"The little sister is ugly, she can't afford to be praised by King Xuan, and the little sister has already promised others, and this time she also came with her mother. Although You Yuecheng was displeased, he still laughed.

"Oh, I've already made a kiss! It's a pity, I don't know if I can withdraw my marriage?" Feng Jueran not only retracted his slanted gaze because someone else had a marriage match, but chuckled lightly and took two steps, tilting his head slightly and asking You Yuecheng casually.

You Yuecheng's complexion changed dramatically in an instant, and he couldn't speak: "This ......."

"Eighth brother, the daughter of the boudoir, has the heaviest reputation, and Miss Mingguo Mansion is a famous talented woman in the capital, with a better reputation, you must not joke and ruin people's transcriptions. Feng Juexuan smiled on the side to relieve You Yuecheng, and in one sentence, Feng Jue Ran talked about You Yue'e just now as a joke, which invisibly covered up the turmoil caused by You Yue'e due to Feng Jue Dye.

You Yuecheng breathed a sigh of relief lightly and glanced at Feng Juexuan gratefully.

"Miss You even has a famous talented woman and beauty in the capital, the eldest brother still understands this, the younger brother has only come back for a short time, I really don't know that there are so many sayings here, and I thought that these many ladies are the same, and no one knows them, so when I saw Miss You for the first time, I was deeply amazed!

Feng Jueran was not annoyed by Feng Juexuan's half-tearing up of his topic, but laughed twice, leaned over to Feng Juexuan's side, quite with the intention of finding a fellow practitioner, and deliberately lowered his voice and asked: "Big brother, tell the younger brother, in addition to Miss You, who are the most beautiful beauties in this famous capital, and who is the most beautiful?"

Although these words were light, they were enough for Feng Juelei and You Yuecheng, who were sitting on the side, and the first few sons of the family to hear clearly.

You Yuecheng's face turned red, Feng Juexuan's smile froze, and the folding fan in his hand could no longer be as free as before, and he paused before lowering his voice and saying to Feng Jue: "Eighth brother, at today's palace banquet, my father entrusted us three brothers, and it is really rude to talk about the ladies at this banquet." ”

Especially the way he talked about it, his eyes, how could there be any respect, but it seemed that he was talking about some Qinglou women, frivolous and lewd, what is well-known, this is to say that these famous ladies have been showing their heads outside, and they have long not known what the boudoir training is, especially when it comes to You Yue, how can this not make You Yuecheng's face red with shame,

Listening to Feng Juexuan's solemn words, Feng Jue's starry eyes were even brighter in the night, his handsome eyes turned, poured a glass of wine for Feng Juexuan, handed it over, winked at him, and whispered with a look that everyone knew: "Big brother, don't worry, the little brother won't say it this time, the little brother will go to the big brother for a while, and then the big brother will help the little brother talk about this first beauty." ”

Feng Juexuan's face was suddenly ugly, and on the other side, Feng Juelei's face was even more ugly, faintly blue tendons burst out on his forehead, although his eyes were smiling and looking straight ahead, the cup in his hand was tightly clenched.

Who is the first beauty in this legend in the capital, of course, it is Ling Fengyan of the Dingguo Mansion, that is the candidate for the concubine he has set, the two have grown up together since childhood, and they have long been in love, and the queen has also clearly hinted that as long as he becomes a great treasure, the Ling family will inevitably send a candidate for the queen who will cooperate with him, who will he be besides Ling Fengyan, so he has long regarded Ling Fengyan as his own woman.

But that day, he heard from his subordinates that Feng Juexuan actually took Ling Fengyan to visit the lantern festival at night, and later the two of them were lonely and widowed and entered the private room of Xiangmanlou, which made Feng Juelei how could he bear it, and after turning around the house twice, he angrily led people to rush to Xiangmanlou.

Fortunately, his sanity is still there, and when people knocked on the door of the Xiangmanlou box, he also knew that he was smiling calmly, and fortunately he was just sitting and talking, and there was no imaginary filth scene.

But that's how the needle came in!

Now listening to Feng Juexuan, he still wants to talk to the dissolute Feng Jue about Ling Fengyan in private, only to feel a wave of anger rushing up to his head, and he wants to explode.

It's not just Feng Juelei who wants to break out, Feng Juexuan's forehead jumped a few times, the anger in his eyes flashed, and then quickly turned into a warm spring breeze, took the wine glass in Feng Jueran's hand, took a sip and put it down, and poured a glass of wine for Feng Jueran, and persuaded with a chuckle: "Eighth brother, my father was still raising so many courtesans in the house for you a few days ago, and the dancing girl was angry. ”

His handsome appearance, his sincere smile like a spring breeze, and he sighed lightly and patted Feng Jueran's shoulder, which was completely the appearance of a good brother who persuaded his merry brother.

"Eighth brother, what the eldest brother said is that when you see your father, you must not say such things again, you have a good idea tonight, and your father is going to reward you, I heard that the most beautiful lantern was made by my father with nine hundred and ninety-nine pearls, and it will be seen who will fall when the time comes. Feng Juelei also calmed down at this time, and took over the topic of Feng Juexuan with a smile.

