"Sister Rou smiled, but it was just Mrs. Tai's false praise, how dare Ming Shan's little bit of level dare to get an axe!"

Whether Mrs. Tai likes the scriptures she copied because she likes her, or she really thinks she writes well, Zhou Mingshan is not surprised.

It's just that she didn't expect Mu Yurou to say it so aggressively, and she was on a par with her eldest brother Mu Yuting.

Sure enough, as soon as Mu Yurou's words fell, she gained countless eyes from the girls around her.

She couldn't help but want to smile bitterly, but fortunately she cleared it in time, and those dazzling eyes were replaced by expressions of "it should be so".

"Why is my sister so modest, people don't talk nonsense, good writing is good writing!" Mu Yurou squinted her eyes and smiled brightly, revealing her braided teeth, as if she was really just telling the truth.

"Well, indeed, Sister Shan'er's handwriting is really good!" Bai You also added chaos to the side.

Zhou Mingshan sighed secretly, revealing a hint of helplessness.

Sure enough, there was a yin and yang weird voice over there, "Since Miss Mu is so praised, why don't you write a few words on Thursday and take a look, whether it's good or not, there are always a few discerning people here who can judge whether it's good or bad!"

"It's ......"

"That's right, since you can write better than Mu Shizi, I think you have some ability!"

"Yes, write a few and see!"

There were people around who began to echo it.

It seems that Mu Yuting has a lot of supporters!

Zhou Mingshan glanced at it, and the girl who spoke first was the Wang Meiren who entered the palace with her in her previous life and later lived in the same palace with her, causing her to be disfigured, Anling, the queen of Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

Medium-sized, delicate facial features, and generally a beauty, but unfortunately the corners of the eyes always reveal a fierceness, which makes people feel a sense of dislike for nothing.

Most of the girls present are about thirteen or fourteen years old, and it is time to say goodbye.

I have long heard Hongyun say that the prince of Xianguo is a recognized good son-in-law in this capital, and I don't know how many girls have sprinkled a heart on him. There are people who have dealings with the Xianguo Mansion on weekdays, and they have long been reserved and have found someone to come to inquire, but it has not been decided because Mrs. Tai and Mrs. Guo are picky.

It seems that Wang Anling is also one of them. However, with her conditions, I am afraid that it will be difficult to enter the eyes of those two ladies.

In this life, the draft was delayed, and Wang Anling did not enter the palace at the moment, if she still had to participate in the draft in the future, then the fate of this Wang beauty would not be better than her previous life.

Zhou Mingshan glanced at her coldly. Wang Anling just raised her head, and the two looked at each other for a moment, and she moved away.

It's just a paper tiger, and it's not worth her hand at all.

Although everyone was coaxing, Zhou Mingshan didn't intend to pay attention to it, it was just the careful thinking of a group of Sichun girls, and she was not someone who could call and drink at will!

"Although ......"

When she was about to refuse, she saw Zhou Mingluo and Yang Zhaohui standing together and staring at her.

Anyway, she is a sister in the house, Zhou Mingluo is not stupid enough to mess around with everyone, but the eyes that look at her are full of disdain and disdain. And Yang Zhaohui's eyes are indescribably weird, it seems to be a little sympathetic, a little jealous, and mixed with some indescribable feelings.

Zhou Mingshan's mind moved, and he changed his mind in an instant, "Although Mingshan is not talented, she also knows the truth of disrespect, since the sisters love her, then Mingshan will be ugly!"

The pen and ink are all on the scene, Zhou Mingshan grabbed the wolf and wrote the four big words "deserved" on the rice paper spread out on a large table next to him.

Elegance is sharp in it. Beautiful and graceful, the surroundings suddenly remembered the sound of gasping.

Sure enough, it's not bragging, this handwriting will definitely not be able to be written without more than ten years of hard work.

They originally saw Zhou Mingshan in the limelight. If you want her to be ugly, but you don't want others to have real skills, isn't this time lifting a stone and shooting yourself in the foot?

For a while, everyone was a little embarrassed, and even the big word "ashamed" on the paper seemed to have been laughing at them.

"Look, I'll just say, Sister Shan is really well written!" Mu Yurou still looked smiling.

Zhou Mingshan smiled. There was no answer, and he was going to step forward and put the pair away.

"Mingshan, I haven't seen you for many days, and your words have grown again!"

Jia Xinyi also came over.

Zhou Mingshan's movements in his hand didn't stop, and he responded lightly, "It's over!"

No, Jia Xinyi suddenly stopped her, "Can you give me this painting?"

Her heart tightened, and she raised her eyes to look straight over, what is this woman going to do?

"Don't worry, I don't want you in vain, last time you said you liked that shark silk handkerchief, so I gave it to you, how about it?"

Jia Xinyi said and took a handkerchief from her purse and handed it over, "Actually, you don't need to be rare with me, it's just a foreign product, I heard that your uncle has a way, it's easy to get it!"

What exactly is Jia Xinyi doing?

Zhou Mingshan had a big alarm bell in her heart, she didn't say that she liked Jia Xinyi's silk handkerchief, but she made a joke about it at the time, and said a few lines of poetry, "Spring is like the old, people are empty and thin." Tear stains are red and silky. ”

This was originally the author's lament that the love between himself and his cousin failed to achieve a positive result, but at this moment, Jia Xinyi suddenly mentioned what it meant, and also specifically mentioned Uncle Xin?

Was she warning herself, or was she hinting at something?

Thousands of thoughts flashed in Zhou Mingshan's mind for a moment, but her face was silent, "It's just a word, it's not worth anything, if you want to take it, just remember to 'keep' it!"

In the end, the old hatred is hard to dissipate, she deliberately accentuated her tone on "safekeeping", lest Jia Xinyi have any thoughts about it.

However, at this moment, everyone is watching, it is she who asks for the text sheet from herself, and there should be no moths.

Jia Xinyi took the words and left, and didn't talk to Zhou Mingshan anymore, but there were a lot of doubts left for her.

Zhou Mingshan was thinking about it, but Bai You next to him asked, "What's the matter with you and Xinyi?"

Even the simple and straightforward Bai You also discovered her and Jia Xinyi's question, Zhou Mingshan moved her lips, but she didn't know how to answer for a while.

Of course, you can't tell Bai You about the things in her previous life, and it's not easy to say what Jia Xinyi wanted to calculate her before, and besides, she didn't implement it after all, so Bai You may not believe it.

"It's nothing, it's just that everyone has been a little busy lately!"

"Really?" Bai Youhu glanced at her suspiciously, then looked at Jia Xinyi who was leaving, and stomped his feet, "Don't believe it, I'll ask Xinyi!"

Zhou Mingshan smiled, she didn't stop her, and she couldn't take care of Bai You.

From the moment she talked to Jia Xinyi, Zhou Mingshan felt that someone was staring at her all the time, but every time she turned around, she couldn't see anyone.

She slowly walked to a Xifu begonia in the courtyard and stood, quietly paying attention to the movement in the hall.

Everyone saw a lively scene and then died down for a while, and they gathered together in twos and threes.

There are people who laugh together, there are people who catch chess pieces to play double land, and there are people who get together to recite poems and give gifts, and they are still as lively as Fang Cai...... (To be continued.) )