"As I said before, both of them are noble people, and of course they are both sensible, and they will not do it against the old man and me because of this matter." Xu was a little sure, and the Taoist priest's tone became relaxed again.

Shen Xingyue looked at his smug look and shook her head: "I won't preside over the Peony Flower Meeting, I don't know anything." ”

"There is a teacher in the City Lord's Mansion who specializes in teaching the Peony Flower Society, and the Peony Flower Club is actually a sacrifice, a sacrifice to the God of Flowers, if you preside over it independently, it is also a meritorious deed." The Taoist priest persuaded again.

However, this did not make Shen Xingyue's heart move, and she had no intention of agreeing at all.

"If Mrs. doesn't preside over the Peony Festival, there will be no one to preside over today's Peony Festival, I'm afraid it won't be able to continue." The Dao Leader didn't continue to dissuade Shen Xingyue, he just sighed and left.

His last few words still loosened Shen Xingyue's attitude.

Seeing that he was walking so simply, Shen Xingyue's gaze turned to Yu Liyuan: "Why me?" ”

Yu Liyuan also shook his head, he had never believed in these things that the gods were talking about, but the appearance of this Taoist priest today made Yu Liyuan see a new side of this world.

Before Shen Xingyue could think clearly, she saw Wu Taohua walking in with a probe in her head.

"Madame...... You are so good-looking, you have such a temperament, you look like everyone's beautiful ......"

Just listening to Wu Taohua's compliments, Shen Xingyue knew what she meant.

The Taoist priest must have told Wu Taohua that if she didn't do it for her, she would have to preside over the peony flower meeting by herself.

Wu Taohua said before that it was better to let her preside over the Peony Flower Party than to let her die, and now that there is a better choice in front of her, she will definitely find a way to fight for it.

Shen Xingyue felt that Wu Taohua was now carried away by the anxiety, and now there were only two days left before the Peony Flower Meeting, even if Shen Xingyue was willing to preside, she would not be able to learn.

"You can go and find the girl who presided over the flower party before, it must be better than me, I haven't even seen the flower party, this time I came to see the flower party." Shen Xingyue kindly reminded.

Unexpectedly, Wu Taohua grabbed Shen Xingyue's hand tightly, looking like she was about to cry: "Miss Jinghong wants to enter the poem, I won't." ”

He can't even enter someone's door.

Shen Xingyue sighed: "I'll go with you." ”

With Shen Xingyue's words, Wu Taohua's eyes lit up, and she pulled Shen Xingyue and ran to the residence of the girl in Jinghong.

Yu Liyuan wanted to follow Shen Xingyue, but was stopped again, so he had to order Su Feng to follow.

The residence of the girl is in a courtyard in the south of the city, the location is remote, and it is also very quiet.

"Today, I want to see Miss Jinghong, and I want to say a poem, about peonies." The maid guarding the door said.

Wu Taohua looked at Shen Xingyue without blinking, she had just learned to read, and it was impossible for her to write poetry.

Shen Xingyue pondered for a moment and blurted out: "The red peony in front of the melancholy steps, there are only two remnants in the evening." ”

The maid glanced at Shen Xingyue with a strange expression, and then walked in.

After a while, the maid came out, different from before, this time her attitude towards Shen Xingyue was extremely respectful.

"Girl, please."

She saluted Shen Xingyue and let Shen Xingyue and Wu Taohua in.

Walking through the courtyard outside, Shen Xingyue also found that this Jinghong girl really likes peony flowers, and in the courtyard alone, there are dozens of peony flowers with different styles blooming proudly.

When the bead curtain was opened, the screen inside was also printed with peony patterns, and the house was intentionally or unintentionally wafting out of a burst of peony flowers.

"The red peony in front of the melancholy steps, there are only two remnants in the evening...... The girl's poem was very unexpected by the little woman. As Shen Xingyue approached, a woman also appeared in front of Shen Xingyue.

This woman is undoubtedly very beautiful, and like the flowers, she is indescribably beautiful.

If Shen Xingyue is asked to choose the most beautiful one among the women and flowers, I'm afraid she won't be able to choose one for a while.

Her temperament is particularly lazy, and there are thousands of styles in her eyes, but for some reason, when I saw her, I didn't have any special thoughts, I just felt that this girl was so beautiful.

If the flower looks like that, others will have a sense of possessiveness when they see it, but they won't face this amazing girl.

"Miss Wu is here too? How is the preparation of the Peony Flower Society? Seeing Wu Taohua who came in together, Jinghong was not surprised, obviously the maid had already reported it just now.

Wu Taohua was stunned for a moment, and shook her head, her face full of shame: "I can't do it at all, this kind of thing is not suitable for my ......"

"Even so, they are willing to let you come, Miss Wu should not live up to Lord Wu's kindness." Jinghong lowered her head and plucked the strings, the sound of the piano was clear, completely different from the way she appeared.

Through this moment of scrutiny, as well as the attitude of Jing Hong's speech, Shen Xingyue felt that she should be a very proud person, and her position was replaced by a yellow-haired girl, so she would naturally feel uncomfortable.

"Girl Jinghong, I really can't do it well, please preside over the peony flower party again." Wu Taohua lowered her head and begged.

It's not that she doesn't want to work hard, but it's useless to work hard, Wu Taohua has lost information about herself.

Jing Hong sneered: "If you can't do it well, practice more, no one can do it for the first time." ”

"Girl Jinghong, I really don't know anything, please come and host." Wu Taohua lowered her head, but it was useless, and Jing Hong remained silent.

Wu Taohua pleaded for a while, but Jinghong's face did not change, which also made Shen Xingyue feel puzzled.

If she was dissatisfied with Wu Taohua stealing her position, she would definitely look down on Wu Taohua at this time, so as to strengthen the pleasure in her heart, but Jinghong didn't look at Wu Taohua, and kept plucking the strings in front of her.

The intermittent sound of the piano was always not connected, and coupled with Jing Hong's serious face, Shen Xingyue also had a bold guess in his heart.

"Why is Miss Jinghong unwilling to be the host of the Peony Flower Club this year?" Shen Xingyue asked bluntly.

Jing Hong glanced up at Shen Xingyue, lowered his head again, and his voice was quite sad: "The flower god doesn't like me anymore." ”

"What? The god of flowers? Shen Xingyue was stunned, are there immortals here?

Wu Taohua didn't react, her cognition made her not know what the flower god Niangniang was, and she only vaguely felt familiar.

Jing Hong stood up and led the two of them to the backyard, where some other varieties of flowers were planted, but these flowers were now all dull and completely lifeless, in stark contrast to the rows of purple and red peonies in the front yard.