"Thank you for the teachings of the two brothers, the younger brother will definitely not talk much for a while, no matter what, I have to let my father give me the most beautiful lamp, eldest brother, the third brother can't grab it from me for a while, I am still waiting for this lantern to be used urgently." Feng Jueran narrowed his handsome eyes, and his gaze flashed over a waiter who hurried in.

"Okay, the eighth brother is useful, and the eldest brother naturally won't rob you. ”

"Do you need the third brother to help you? ”

can exchange this kind of plaything for the favor of Feng Jue, and no one will be left behind.

Speaking of the lantern pool in the lantern festival tonight, it is made of tens of thousands of lanterns of different shapes, and everyone below has a topic, talking about those beautiful and gorgeous lanterns in twos and threes, different from the spontaneous formation of the people, these lanterns are made by the palace people with ingenuity, all kinds of differences, and a little more rich and glorious.

On the other side, at this time, they were already preparing to perform, because of the large number of people, in fact, everyone could not perform, or the queen ordered a few ladies, some of these ladies performed piano skills, some danced skills, and some poems and songs, and some of the ladies' poems were also passed over, so that they could evaluate here.

In order to make fun, Feng Juexuan also asked the sons of the family on the right island to write a poem each, and sent it to the left island of the ladies for them to taste.

The way of evaluation is also simple, the poems of the sons seal the head, pass it in the hands of each young lady, and put a tick on the good one, and finally win with the largest number of red ticks under the poems, and the poems of the ladies are also dealt with in the same way, I don't know who wrote them, but the poems are not outstanding, not the previous only to let the people on the main seat evaluate, it seems much fairer.

Because of the excitement, the queen simply let the performing lady continue, and the other ladies prepared their own poets and sent them all to the right island, so as to save people from performing and others performing, and they felt awkward.

Mo Xuemin was awkward in her heart, and very awkward, pinching the handkerchief in her hand, she almost couldn't hold back the gentle smile on her face, she always thought that she was both talented and beautiful, and she could be regarded as one of the famous ladies in the capital, but in fact, the queen didn't order her today, how could this not make her depressed and even freeze her smile.

The famous ladies who stood with her just now almost clicked all over the place, but they didn't order her, and they were depressed, when they suddenly heard the queen's proposal to let all the ladies who were not selected write poems or lyrics together, and send them to the right island for the sons of the family to evaluate, Mo Xuemin's eyes lit up instantly.

didn't shirk it, and wrote a poem right away, mixed in a bunch of poems.

"Eldest sister, what have you written? Can you let me take a look?" Mo Xuetong sat next to Mo Xuemin, smiling slightly, her eyes fell on the page of Mo Xuemin's poem that had not yet been closed, her smiling beautiful eyes were instantly deep, between her breaths, infinite hatred and anger swelled up, and the fingers at the bottom of her sleeves pinched sharply into her hands, and her expression immediately became cold.

"Double butterfly embroidered Luo skirt, vermilion powder is not deep and even. The color sleeve people are independent, and the micro swifts are back. ”

How could she not know this poem, only one word is missing, it is exactly the same as what Sima Lingyun wrote for herself when she first saw her in her previous life, saying that although her face was ruined, she was still the most beautiful woman in his eyes, and she was wearing a double butterfly skirt at the time, because she had just come out of filial piety, Xu's mother must let herself change into brightly colored clothes, and for this reason, she was ridiculed by Mo Xueqiong, the ugly people were so strange, and she was almost pushed into the lotus pond on the side.

It was at that time that Sima Lingyun walked into her heart, and still remembered that he came over gracefully, picked up himself who was pushed to the ground by Mo Xueqiong, and took him to the side of the pavilion to rest, praising himself in such an affectionate tone, and he wrote such a poem on the spot, just because this made him fall in love with him at first sight, and then under Aunt Fang's provocation, he gritted his teeth to marry him, and did not hesitate to turn against his grandfather's family and father.

Now that she sees this poem from Mo Xuemin's hands, what does she not understand!

In her previous life, she later inadvertently knew that the poem that was burned in Sima Lingyun's personal poetry collection was not made by himself, but also picked the results of others, and it was several years ago, and later Sima Lingyun took it and counted it on his head, and he also obtained the consent of others, and decorated the face of the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion for himself, so no one knew about it.

However, I don't know what Sima Lingyun will do if he knows that his poem was stolen by Mo Xuemin.

Moreover, today this person is still at the banquet.

The smile rejuvenated at this moment, like a flower that had just bloomed in spring, dazzling so that Mo Xuemin, who had just turned her head, couldn't force her eyes.

"It's nothing good, so I thought about it casually and wrote it down. Mo Xuemin smiled humbly, looking at the ladies around her who were still trying their brains to think, the smile on her face couldn't help but be proud, in terms of speed, she had the upper hand, not to mention that this poem she felt was the most appropriate.

There will be many ladies who agree with this poem.

The hand was covered on the poetry note, just blocking Mo Xuetong's vision, and the other hand closed the poetry paper and handed it to the palace maid who was guarding the side, and then went to the side to wash her hands carefully.