Qiao Ruoyun likes to hold various elegant gatherings in her home, and this day is undoubtedly a good time for her to show the dignity of Miss Qiao's family to all the noble ladies. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

She is wearing a butterfly daffodil shirt today, a pink moonflower skirt embroidered with peony patterns, and light makeup is always appropriate.

Among the daughters of the boudoirs present, only Miss Wang of the Ministry of Rites and Shangshu can compete with her, and she is no different in terms of family background and posture.

Wang Lingyue is Wang Shangshu's granddaughter, she has been proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, she saw the side of the ink bamboo bonsai at a glance, and Ruosu, who was leisurely and complacent, walked up to Qiao Ruoyun and asked, "Whose young lady is that?" How have you never seen it before? ”

Qiao Ruoyun didn't expect her mother to really hand over the post to her cousin, in front of many young ladies from the family, she was not easy to put on a face, and she was also in the limelight today, so she took Wang Lingyue and walked towards Ruosu.

Ruo Su Wujue was sensitive, and smiled at the two of them frequently: "The two sisters are good." ”

Wang Lingyue has a gentle temperament, not as pampered as the daughter of an ordinary powerful person, and seeing that Ruosu is very kind-faced, she took her hand and looked at her: "Who is this sister?" ”

Qiao Ruoyun didn't like other people to share her honor and attention, even the initiative, so she preemptively said: "Miss Wang, this is the widow of my second aunt, that is, the cousin of the Qiao family. ”

Miss Qiao's cousin?

And not his own cousin?

Qiao Ruoyun is really repulsive enough to reject herself.

Ruo Su always thought in her previous life that it was because of her identity that the Qiao family sisters didn't like her, but now that she has changed her identity, she is still not welcomed.

Xu is not because of the so-called dignity and humility, but because of the noble upbringing that several young ladies of the Qiao family were born with, so that they have no one in their eyes since they were young.

Ruosu looked at Wang Lingyue with a sincere gaze: "Sister, just call me Ruosu, I don't know what my sister is called?" "It's better to have one more friend than one more enemy.

Wang Lingyue had heard about the second aunt and grandmother of the Qiao family, and she had also heard about Bai Qishan's demotion from her father and grandfather, and looked at Ruo Su's eyes with a little more sympathy.

The two got acquainted with each other for a while, Wang Lingyue was obviously not in a state, her eyes were expectant, and she was shy with anticipation.

There was no doubt that she was expecting someone.

Wang Ling is sixteen years old, it is the time to talk about marriage, and the elegant gathering of the men's seat is arranged in the east of Xiaoqing Mountain, she is expecting a certain man.

Ruo Su didn't know much about the noble son invited by the Chu family, and under the ghost's mission, the beautiful face suddenly appeared in his mind, and the man who could make the granddaughter of the elder of the pavilion look at him was only that kind of fairy-like character.

However, in the previous life, Ruosu knew Qiao Ruoyun's thoughts, and she also liked Chu Chen, not to mention that the two of them still had the relationship between this cousin and sister.

Ruo Su was combing the children's affection of others, Qiao Ruojiao was wearing a crimson embroidered rhombic skirt, walked over lightly, and smiled very friendly.

Yi Ruosu's understanding of her must be a moth.

I heard her smile and said, "Miss Wang, can I say a few words to Cousin Su alone?" ”

Her request to Wang Lingyue is really unreasonable, no matter how she says that she is also a guest invited by the Chu family, how can she avoid it? Wang Lingyue didn't care, and motioned for the maids around her to follow her away.

Qiao Ruoyun and Qiao Ruojiao glanced at each other, as if they exchanged glances. Qiao Ruoyun soon went to entertain other ladies.

Ruo Su knew in her heart, replied to Qiao Ruojiao's smile, and asked, "Is there something wrong with Cousin Jiao looking for me?" ”

Qiao Ruojiao's dark eyes looked around, pretending to be nervous, approached Ruosu, took her hand, stuffed a note over, and whispered in her ear: "Cousin Su, this is what my cousin Chen asked me to give you." ”

Chu Chen?

I just met him, if I really have something for myself, how can I wait until this moment? And let your cousin do it for you?

Ruo Su smiled obediently on his face, and was shy and timid by the way, since they wanted to act, then they would accompany themselves, "Thank you, cousin Jiao, ----then I'll go over and have a look first." ”

Since it's a love letter, you definitely can't look at it in front of others.

Qiao Ruojiao looked at Ruosu's delicate back as bright as the moon walking away, smiling like a delicate flower, she scolded secretly: A third sister named Ruosu died, and this Ruosu won't live long! It's really stupid to go home, and she still dares to think about Cousin Chen! I really don't know what to do.

Ruosu slowly walked to the water pavilion, opened the note in his palm and looked at it, and couldn't help but look at it.

She has one outstanding feature, that is, she never forgets, and this handwriting can be seen at a glance that it is not from Chu Chen, but another son of the Chu family, Chu Ji.

In the previous life, I accidentally saw Chu Ji handing over a letter to Qiao Ruoyun's maid, but the maid seemed to have listened to someone's order, tore up the letter and threw it into the grass.

It's a pity that the letters can't be pieced together, she can only see the handwriting, but she can't see what is written.

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent, who laugh at the city, and then laugh at the country." Ruosu looked at the familiar note in his hand, and his pink water chestnut lips rose slightly.

This love poem should have been written by Chu Ji to Qiao Ruoyun!

With Qiao Ruoyun's pride, he naturally would not give up the eldest son of the Chu family, but chose the fourth son of Chu who was still training in the Wei Institute.

She wanted to take advantage of this matter, so that she could misunderstand that Chu Chen was interested in herself, and then she would come out to solve the siege, so she could act wise and elegant in front of Chu Chen.

seems to be a seamless strategy, firstly, to show Chu Ji that she is happy with Chu Chen, and secondly, to be able to declare sovereignty in front of today's group of noble ladies.

How confident is Qiao Ruoyun to make a move?

Ruosu did not stay, but returned to the West Wing Courtyard of Mo Yaju, and her ability to remember made it possible for her to copy most of the handwriting she had seen, even Chu Chen's.

Bai Qishan still loves calligraphy, and remembers that in his father's study, there is a painting of Chu Chen's words, Zhuang Yuanlang personally writes ink, it is a piece of red cliff fu, the handwriting is vigorous and powerful, like a wild horse off the reins, galloping wild.

"Qiaoyun, cloth paper for me."

Qiaoyun didn't know why her young lady had to wait for her as soon as she came back, and she didn't ask much at the moment, so she did it immediately.

The jade onion-like hand lightly held the brush, and in a moment, the familiar handwriting in his mind jumped on the paper.

There are no tens, but there are also eights.

"There are beauties, and they will never forget it. I don't see it for a day, and I think like crazy. After thinking about it, she wrote two more words under the verse: Song Zhi.

Song Zhi is Chu Chen's character, presumably Qiao Ruoyun knows it.

Qiao Yun watched Miss easily write a love poem, and her face suddenly turned red: "Little--Miss, you are ---"

Ruo Su saw her reaction and felt funny, she said unhurriedly: "Don't worry, your young lady and I didn't write this poem for men." ”

It's not a man, could it be written for a woman?

The corners of Qiaoyun's mouth twitched, and then asked, "Miss, ---- you?"

Ruosu waved her finger and motioned for her not to speak, and then whispered in her ear: "Go and quietly send this note to Cousin Yun's maid, and remember not to let anyone see that you have done this." ”

Qiaoyun has learned martial arts with his master since he was a child, and his movements are flexible and brisk.