiner, I don't know if my sister still has change to buy odds, my sister still has some more." ”
As soon as the words fell, Song Shuyun's face turned white in an instant.
However, next, the examiner's announcement directly made Song Shuyun feel dizzy for a while, and even wanted to fall.
"The winner of this talent competition is Song Shuyan, the daughter of the Song Mansion!"
Song Shuyun was puzzled and his eyes widened in disbelief.
The examiner continued: "Miss Song Shuyan's work is completely self-created, with witty remarks and strong themes. Whereas... Miss Song Shuyun's work..."
After a pause in his words, he turned his head to look at Song Shuyun, "I don't know where Miss Song Shuyun copied it from?"
As soon as these words came out, some people laughed at the bottom.
"Hahahaha... Shame on the dead, the creation of a pair of plum blossom poems must be plagiarized. ”
"Just copy it, and ask someone to find it out. ”
Song Shuyun's face was almost bloodless, and her body suddenly fell to the ground, Song Shuyan squatted in front of her, "My good sister, do you like this gift?"
"In the future, be more shrewd, don't let people find out all at once, you see, this is so unsightly. ”
The fluttering words were like a sharp knife cutting at Song Shuyun's heart.
Suddenly, a man jumped on the stage and helped Song Shuyun up.
The person who came was starry-eyed, with a lofty spirit, wearing brocade clothes, and his whole body revealed the aristocratic atmosphere of the noble children of Damen.
"Miss Shu Yan, is it too embarrassing? The voice is crisp and pleasant, like a jade bead falling on a jade plate.
Song Shuyan sighed in his heart, Shen Zecang is good anywhere, but unfortunately his brain and vision are not good.
"But my good sister was not merciful when I was in trouble. ”
"Sister, I didn't, I didn't. Song Shuyun seemed to have found a backer, and his confidence was immediately sufficient, and he complained with tears.
"At that time, my sister was really stumped by others, otherwise even if I wanted my sister's life, my sister would definitely save my sister. ”
Song Shuyan was amazed, and couldn't help but admire Song Shuyun's smooth acting skills.
"Yes," Song Shuyan chuckled.