Zheng Yanru still ignored her, sandwiched another rose roll for Zheng Lingyi, and said softly: "Eat slowly." ”

Zheng Lingyi chewed the flower roll, the fragrance of roses in her mouth overflowed, she thought indifferently, maybe what Wu Rouxiang said was not wrong.

A few words of exchange between the talented women had already made Zheng Lingyi see the discord between the Lu family and the An family.

She remembered the strangeness of Aunt Wan's menstrual affairs, and silently lowered her long eyelashes to cover the turbulent and restless sea under her eyes.

This flying flower feast is set up under the courtyard flower stand, on which several overlapping yellow yarns are spread, and the wisteria has climbed all over the flower stand, like a faint purple dream.

The courtyard is planted with weeping begonias and peach blossoms, and the petals have fallen on the yellow yarn, although everyone smells the fragrance of the flowers, they will not be disturbed by the falling petals.

The breeze is together, and the yellow yarn moves slightly, as if in a dream.

It can be seen that An's is a very interesting woman, and the maid next to her also knows her temperament, so someone outside the door is selling magnolia, and the maid asks people to buy it all, and invites all the ladies and ladies to have a hairpin.

This fresh magnolia petal is full and beautiful, and the floral fragrance is elegant and moving.

Who is not used to seeing the hairpin ring jade, at first glance this simple and elegant magnolia flower, but also feel fresh, and have praised An's thoughts.

The maid of Ding's Mansion was about to make a hairpin for the Lu family with Magnolia, but the Lu family waved his hand and refused.

She smiled and pinched a magnolia on the tip of her nose and sniffed it carefully, and said lightly: "The smell of this magnolia flower is really good, but it is easy to attract small insects." ”

An's face stiffened, and a few ladies on the side who heard Lu's words subconsciously reached out and wanted to pick off the magnolia flower, but they were afraid of An's, and the hand raised in the air was embarrassed to put it down.

"Sister, I'll make the hairpin for you." The little girl's excited voice was particularly eye-catching at this time, and Lu Shi turned his head to take a look, only to see Zheng Yanru bowing her head and Zheng Lingyi exchanging hairpins.

She was fighting with An's, but her daughter demolished the stage for herself, Lu was inevitably a little displeased, but she didn't have a seizure because of such a little thing, so she just put the magnolia flower aside casually and picked up a cup of rose dew to drink.

"The third sister of the Zheng family." An Shi called out with a smile, pointed at Zheng Lingyi and said, "Which sister is this?" ”

Zheng Yanru straightened the magnolia on Zheng Lingyi's sideburns, and said with a light smile: "This is the fifteenth sister of my family." ”

Zheng Lingyi didn't speak, but just hid behind Zheng Yanru and poked out half of his little head, cowering, looking like he couldn't get on the stage.

An Shi glanced at Lu Shi and said deliberately: "Come, come to me and let me see, what a little beauty." ”

Zheng Lingyi looked at Zheng Yanru in a little panic, and Zheng Yanru said lightly: "It's okay, you can answer whatever Mrs. Ding asks, and come back after answering, just don't make a mistake in the etiquette." ”

Zheng Lingyi nodded, got up and walked slowly towards An's.

Lu Shi looked at her with a smile, but he was thinking in his heart, 'What kind of tricks does An Shi want to do!' ’

"It's a sign of what it looks like." An touched Zheng Lingyi's pointed chin, and she shrank her neck when it was itchy, and couldn't help but chuckle.

If a beauty has a smart demeanor, then the beauty is more obvious.

Listening to An's repeated praise of the concubine, Lu was angry, but he still had a kind appearance with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Come," An pulled out a magnolia hairpin from his sideburns, and couldn't help but say that the hairpin hit Zheng Lingyi's sideburns, and said meaningfully: "It's not so thin when you look at it like this." ”

The word thin clearly refers to Lu's mean concubine.

Lu's smile condensed slightly, and everyone else showed a little look of watching the play.

Zheng Yangyang pretended to cough and covered her smile with a handkerchief, while Zheng Yanru glanced at Lu Shi with some concern.

Zheng Lingyi reached out and touched the hairpin on his head, plucked it off, held it in his palm and looked at it carefully, and whispered: "Madame likes magnolia flowers very much." ”

An Shi was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes." ”

"Don't let people easily love things. Moreover, there is already a fresh magnolia, and wearing this magnolia hairpin is cumbersome. Just now, I also pulled out a white hosta on my sideburns, and then wore this fresh magnolia. Zheng Lingyi looked like he couldn't stand it, and handed the hairpin flower forward.

Because it was a little far away, Zheng Lingyi's voice was soft, and Lu couldn't hear what she said, but when he saw that she rejected An's and saw An's somewhat embarrassed appearance, he was inexplicably happy in his heart.

Ding Rui on An's side smiled, "Mother, she is still so small, how can your hairpin be suitable?" ”

Ding Fu agreed, then took off a pair of young green earrings on his ears, pressed them in Zheng Lingyi's hand, and asked Zheng Lingyi to go back without waiting for Zheng Lingyi to say anything.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little bleaker, Da Qian said: "Since we all have this magnolia in our hands, why don't we just use this magnolia as the theme, and each sister or composes poems or paints to show off their strengths, how about it?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the sisters were nervous, shy or eager to try.

