Qiu Ju held up a concentric inferior green jade tiger stripe pendant and handed it to everyone.

"Nonsense, how can there be such a thing in Zi'er's room?" Mrs. Sheng snatched the things in Qiu Ju's hand.

It seems to be a harsh reprimand for the maid, but in fact, it is to put the hat that he has received privately with a foreign man on Sheng Zi'an's head.

Sure enough, when Qiu Ju saw Mrs. Sheng's reprimand, she immediately knelt down and said, "Conscience of heaven and earth, this is really what I picked up on the ground, ah... Miss, no, this is a slave's, Miss, don't beat a slave..."

"Shut up, there are so many ladies and ladies here, where did you pick up this thing, and who do you want to rely on it?" Sheng Zi'an suddenly became embarrassed and brought all the people in the house in, and the ladies and ladies present had a little bad looks on their faces.

"Hey, this thing is worth some scattered silver taels, maybe the little girls are not careful, Qiu Ju should be interrogated at night, just check it out." Mrs. Sheng grabbed Sheng Zi'an's shoulders and beckoned everyone to look at the peony together.

Big thunder, little rain?

What kind of medicine is sold in this stepmother's gourd?

Sheng Zi'an thought about it, this stepmother must have a trick, is she still really trying to round the field for herself?

Sure enough, without saying a few words, Mrs. Sheng took Yao Huang and Sheng Zi'an to the flower hall on the grounds that Sheng Zi'an's house was too small.

Go and go, after all, knowing yourself and knowing your opponent can survive a hundred battles, and if you don't see your stepmother's tricks in person, how will she deal with it?

Along the way, Mrs. Sheng acted like a kind and good mother, and from time to time she smiled and asked Sheng Zi'an if she was eating well and sleeping well.

Soon arrived at the main banquet hall - the flower hall.

The flower hall is divided into two sides by a gauze curtain, and there are more than 20 male guests sitting outside, Sheng Shangshu is accompanying him to drink, and there are more than 30 female guests sitting inside, Sheng Zi'an's second sister, Sheng Qing'an, is presiding over the young ladies to compose poems.

"I'll take this pot of Yao Huang to make color heads for you." Mrs. Sheng saw that her daughter was generous, and she couldn't close her mouth happily.

Sheng Zi'an sat in an inconspicuous corner, drinking tea while staring at Sheng Qing'an's mother and daughter who whispered from time to time.

Everyone handed the poem to Sheng Qing'an, and Mrs. Sheng said: "Zhuang Yuanlang is also present, how can you not ask him to come and see if you are composing poems?"

The other ladies followed, and Sheng Qingan followed Zhuangyuanlang's mother, Mrs. Li, to the other end of the curtain.

As soon as he walked to the outermost table of the male guests, he heard Sheng Qing'an's "oops" and almost tripped over.

The Psalms were scattered lightly on the ground.

"What is this?" When the maid was picking up the psalms, she found a plain silver hairpin on the ground.

"So I stepped on this, hey, isn't this the third sister's love?" Sheng Qingan spoke softly.

Sheng Zi'an immediately understood, her stepmother's trick is here!

The hairpin was a relic left by the original owner's mother, and now it fell on the male guest's side, and Qiu Ju picked up a tiger-striped jade pendant in her room.

If she's not mistaken, a man will come out in a moment to identify her.

Sheng Zi'an just guessed, and Sheng Qing'an said to himself: "This is the last thing left to her by my third sister's biological mother, how could it be dropped here for no reason?"

Sheng Qing'an seemed to be talking to herself, but her voice could even be heard clearly by Sheng Zi'an, who was sitting in the corner.

The ladies who followed Mrs. Sheng just now already had a look of clarity on their faces, and the ladies also whispered.

Sheng Zi'an kept looking at Sheng Qing'an, but Sheng Qing'an didn't even look at her.

This Sheng Qing'an, is he so arrogant?

Sheng Zi'an twisted off the pastry crumbs in his hand, and was just about to speak, but was preempted by a warm voice.

"This hairpin is mine, and this hairpin is put together, and there is a tiger-striped green jade pendant, can the girl see it?" The owner of the voice is the youngest of the emperor's favor, the prince of Chaoyu.

"How is that possible!" Miss Liu, who had just gone to see Yao Huang together, screamed in surprise, and felt that she was speechless, so she hurriedly covered her mouth.

"Miss Liu saw my jade pendant?" Xiao Jue smiled like a spring breeze.

"Don't be joking, that kind of inferior thing, how can it be your thing." Sheng Qingan tried to maintain the smile on his face, and his nails were about to break his palms.

At this time, how could anyone stand up to help that ugly girl!

Others don't know why, Sheng Zi'an Ke clearly knows why. This son of the world is the silver-faced man who made a deal with her at that time.

He became a voice ornament, but he couldn't change the poison gas on his body.

Therefore, Sheng Zi'an listened quietly.

"It's not a rare object, but it means a lot to me." Xiao Jue carefully held the tiger-striped jade pendant with both hands, as if the jade pendant was really priceless.

Sheng Zi'an couldn't help but smile secretly, your acting skills are okay, please continue your performance.

"How can such a treasure be put together with my third sister's love thing, isn't the son of the world admitting his mistake?" Sheng Qingan couldn't let that ugly girl have anything to do with the handsome prince of Yu.

"Speaking of which, I was about to explain it to Sheng Shangshu." Xiao Jue said, and glanced deeply at Sheng Zi'an, that water-like tenderness, if Sheng Zi'an didn't know that he was acting, he would have been looked at by that look.

I saw him walk in front of Sheng Shangshu and respectfully make a big salute. Sheng Shangshu was taken aback and hurriedly got up to salute back.

Xiao Jueyi grabbed his hands, "Master Shan, this son fell in love with Zi'an at first sight, goodbye to the soul, in this life, she will not marry, and I hope that Lord Sheng will be fulfilled." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Sheng Zi'an almost squirted out a mouth full of tea, it was just a transaction between them, he didn't have to put his whole life into it, right?

Sheng Shangshu was obviously stunned by this great news, and he didn't know how to respond for a while. His third daughter looks like that, even his own father doesn't want to take a second look, and there are still people who are willing to marry her!

Sheng Qingan only hoped that his father would not agree, there were many nobles in Kyoto, even if she might not be able to climb the lintel of Yuwang's mansion, how could she be cheaper Sheng Zi'an's slut?

However, Xiao never waited for Sheng Shangshu to speak, and then said: "If Master Sheng is afraid of wronging Zi'an, I will take her into the palace to ask the imperial uncle to marry us." For fear that the Sheng family would not believe it, he also added, "I am sincere to Zi'an!" ”

Heaven gives marriage, and there is no honor. The saint has always loved this nephew, as long as he speaks, there is no disapproval.

"Ah, this, this, this ......" Sheng Shangshu was surprised and delighted, and "this" did not come out of the following time. Sheng Qingan couldn't help refusing, "I'm afraid that my third sister can't afford to climb——"

Xiao Jue waved his hand to interrupt her words very unhappily, and then walked straight in front of Sheng Zi'an, and stretched out his hand elegantly, "Are you willing to let me enter the palace to ask for a decree?" ”

Why not? Just looking at the faces of Sheng Qing'an's mother and daughter as if they had eaten a dead fly, she was willing to do it!

"In this life, there is only a perfect man." Sheng Zi'an put his hand into Xiao Jue's broad palm.

This chapter is complete!

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