"What a good article, let this king also see it. Feng Juelei, who was sitting on the other side of Feng Juexuan, originally liked these, but at this time, he was also attracted by the two of them with a gorgeous word, which attracted curiosity, and stretched out his hand to ask Qin Gongzi, who was sitting on the side.

That Qin Gongzi was having a headache at this time, he didn't look at the poetry in his hand, he didn't read it, he thought of what he was going to say for a while, he was in a dilemma, and when he saw that Yan Wangdian wanted to see it, he immediately stood up and respectfully presented it to Feng Juelei.

Feng Juelei didn't have so many scruples, so he took it and read it gently, "Double butterfly embroidered Luo skirt, vermilion powder is not deep and even." The color sleeve people are independent, and the micro swifts are back. After reading it, he put down the poem and said with a slight smile in his eyes, "Yes, the deep boudoir is lonely, the ladies are waiting for Yan to return, independent in the rain, Zhu Fan is shallow, and the colored sleeves are in the wind, which can not be described as gorgeous, the eighth brother and You Shizi are right." ”

Originally, it was just an ordinary women's deep boudoir poem, but when he explained it like this, it really made people feel glamorous for no reason, and many people couldn't help but show a smile on their faces.

"The third brother also said that it was good, this king also thinks so, I have never seen such a colorful poem in the red sleeves before, this one can compete for the first place, I don't know that the young lady who wrote this poem is so beautiful, the third brother helps to take a look, but is there any mark? Such a poem can only be written by a beauty. Feng Jueran smiled and waved his hand at You Yuecheng, signaling that he didn't care, and then smiled at Feng Juelei with interest.

Compare the poems of a deep boudoir woman to the kind of glamorous poems written by the prostitutes in the Qinglou in the red-sleeved recruitment, and also say that they can compete for the top, a poem that was originally a good work, was pushed by him and said, where is there still a little bit of the solemnity of Miss Qianjin, and listen to him, I have to meet this beautiful woman for a while, which will not only Qin Gongzi but also Feng Juelei be embarrassed.

Everyone is a son of a family, a royal nobleman, how can he tarnish the reputation of the young lady in vain, Feng Juelei was just joking at first, and at this time he also felt a little uncomfortable, and casually threw the poem in his hand to the waiter standing aside, signaling him to continue to pass it on.

In front of the noble prince of the Manchu Dynasty, he must not let his brother lose face, Feng Jue Ran lost the face of the entire royal family like this, where can he get the brilliance on his face, and the chamberlain who followed him is also a clever one, and he hurriedly bowed and took two steps back, before turning around and walking towards the bottom of the table, which was far away from Feng Jue Ran and would not attract his attention.

"Eighth brother, I heard that you have built a Mingyue Pavilion in the mansion in the past few days, and your Jinwei Pavilion is faintly opposite, with rockeries and flowing water, small bridges and lotus ponds, and some rare two-color plum blossoms, why, don't you want to live in Jinwei Pavilion and want to move the house?" Feng Juelei smiled slightly, raised his hand to pick up a cup of tea from the table, and asked with a smile.

Everyone knows that His Royal Highness King Xuan lived in Jinwei Pavilion because of a whim, and he didn't expect this to be grounded by the emperor, and it didn't take two days to toss the house again, and it was really a gentleman in the squirrel.

Seeing that talking about the house in his house, Feng Jue's handsome eyes were wicked, and he seemed to be interested, and forgot about the poem for a while, and leaned on the chair railing behind, "The Mingyue Pavilion that the third brother said has not yet been completed, I want to live in it, third brother, I still have too few plum blossoms there, why don't you help me mention it to my father, let me get a few more plum blossoms in the old residence of King Jin?"

Although more than 30 years have passed since the seizure of the throne of King Jin, some big families still know the taboo of Emperor Zongwen today, where do they dare to mention these things, where is it as unscrupulous as His Royal Highness King Xuan to talk about the old residence of King Jin, so many years, although everyone knows that this is the old residence of King Jin, and who dares to touch the emperor's mold, and he can't talk about it.

Everyone shook their heads in their hearts, their faces were silent, and they didn't hear the words of the two royal brothers silently.

"The eighth brother laughed, how dare the third brother mention that matter, and don't let his father scold him, forget it, if the eighth brother really likes plum blossoms, the third brother also has a few precious two-color plums, so I will give them to the eighth brother together, how about it?" Feng Juelei glanced at Feng Jueran, took a sip of wine and smiled.

"Then thank you so much to the third brother, after I build the Mingyue Pavilion in the future, I can watch the bright moon in it, see the clear wind, and then I will definitely invite the third brother to come to the banquet, and our brothers will invite the beauties to dance together, which can be described as an elegant thing, the eldest brother said yes?" Feng Jue's eyes lit up and he smiled.

Invite beauties to dance together? In front of so many people, you have to take care of the royal dignity, this pavilion tone is really grateful......

"Let's talk about it then, if you have the opportunity, you will definitely go to the Eighth Brother's Mansion to disturb. Feng Juexuan snorted first.

"Yes, there is a chance to come with the eldest brother. Feng Juelei didn't have half a dilemma on his face, although it was Hu Yan, he easily pulled Feng Juexuan in, everyone knew that the two of them had serious things to do, and they would never mess around like Feng Jueyan.

