Jiang Henghuan kept making trouble here, and no one paid attention to him. Nineteen Zhi sat down and began to write silently, and everyone gathered around her.

Under the gaze of a dozen other princesses, Nineteen Zhi silently wrote out the poem word for word.

Wangque looked at the paper with a pale face, was stunned for a long time, and suddenly pointed at Ping Yao like crazy: "It's you, you must have done it!" ”

Ping Yao was peeling grapes to eat, and when she heard this, she smiled and put the freshly peeled grapes in the glass jar.

As soon as the clear grapes jumped into the glass jar, Yun Yi took the silver fork and forked the grapes away.

The movements are natural and intimate.

The pit money is not counted as a slap in the face. A slap in the face is not a show of affection, Wangque really wants to lift the table.

Ping Yao asked with a smile on her face, "Then what do you think I did?" ”

"You must have done a good job of the nineteen children given by the poem!"

"Oh," Ping Yao said slowly, "then you think that I wrote the words?" ”

"One ・・・・・・" Wangque was halfway through his words, and he stopped it alive.

If that poem was written by Ping Yao, it proves that Ping Yao is better than her.

It doesn't matter if a princess is stronger than her, if all the palace maids are stronger than her・・・・・・

Wangque looked at Ping Yao in a daze and didn't speak.

This pit, she can only jump.

Ping Yao smiled and picked up another grape and peeled it finely, while saying, "But I don't carry this pot." This matter was your temporary idea, and the subject matter was also your idea. I haven't been out since I came in. There are only these palace maids here, and there is no third person to deliver the manuscript. Do you think that it is better for me to write it, or if I have the ability to use a stick of incense to let someone outside write it and hand it in without being found and then give it to the nineteenth princess, I must always come up with evidence. ”

"Otherwise, our nineteenth princess, this amazing talented woman, will be framed by you."

Wangque looked at Ping Yao in a daze, unable to find a word to refute her.

Evidence? What evidence? Wangque carefully recalled the contact between Ping Yao and Nineteen Zhi, and was suddenly shocked: "That piece of paper!" There must be something wrong with that piece of paper. The paper you gave to Nineteen was the same paper you used to lay the petals on, and you must have done something on that paper! ”

Ping Yao asked with interest: "What hands and feet?" ”

"I don't know what the hands and feet are, but there must be something wrong with that piece of paper! What about the paper? Get me here! ”

Ping Yao looked at Wangque with a smile and stopped talking.

Wangque's palace maid replied in a low voice: "Princess, that piece of paper has been torn by you. ”

Wangque's face was no longer bloody.

Ping Yao was in a good mood and ate several grapes, took a sip of tea, stood up leisurely, and didn't look at Que: "Come, Nineteenth Princess, Your Highness, let's divide the lotus." Qinghe also has a part, you are a proctor and have a meritorious service. ”

Ping Yao walked to the high case of the colorful head with great interest and began to distribute: "You guys take your things back first." Are you all on the books? ”

A palace maid replied: "It's been registered early in the morning." ”

Ping Yao nodded: "You calculate how much silver these things are worth, go back and ask them to send the cash silver over to each palace, and the four of us will divide the money." It's a headache to get these things apart. ”

As he spoke, he turned around and said to Wangque: "Don't forget, cash." ”

"You bold and bullying, I'll kill you!" Wangque was finally enraged, picked up a glass vase on the table and smashed it at Ping Yao.

Ping Yao's body shook slightly, and he dodged without even moving his feet. She looked at Wangque and sneered: "It's still a princess, you can't afford to play with me." If you lose, you will pick up the master's money, and there is no shame in losing it. I didn't think it before, but now I understand that it's no wonder that Your Highness likes me but doesn't like you. ”

Ping Yao said and looked at Yun Yi and smiled softly. Under the shadow of the red flowers, her smile is particularly beautiful, and her voice is as crisp as a jade collision, which makes people unable to open their eyes at first glance.

"Your Highness thinks so too, right?"

Yun Yi did not answer. He got up and walked over to Ping Yao and held out a hand.

"Let's go, I've been disturbed by them all afternoon, and I haven't picked flowers for you yet."

Ping Yao smiled and took the hand that Yun Yi handed over.

Yun Yi didn't look at everyone anymore, and Ping Yao left the pavilion.

When he was about to walk out, Yun Yi suddenly turned around.

Wangque kept looking at Yun Yi, watching him just take Ping Yao's hand and leave, and there was no one else in his eyes.

Seeing Yun Yi turn around, Wangque's lips moved. She didn't want him to leave like that.

"That's right."

Wangque listened carefully to Yun Yi's words, and then heard Yun Yi explain: "I and Ping Yao originally made an appointment to come to pick acacia flowers. It's a good sign that you've made so many poems about acacia flowers today. If you can give us a copy of your poem, it will be a pleasure to look back. ”

With a poof, Wangque was stabbed in the heart.

Did she bother to conceive it to be the icing on the cake for them?! She was unwilling!

Walking to the front of the steps, Ping Yao broke away from Yun Yi's hand.

Yun Yi smiled lightly and distanced himself from Ping Yao, and asked, "What?" ”

"Now there's no one, who is pretending to show it?"

"It's hurtful to say this, how can it be pretended? Besides, I've worked hard to help you cover up and win so much money, you should pay me somehow, right? ”

Ping Yao glanced at Yun Yi with disgust, and her voice was so soft that she could pinch out the water: "Your Highness's words are even more hurtful, aren't I doing this for you, are you embarrassed to ask me for compensation?" ”

Yun Yi nodded happily: "The girl has always said that she likes me before, and I will still be suspicious." Just now I saw that the girl was jealous of Princess Wangque for me, so I really believed it. ”

Ping Yao put away the playfulness on her face, and when she spoke again, her voice was already flat: "It's almost there." Tomorrow the Queen Mother's birthday banquet, how are you going to deal with it? ”

The joke on Yun Yi's face remained unchanged: "Nature should not change." My heart belongs to a girl, and I can't look down on anyone else. ”

Ping Yao smiled faintly, gently brushing away the willow branches that swept to her face on the side of the road, and her voice was clear and slender: "Having come this far, I can't help but admire His Highness's foresight. You just came to the Clearing Palace, how do you know that I have a problem? ”

If Yun Yifei hadn't asked Ping Yao to be his only attendant, the plan of the two of them wouldn't have gone so smoothly.

Yun Yi has always maintained the same steps as Ping Yao, and followed behind Ping Yao with peace of mind: "You think too much." I thought this girl was very beautiful at the time, and when I put it next to me to eat, I could eat an extra bowl. ”

It's strange that she believes it.

"Thank you, and thank you for your vision."

"You're welcome."

That's the real shamelessness.

Ping Yao pouted and didn't speak.