The women in the inner room also excitedly exchanged their heads.

"Who's talking?" Cheng Xin asked the woman sitting next to her.

The woman didn't expect Cheng Xin to open her mouth to talk to her, so she was slightly stunned before she said, "It should be the second prince, I heard today that the second prince and the fourth prince are here." ”

Second prince!

Cheng Xin's eyes lit up, staring at the gap in the screen on one side.

She sat in the closest place to the screen, just to witness the true face of Lushan in advance.

For example, the second prince and the fourth prince, these people are all her key targets.

It's a pity that the gap between the screen she is facing is a small guy who is shrinking in the corner, secretly stuffing fruit into his mouth.

Hey, isn't this tea?

Cheng Xin hurriedly stepped back his chair, and sure enough, he caught a glimpse of the little grandfather sitting in front of Qingcha.

The people outside were clearly talking about him, but he seemed to be a nobody, drinking tea without even raising his head.

Is this tea so good?

Cheng Xin turned his head and took a sip of the tea beside him.

It's still the dragon well before the rain, nothing special.

As if noticing her gaze, the little grandfather raised his head and looked this way.

Cheng Xin's heart 'chuckled', and she subconsciously wanted to dodge, but when she thought that she was in the inner room, she looked out from her, and she could see it clearly. But her place was blocked by the screen, and it was a little dim, and it was difficult to see outside.

Sure enough, the little grandfather was out of focus, and just swept the screen and retracted his gaze.

Next, the poetry assembly began.

Poetry, judging, praising and discussing.

The excitement and joy of the crowd are intertwined, worship and admiration are combined, and a great and culturally rich activity is in full swing.

It's a pity that Cheng Xin is incompatible with this, and she is even a little sleepy.

Just when she was really about to fall asleep, Wen Huimin suddenly came to Wen Yunxian: "Big sister, I know that you have read a lot of poetry books since you were a child, and you can also be called full of economy, why don't you also compose a poem!" ”

It's coming, it's going to be something.

Cheng Xin suddenly sat up straighter.

Wen Yunxian glanced at her: "I'm not interested." ”

"But the prince's brother invited you to come, and he is a poet. We've done it all. ”

While Wen Huimin was talking, several women also gathered around.

A woman in pink said: "Yes, Miss Wen, are you not giving His Royal Highness the crown prince's face, or are you not giving your sister face?" ”

The pink-clothed woman's voice was a little sharp, and she immediately attracted some of the young ladies around her.

"Miss......" Yueya pulled Wen Yunxian's sleeve with some concern.

Wen Yunxian signaled her to be reassured, and then said, "You said that everyone here has written poetry, I don't think so." ”

"Besides you, who else hasn't-" Wen Huimin's words paused when they swept Cheng Xin: "Cheng Xin, you haven't written poetry yet?" ”

Cheng Xin raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and said that eating melons was risky, and she was eating melons on herself.

"I, no." Cheng Xin said very simply: "I don't know how to compose poetry." ”

Everyone was shocked.

"Why wouldn't you? Your brother is the son of Fuso. Wen Huimin said.

After she reminded her, everyone remembered Cheng Xin's identity.

Miss An Guogong, my brother is the little grandfather of An Guogong.

My brother can write poetry, so must her sister? Cheng Xin thought it was ridiculous.

The woman in pink immediately left Wen Yunxian and walked over: "Cheng Xin, Fusang Gongzi's poem is a must, we have no chance to see it, it's rare today, you let him make a song." ”

"yes, why did I forget you, hurry, you go." Another woman in green said.

Cheng Xin was also surprised, and glanced at the two of them inexplicably.

The woman in pink couldn't get used to Cheng Xin's stunned look, and shouted: "Cheng Xin, what are you still doing in a daze?" Fuso's poetry is a rare opportunity. ”

Several women immediately chattered around Cheng Xin.

The old god sitting in Cheng Xin is there: "I am soft-spoken, he will not listen to me." ”

"You're his sister, he'll always listen to what you say."

"That's it, otherwise what would we be looking for you?"

Cheng Xin heard this, and the sleepy insects flew all of a sudden, and she looked at a few people seriously: "You, who are you?" ”

"Cheng Xin, what are you pretending to be confused?" Wen Huimin asked puzzled.

"I didn't say you, I said them, who are they?" Cheng Xin pulled Wen Huimin aside.

"Hmph, you don't even know me? I'm the daughter of Hallym University Scholars......"

"The Daughter of the Shoshu of Tobe......"

The several women standing in front of him all reported their family identities, and Cheng Xin didn't write them down after hearing them, but just gave a thumbs up: "Awesome." ”

"What do you mean?" The daughter of the Tobe waiter in a pink robe raised her eyebrows coldly.

Cheng Xin wanted to count her down according to his temperament, but he remembered that the original owner was a cowardly image outside, so Ai Ai stood up.

"If you want him to write poetry, just say it yourself. I'm timid, I'm afraid. ”

"What's there to be afraid of, you're his sister."

Cheng Xin pouted: "You guys, do you want to endure it?" ”

She didn't know them one by one, so why did she listen to them shouting and drinking.

As soon as she spoke, there was a sudden silence around her.

This young lady from the Anguo Mansion, how dare she speak like this?

The women looked at each other, they usually spoke to Cheng Xin like this, Cheng Xin only promised to do so, and they didn't feel anything wrong after a long time.

didn't expect Cheng Xin to talk back like this this time.

However, Wen Huimin didn't react much, and after getting along recently, she knew that Cheng Xin was much bolder.

After the daughter of the household servant reacted, she became angry: "We let you say it, it is to give you face." If you don't want to go, forget it, it's really hard to endure it—"

"Woo woo......" Cheng Xin lowered his head and cried.

The woman's eyes widened and she pointed at her in disbelief.

With a 'snap', Cheng Xin slapped her fingers away like a conditioned reflex: "Ahh ”

The woman covered her hands in pain and exclaimed, "You actually beat me? ”

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, she won't go if she doesn't want to." Wen Huimin didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so she hurriedly stopped the daughter of the household servant who was about to pounce.

That woman had suffered such a grievance, and she didn't give up at the moment: "She hit my hand......"

"I thought you were going to hit me. Woo woo...... "Cheng Xin covered his face with a handkerchief and cried sadly.

"I haven't even cried yet, why are you crying?" The woman felt like she was going to explode.

There was a lot of movement here, and Wen Huiyi was shocked and walked over: "What happened, why is it noisy?" ”

"Sister—" Wen Huimin glanced at her apologetically, and then whispered in her ear what had just happened.

Wen Huiyi understood the whole story, and said softly: "It's all a misunderstanding, there are still male guests outside today, one of you is Miss An Guogong, and the other is the maid of the household, so noisy, if it spreads, wouldn't it make people laugh?" ”

At this moment, the prince's question came from outside: "What's the matter, what's the noise inside?" ”