The little guy was so anxious that he directly covered Begonia's mouth.

It's noisy outside, but it's quiet in the study.

The little girl couldn't make up her mind, hesitated for a moment, and decided to do as usual: "Miss Begonia, you give me the things, and I'll bring them in for you." ”

Begonia nodded.

The little guy said: "I let go, you are not allowed to run or scream, you know?" ”

Seeing Begonia's well-behaved appearance, the little girl tentatively slowly let go of her hand and looked at her vigilantly.

When I took the envelope, I pinched my fingers and wondered: What is in it, so thin? I don't know what the moth is going to do.

Taking advantage of the fact that the little maid opened the door, Haitang secretly glanced inside: Fortunately, Aunt Mei was not there, only the young master was alone in the study.

The door quickly closed, obscuring Haitang's vision, and she waited anxiously outside the house: I don't know if the young master read the young lady's letter.

……

Outside the study outside Haitang Station, until the sun set in the west, there was still no movement inside.

Begonia reluctantly returned to Yingxue Pavilion.

"Why didn't you come back until now?" Luo Xue was dissatisfied.

"The little maid took the letter and snacks and went in, and the slave and maid have been guarding outside, but the young master has never come out."

"Is there anyone else in the study, but Aunt Mei is there?"

"The slave and maid have not seen anyone else."

Luo Xue breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's set the meal first." ”

……

In the study.

The book in Jiang Nanfeng's hand has not turned the page, his eyes are scattered, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

There was a hint of silence in the air.

The little guy stood quietly aside.

Jiang Nanfeng hesitated for a long time, and finally reached out and picked up the snack on the table and took a bite.

I opened the envelope by the way, and inside was a neatly folded piece of paper.

When I opened the paper, a poem jumped on the paper, signed by Luo Xue.

"Drunken Flowers, Mist and Clouds Sorrowful Eternal Day"

The mist is thick and the clouds are sad for eternity, and the brain is golden.

The festival is chongyang, the jade pillow yarn cupboard, the middle of the night is cool and the beginning is penetrated.

After dusk, there is a dark fragrance on the sleeves.

Mo Dao is not ecstatic, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

Good poetry! Jiangnan Feng was shocked again!

Rubbing the letter paper with his fingertips, he couldn't help but think of the woman who was both beautiful and talented, her calm and elegant demeanor, and the way she admired him.

Jiangnan Feng couldn't control it anymore, and involuntarily walked to the door of Yingxue Pavilion, lingered for a long time, and finally stepped into this courtyard.

I didn't come for a long time, but I felt a faint sense of gloom in the courtyard.

At this time, Luo Xue was walking in the courtyard, and when she saw him coming, her eyes were full of joy and disbelief: "Husband, why are you here?" ”

The eyes were slightly red, tears were full of tears, and the whole person was pitiful.

Jiang Nanfeng was touched by her weak appearance, aroused a strong desire to protect, and walked over to hold her waist: "Don't cry, didn't I come?" ”

"Husband~" Luo Xue leaned against his chest.

It is said that Xiao Biesheng is newly married, and under Luo Xue's intention to please, the two have a lot of tenderness and sweetness, and complain to each other, naturally, Jiangnan Feng stayed in Yingxue Pavilion tonight.

The news quickly swept through the Jiang Mansion, and Aunt Mei laughed it off.

Mrs. Jiang smiled a little, and the fish finally took the bait.

Recently, I can only temporarily aggrieved Feng'er, and I believe that it will not be long before everything will come to light.

However, before Mrs. Jiang could make a move, a major event happened in Beijing.

"Have you read that book of poems?"

"After looking at it, there are a lot of classic poems in it, which are said to have been written by the ancients in the past."

"I don't know why I didn't save it."

"Anyway, now that the poetry collection has come out again, it has opened my eyes, and it's also excellent!"

There is a lot of gossip in the teahouse, and the most talked about is the latest "Anonymous Poetry Collection" in Beijing.

At the same time, Luo Xue's reputation was completely stinky in the noble circle in Beijing.

After the poetry collection came out, everyone found that the poems made by Luo Xue were all from this "Anonymous Poetry Collection".

Isn't that deceiving everyone!

But there are also many people who speak up for Luo Xue.

was ridiculed by everyone: "Heh, there are nearly 50,000 poems in that poetry collection, and the first one can be called a classic, how old is Miss Luo this year, and she wrote it?" Who believes! ”

Passerby A: "Yes, it is estimated that the Luo family got this poem out of nowhere, and because everyone didn't know it, they lied that they made it." ”

Passerby B: "I wondered why the style of Miss Luo's poems was so different, but it turned out to be like this. ”

Passerby C: "I don't know my heart!" ”

Luo Xue's fans retorted: "Maybe someone framed Miss Luo, jealous of her talent, and included Miss Luo's poems in the "Anonymous Poetry Collection". ”

"The son of my maternal cousin's sister-in-law is on an errand in the Jin Palace, and the original version of the "Anonymous Poetry Collection" is in the Jin Palace.

The man said that he had a nose and eyes, and everyone believed it.

Luo Xue's reputation has passed this time, it stinks, and it can't stink anymore!

The reputation of the first talented woman in the capital sounds like a joke now.

Nakfu and Gangfu were also affected, led by Nakhu.

Jiang Nanfeng heard the news not long after waking up, and hurriedly called the little guy: "Go buy a copy of "Anonymous Poems" for me, be fast!" No matter how much money you pay, be sure to buy it back! ”

"Yes, young master."

Luo Xue held her stomach and lifted the curtain with her bare hands: "Husband, what do you want to buy, so anxious!" ”

"It's nothing, let's eat first!"

He didn't want to mention it, but Luo Xue didn't ask much.

When Jiangnan Feng was eating, he kept looking up at the outside of the house.

Luo Xue frowned.

The little guy came panting, and he could vaguely see him holding a book in his hand.

Jiang Nanfeng's eyes lit up and he got up: "You eat first, I'll leave beforehand." ”

Without waiting for Luo Xue to speak, she left like a gust of wind.

Luo Xue: Last night was fine, why is it so strange today?

"Begonia, you go to the house and the street to inquire, what strange things have happened recently."

"Yes, young lady."

……

In the study, Jiang Nanfeng's heart instantly fell as he turned over the familiar poems again and again.

When I saw "Drunken Flowers, Misty Clouds and Eternal Day", my heart sank suddenly.

smiled angrily: "A good person is thinner than a yellow flower, it's really good, it's good!" ”

grabbed the inkstone on the table and slapped it on the table: "Yingxue Pavilion is empty, and the young lady lives alone too lonely, so clean up the cold moon courtyard and let the young lady go there to raise the fetus." ”

The little guy's heart suddenly suddenly: Cold Moon Courtyard? The most remote and deserted courtyard in the house has never been inhabited! This time, the young lady is really going to fall out of favor!

What the hell happened, didn't he just go out and buy a book of poetry and come back? How did it come to this? How he can't read it!

The little guy scratched the back of his head: I don't want to, it's too brainy, just do what the young master tells me.