"Oh? It's a pity that it may be the only book of the ancients, and we have never heard of it. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The woman shook her head regretfully, expectant.

"I wonder if my sister can lend me a look? I'm going to love it. ”

Ye Zijin stiffened slightly, touched the hair next to his ear with his hand, and said embarrassedly.

"That book is my husband's private property, I returned it that day, and now that my husband has returned to his hometown, it is really beyond his reach."

After speaking, he smiled apologetically at the young lady.

"Sister, don't blame, my sister is really powerless."

Seeing that the words had come to this, although his face was slightly unwilling, he could only nod politely, and then turned around.

Ye Zipei looked at Ye Zijin with a strange face, licked her lips, and she suddenly had a very bold idea.

Now that it has been verified that his sister is not crossed, is it possible to be reborn?

Touching his chin, the more Ye Zipei thought about it, the more determined he became, and the eyes that looked at Ye Zijin became more and more weird.

"Hey, why are you all looking at that sister?"

Ye Zipei came back to his senses and saw that everyone except Ye Zijin was looking sideways at the girl who was talking to Ye Zijin.

"Oh my God! That one just now was Miss Wei Ziyi Wei! ”

Ye Zipei turned her head, and a green-clothed lady sitting opposite her looked behind Ye Zijin with a surprised expression.

"Oh, she's sitting right next to us, so excited!"

Ye Zijin smiled, looking at the little girl at the table and smiling without saying a word.

Although Ye Wanran was a slut in her previous life, Wei Ziyi still relied on her own strength to make the male guests admire, plus the Wei family has a very strict family education, and Miss Wei herself is also very demanding, and she has stood out for three consecutive years, directly making this girl with a not very outstanding background in front of the Queen Mother. If it is still with the trajectory of the previous life, then after the hairpin banquet, Wei Ziyi will be promised to His Royal Highness the Second Prince.

Pity......

Ye Zijin smiled self-deprecatingly, Wei Ziyi was beautiful and soft, and versatile, and she should have been a husband and wife. It's just that Liu's sons are so affectionate, or too affectionate, such an excellent young woman, but after five years, she was tortured to death by that cannibalistic place.

Thinking about Wei Ziyi's life after that, Ye Zijin couldn't help but think of himself in his previous life.

If it weren't for the appearance of that person, he would have followed in the footsteps of his previous life.

"Knock~~~"

A gong sounded, and the audience fell silent, and all eyes were on a figure standing by the wall of roses.

"I am glad that everyone is here to participate in the annual hairpin flower party, and this hairpin flower meeting will not set the first place. However, five special prizes will be awarded, and the winners will receive a gold-inlaid jade ruyi or a Nanhai Dongzhu step shake given by the Queen Mother. ”

"Ruyi?"

The people below whispered, the meaning of Ruyi in our country is extraordinary, and everyone looked at the princes sitting next door, and their hearts were eager to try.

The Queen Mother is looking for her granddaughter-in-law!

Although Ye Wanran in her previous life was brilliant and dominated the limelight, she actually got her hands on Dongzhu Busha.

The insider shook his head slightly, in fact, this year's hairpin banquet has nothing to do with most people, but it is a game between the seed players of the princess, and the participation of others is irrelevant, well, at most, it is one more way back, after all, there are many young talents on the male side, or there are many young people at home among the ladies who are watching.

"Wow, I'll just say why even the third and fourth princes are here this year! I see! ”

The whispers in the four places sounded, and Ye Zipei, Leng Ruhui and others suddenly realized.

Ye Zijin secretly glanced at Leng Ruyun, in her previous life, she was the princess of the fourth prince Liu Yuan.

"Please be calm."

This year's main event is Princess Rui, who is in charge of Dali Temple, so although he is not the younger brother of today's saint, he is still very famous.

Seeing that everyone had stopped talking, Princess Rui had a satisfied smile on her face.

"Then this time, let's let His Royal Highness the Third Prince start."

Liu Zhi got up and saluted Princess Rui respectfully, and then slowly walked to the Rose Wall, where there was a large table with all kinds of pen, ink, paper and inkstones neatly placed on it.

Time passed little by little, and it was quiet in all directions, and the four little eunuchs lined up on the table next to Liu Zhi, grinding all kinds of ink on their hands. Liu Zhi himself looked up at the rose wall next to him from time to time, and the pen was flying, and in about a quarter of an hour, a lifelike rose blossom appeared on the paper.