While several princes were chatting, the poems of the daughters in the boudoir had been packed, and an attendant collected all the poems in a brocade box and sent them to Zuodao.

Mo Xuetong didn't know many people, unlike Mo Xuemin, who had something to say to the people around her from time to time, so she just sat quietly on the side, looking at Mo Xuemin, who was surrounded by everyone in the center, showing a gentle and generous smile, quite complacent. At this time, the banquet was almost over, and the young ladies who performed also retreated, and the ladies gathered in groups of three or five, whispering their own words, and laughter came out from time to time.

Mo Xuetong because of the few people he knows, so he falls quiet, enjoying the scenery alone, between the lakes and mountains, the two islands are dependent on each other, as if holding hands.

A palace maid came to pour tea, and when she took the tea, she suddenly moved in her palm, Mo Xuetong looked up in amazement, and saw the palace maid winking at her and motioning her to come out.

looked around, everyone was chatting and talking around the small group, just because she was in the corner, inconspicuous, put down the teacup, stood up quietly, and walked to the side with the palace maid, behind, Mo Xuemin was talking to a lady, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, catching a touch of color at the corner of Mo Xue's pupils, and a faint smug and viciousness floated on her lips, and then turned into gentleness and obedience, and continued to laugh and talk with the young lady on the side.

"Which palace are you from, what's the matter?" Mo Xue Tong followed the palace maid to the secluded place around the corner, stopped, and asked.

The palace maid who was walking in front immediately turned around and replied, "Miss Mo San, this is a prince who entrusted me to send it." With that, he handed over a note.

Mo Xuetong took the note, glanced at it talkatively, and found that only a few words were written on it: "See you in the garden Qingfang Pavilion! There is no signature below, the cause of her mother's death, Mo Xuetong's hand involuntarily tightened the note in her hand.

"Miss, the boy hurriedly said this and left, saying that if the young lady has any doubts, she will know all about it in a while, and when the time comes, the slave maid will come and take the young lady over. The palace maid saw that her eyebrows were cold, and she replied smartly without waiting for her to ask.

"Who is that son?" Although he knew that it was a vain question to ask, Mo Xuetong still asked.

Sure enough, the palace maid hesitated twice, and said respectfully: "The slave and maid really don't know which family it is, so I can't even tell Miss Mo San, and I hope the third lady will forgive me, the slave doesn't know what the son's note said, if the young lady really doesn't want to see it, the slave and the maid will go back to the son, okay?"

"No need, thank you sister for telling me. Mo Xuetong pondered for a moment, with a faint smile on her face, plucked a hairpin inlaid with ruby from her head, and sent it to the palace maid's hand, and said gratefully.

"Thank you, Miss, the slave maid is useless and does not receive Shilu, how can you take Miss's hand ornament. Looking at such a beautiful golden hairpin, the palace maid hesitated twice, but still resisted the temptation and pushed back.

"Why is my sister so polite, I have to thank my sister for helping me so much this time. Mo Xuetong smiled and took her hand, and affectionately put the hairpin in her hand.

"Then thank you Miss Three, return to the shore after the third Miss banquet, don't leave first, the slave maid will come and take Miss Three over. The palace maid pushed it twice, and when she saw that she couldn't push it away, she took it with a smile, and took care of it deliberately, and after saying goodbye to Mo Xuetong, she turned around and left.

This palace maid is not an ordinary palace maid, just look at her quietly blocking her question, which palace, so far there is no answer, while saying that she doesn't know the truth of the note, and on the other hand, she says that she wants to take herself over, the cause of her mother's death? Mo Xuetong's heart hurts, and she smiled coldly, someone actually tempted herself with this, that is, her mother's business is her own business, others have always seen it in their eyes, and they also know that they have doubts about the cause of her mother's death.

Such a person can only be a person from Mofu!

is a person in the Mo Mansion, and it is also related to the death of the mother, but it has a relationship with the palace......

It seems that Mofu is really not ordinarily complicated......

I don't know how this palace maid found herself among so many young ladies, and it was only the last time she entered the palace, she had been in Cloud City before, and she hadn't seen many outsiders, so how could she recognize herself at a glance, remembering that when the palace maid came in, she also used to look left and right with her eyes, but her eyes lit up when she saw Mo Xuemin, and then she fell on herself who was sitting alone behind her, and she had already thought about it in her heart.

No wonder Mo Xuemin is good at dancing with long sleeves tonight, attracting all the ladies and ladies around him, letting himself sit alone on the side, no one pays attention to it, Mo Xuemin shows gentleness and generosity on weekdays, and it is impossible to leave herself aside so obviously, regardless of the reputation of sisterhood.

The water eyes glanced at Mo Xuemin, who was standing not far away, and her eyes were cold!

It turns out that there is Mo Xuemin's matter here!

When I returned to the banquet, the banquet was about to end, and the queen was announcing the ranking of the final winner of the poem, and what the queen and others didn't expect was that the most victorious person turned out to be Mo Xuemin, and the whole paper with the hook on her poem was almost full, which showed the satisfaction of the prince of the world.

Mo Xuemin was also brought to the queen by the palace maid.