"Bah, Bah, Bah......"

"Humph! Lecher! ”

"It's too straightforward, it's not ashamed!"

Xiaohuan looked embarrassed, only felt that his cheeks were hot, and quickly looked away, and kept saying something on his mouth, constantly slandering Fang's love, as if this would not dirty his eyes.

"Miss, don't be deceived by his rhetoric!"

She kept reminding her young lady to prevent her from being deceived, "He is a gentleman who doesn't learn and has no skills, how can he write such beautiful poems as 'I wish people a long time, thousands of miles together', where must he have heard the poems." ”

On the other side, Miss Su finished reading it gently, two pieces of red glow appeared on her pretty face, and the whole person looked ashamed, but she stared at the poem and refused to put it down.

This love poem is indeed very eye-catching, but what hit her heart directly was the sentence at the bottom, and she felt suffocated for a moment.

Staring at the last line of words, the contact lenses were full of anticipation, "Is he really that young man?" ”

"Miss! Miss ......"

Su Shan had a lot of thoughts in her heart, and she didn't come back to her senses for a while, Xiaohuan called her several times before she spoke: "Huh? What's the matter with Xiaohuan? ”

"What else do you see it do, shame on you!"

Xiaohuan was about to grab the manuscript of the poem, but Su Shan raised her hand to dodge, "How well this poem is written!" The emotion is sincere, the language is simple and unpretentious, but the pen is wonderful, graceful and moving, and it is a superb quatrain. ”

"Miss—"

Seeing Su Shan's appearance, Xiaohuan was so anxious that he stomped his feet, looking like he hated iron but not steel, and shouted in a long voice.

"Miss, don't be deceived by one of his poems, maybe you copied it there."

"Pure nonsense, copy, where to copy? This poem has never been heard before, and such a masterpiece will not go unnoticed, unless it is newly written by him. ”

"Doesn't that prove that he is the one who wrote poetry?"

"With the talent of the young man, why deceive? Impostor, there will always be a day when it will be exposed, how could he not understand this truth. ”

"It is said that the second son of Fang is five big and three thick, his face is like black charcoal, not only is he ugly, but also very rude, how can it be that son......"

Miss Su glared at her and reprimanded: "People can't be good-looking, Fang Gongzi has such talents, and he will not be bad if he knows people with poetry." ”

"That Fang Gongzi is not a good person at first glance! How can there be a serious person, a person who rushes to the women's boudoir. ”

"Chew the root of your tongue behind people's backs, and be careful of rotten mouths."

Xiaohuan was so frightened that he immediately stopped his mouth, holding his small mouth, flashing a pair of big eyes, and looked afraid.

"But, but ......"

Xiaohuan pouted "but" for a long time, she didn't organize the language, she slowly came out of her worries, and suddenly looked at Su Shan with strange eyes, "We haven't met yet, Miss, you are protecting ......"

Seeing that her ears and neck were red, she also slurred when she spoke, and quibbled: "I'm just appreciating poetry, how can there be such a thing as you said!" ”

To be honest, this love poem is good, but it doesn't make her feel impulsive.

Knowing that Fang Yiai was a teenager on the Shangyuan Festival, this poem became her favorite, looking at this poem, there was an inexplicable throbbing in her heart.

She had a strong curiosity about this second son of Fang who had a bad reputation, and out of the shyness and reserve of a woman, she only talked about her taste for poetry.

……

Miss Su was like a treasure, holding the poem and reading it again and again.

"This thing is the most lovely......"

Suddenly, the sound of reading stopped, and she didn't know what she thought, "Poetry Club?" Poetry Club! Xiaohuan, whose invitation was it yesterday? ”

"Princess Han."

"Did you refuse?"

"Like...... Not yet, the slave forgot about it. ”

"Quick, bring the invitation."

"Why do you ask this, didn't you decide not to go?" Xiaohuan pouted and asked puzzledly, the decision made by the young lady is rarely regretted.

"You forget, whose sister is Princess Han."

Su Shan took the invitation, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Princess Han is the eldest lady of the Fang family...... The second son of the house! You're going to see him! ”

After listening to Miss's words, Xiaohuan pondered in her heart, and soon everything was figured out, followed by a tight heart, and anxiously reminded her Miss, "Then you can't go!" ”

Xiaohuan hated himself to death in his heart, how could he forget about it, and rejected Princess Han early, didn't he prevent Miss from meeting him.

"Miss! That person is a disciple, you must think twice! It's no good to get in touch with him, it's not worth putting your name in for him......"

Xiaohuan was so anxious that she jumped to her feet, but Su Shan obviously didn't listen.

"Nope! I don't believe that anyone who can write such a verse is a bad person. ”

"I must go to the poetry club!"

Su Shan looked down at the invitation, and her heart had drifted into the distance.

"Miss!"

However, Xiaohuan is useless, although Su Shan has a quiet temperament, her idea is very right, and it is difficult for others to change her decision.

"Xiaohuan, you don't have to say it, I have made up my mind! I also want to see what kind of person can write such beautiful poems. We weren't the only ones at the poetry meeting, what are you worried about......"

"Miss!"

……

The Royal Palace.

The gardens in the north are different from the gardens in the south in terms of water, and are mostly mountains and forests.

In the courtyard, the rockeries are lined up one after another, the pavilions and pavilions, the pavilions and corridors, the green trees are shady, it is full of spring at this time, and the eyes are lush and green.

Four o'clock in the morning (around 10 a.m.).

Fang Fengzhu invited the women who participated in the poetry meeting, and came to the appointment one after another.

In addition to three or two girlfriends, most of them are innocent in life, outstanding in appearance and talent, and women in the boudoir are mostly introduced to Fang Yiai.

The younger brother finally grew up and wanted to ask for a daughter-in-law, and she was naturally hard working as an older sister.

In her eyes, her brother is naturally the best, no girl is unworthy of him, and the Fang family is also qualified to say this.

But at this time, she was anxiously guarding the door, and the most important person did not come.

The Su family has not replied, at least not directly refused, which is also good news, but in order to prevent the invitation from being shelved, she still sent a personal maid to Su Mansion to pick up Su Shan.

At this time, Fang Yiai had already hidden in the courtyard.

Naturally, the Cheng brothers are indispensable, there is a lively gathering, the two of them mixed in with dead faces, and the three guys hid behind the rockery together.

Cheng Chumo gave him an elbow and couldn't help asking, "Fang Er, is Miss Su coming?" ”

Cheng Chuliang couldn't help but ridicule him, "Yes, can you read your poem?" I'm afraid that people don't look down on you, and I don't want to deal with you at all......"

If you want to say that it's okay to use force, when it comes to writing, they really don't have confidence in Fang Er.

"Don't worry, brother, I won't miss, Miss Su promises to be there." Fang Yiai held a dog's tail grass in his mouth, leaning on a mountain rock boredly, admiring the beauties who came in one after another.

"Cut! If you don't brag, you'll die, beware of being slapped in the face......"

"Beware of the wind flashing your tongue."