After blowing the painting slightly and still a little wet, Liu Zhi nodded with satisfaction, and then handed the painting to the little eunuch standing on the side.

"The three princes have prepared a picture of roses, please enjoy it."

When Princess Rui saw the little eunuch presenting the painting, she couldn't help nodding, and then beckoned to a group of people standing next to her.

The leader's men received the signal, quickly divided the people into two teams, and then pressed on different parts of the rose wall at the same time, and the entire flower wall slowly moved to both sides.

Ye Zipei covered her mouth in surprise, she always thought that this thing was used to make screens for men and women, but she didn't expect it to be opened.

Ye Zijin didn't have anything unusual on his face like the other nobles, but with the opening of the rose wall, he was gradually able to see the nobles on the opposite side.

"Hmm, this is the painting of the third prince!"

"What should I use for this?"

"Oh, it's a pity, I'm good at dancing."

The painting on Princess Rui's hand before had been directly covered by the little eunuchs on a screen. It is still as Ye Zijin remembers, with a clump of roses, two of which have even begun to wither, a few petals fluttering in the wind, and a few petals falling to the ground.

Yiyun's mind is not on this at all, when she tore with Ye Wanran before, somehow there was a blood mark on her leg, although it was not big, but the shame was tight, and now as soon as she saw that slut, she felt a faint pain!

glared at the girl who had been instructed not far away, only to see the girl frown in embarrassment, and then stepped forward and said loudly.

"Dali Temple's Qing Ye Lord's Mansion and Miss Ye San can be solved."

"Miss Ye San?"

"Isn't that the sister of the twins?"

"What kind of sister, it's a concubine, who thinks it's a concubine."

"Huh? Really? I heard that Lord Ye doesn't have a wife and concubine? ”

As the little girl's words fell, the surrounding discussions came and went, and even the nobles sitting in front of them whispered.

"What is the origin of this Miss Ye San? Does she know what that means? ”

"I heard it's only five years old, so good?"

Ye Zijin shook his head lightly, looking at Yiyun and smiling silently, he should really thank her.

Ye Wanran in the corner was startled by the meaning of the little girl's words, but then she saw Yiyun's provocative eyes.

Oh~~ It turns out that this girl is the ghost again.

Glancing at Yiyun contemptuously, Ye Wanran slowly stood up.

Originally, such an occasion was not suitable for her to be in the limelight, but since everyone is so provocative, what if she is taught a lesson!

The wound on her calf was still faintly painful, and Ye Wanran pulled out a weird smile at the corner of her mouth, and walked towards the front generously.

There is also a large rectangular table by the rose wall on the female side, and the furnishings on it are the same as those on the opposite side. Signaling to Biyun and Baoya slightly, Ye Wanran ignored everyone's surprised gazes and climbed onto the chair with her short legs.

In her previous life, she was not a popular brush, and she only learned her words recently, so it was really mediocre to write. Knowing her disadvantages, Ye Wanran thought about it, and then picked up a pen and wrote on paper.

The vast and sorrowful day is slanting, and the whip points to the end of the world. Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers.

Although she had been practicing calligraphy for several months, in order to make the characters look a little better, it took Ye Wanran about a quarter of an hour to complete it. Handing over the words to Princess Rui's hand, Ye Wanran's lowered eyes were full of pride.

When she crossed over, this body was already more than four years old, and she had specially checked it.

It is called the Jing Dynasty, which is actually very similar to the Chinese history of the previous life, but the history is different from that of Qin Shi Huang. Yingzheng here died in a foreign land as a proton, and it was Lü Buwei who ascended the throne.

The dynasty she is in is called the Jing Dynasty, and the folk customs here are quite open, but they are very superstitious and highly respected for ghosts and gods.

And the reason why she dared to write this poem was entirely because she had consulted Dong Sanniang many times before, and famous poets such as Li Bai and Bai Juyi were not circulated here.

Princess Rui originally wondered why such a little girl came up, but the next second she was shocked by the poem on the paper.

Surprised, Princess Rui suddenly stabilized her mind, looked at Ye Wanran suspiciously, and then asked tentatively.

"You wrote it yourself?"

There is an unwritten rule in the hairpin banquet, that is, anyone who fights with painting must compose poems himself, so Princess Rui has this question.

Ye Wanran was about to speak, when she suddenly saw Ye Zijin who was smiling inexplicably, and the words in her mouth couldn't help but roll on the tip of her tongue.