Zheng Lingyi was unmoved, but inadvertently, he saw Qiao Zhu, who had been standing beside Zheng Yangyang, bowed down and said something to her. Zheng Yangyang got up and said that he wanted to change his clothes.

"Since I'm the one who is the east today, then I'm not stingy." An smiled and asked the maidservant to bring a flower case.

The red handkerchief was opened, revealing a pair of jade bracelets, a pair of ear bells, a set of head faces, and a string of jewels, with white jade with southern pearls, which is really a good product.

Now, the original relaxed atmosphere is slightly mixed with some contention.

An's is not generous, but he is very confident in Sister Rui'er, and believes that this set of jewelry is still inseparable from Ding Mansion after all.

The light sound of the piano sounded in the distance, Ding Fu blindfolded his eyes with white gauze, and plucked out a pleasant piano sound.

Seeing her fluttering clothes, the sound of the piano, and the state of fairy energy, Zheng Lingyi was a little envious, but she didn't even have the qualifications to learn the piano.

The piano stopped, and the red silk cloth reached the hands of a girl in a pink skirt, she stood up a little nervously, and said lightly: "If the dust is clean, the color is like a white cloud, and the beauty is like a fairy." ”

Zheng Lingyi always memorized more than half of the poems, and learned the rhythm of the granddaughter in the history office for a few days, and he was not interested in poetry, but he had some accumulation.

At this moment, she couldn't help but listen attentively, and said in her heart, 'This poem is full of shadows of borrowing, although it is a little mediocre, but it can be regarded as appropriate. It's just that her posture is shrunk, and even the poems don't feel so generous. ’

Just thinking about it, Zheng Lingyi suddenly noticed that there was someone beside him, turned his head to look, and saw Zhixia smiled at himself: "Fifteenth sister, drink less rose dew, I'm afraid I'll get drunk." ”

Zhixia Ming looked at Zheng Lingyi on his face, but secretly stuffed Zheng Yanru with a piece of paper.

Zheng Lingyi saw it in his eyes, but he looked confused.

Zheng Yanru is not illiterate, she likes to read history books and classics on weekdays, but she doesn't like those poems and articles, and she can't make any flower-like poems.

Zheng Yanru quietly unfolded the paper with Wu Rouxiang on her back, and Zheng Lingyi caught a glimpse of only one sentence of poetry on it.

'A word? Is it enough? Zheng Lingyi thought sarcastically, picked up the rose dew, and took a shallow sip.

The sound of the piano started again, and when it stopped, the red silk cloth fell into Sister Rui'er's hand.

"The Yuhua Thousand Team Reflects the Chinese Feast, and the Victory Reward Knows the Next Year." She smiled slightly and said calmly.

This sentence is obviously much better than Fang Cai's sentence, and even Zheng Lingyi wants to applaud a little.

Seeing the red silk cloth coming towards her table, Zheng Yanru became a little nervous, and the paper ball was wet with sweat in her palm, becoming very soft.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly when the red silk cloth was in Zheng Yanru's hand.

Zheng Lingyi glanced at Ding Fu with interest, her white veil, I'm afraid she can't hide the beautiful scenery of this court.

Zheng Yanhui struggled very much, she didn't want to use other people's poems, but she couldn't think of a time when she could get on the stage, she saw the eyes of others burning, or expected or ridiculed.

She gritted her teeth, picked up the wine bottle, and said to everyone: "The court smiled at Magnolia Xin, and the wine was changed and reunited for the first time." ”

In the applause of everyone, Zheng Lingyi was the only one who looked at Zheng Yanru's empty position, and his heart was as sad and wrinkled as the ball of paper in Zheng Yanru's palm.

Zheng Yanru sat down, looking helpless and embarrassed.

Ding Rui and An Shi glanced at each other, and each other's eyes were a little anxious.

Ding Fuqin's tone changed, adding a bit of awe-inspiring speed.

Zheng Lingyi said as if he didn't understand: "Sister Ding has changed the tune." ”

After another round of red silk cloth, it was in Ding Rui's hands again.

Ding Rui held the magnolia flower in his hand and said with a smile: "The magnolia peony is open, first pick Yao Huang to offer the imperial cup." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the praises suddenly came and went.

Zheng Lingyi raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in his heart, "It's really clever." This poem is not very good, the title is not even a magnolia, but a peony, but it makes people have to say good. ’

The sound of the piano continued, and the red silk flew.

This time it was the turn of Chen Rao, the young lady of the Chen family, she was not in a hurry, but smiled at the young lady who was good at her side, and got up and said without thinking: "Tired of leaning on Yulan to see the moon halo, it is easy to speak low and fragrant." ”

'The artistic conception is elegant, very good. Zheng Lingyi said to himself.

Besides, she didn't have much intention of competing for this Miss Chen, she just said it casually.

Since listening to Aunt Jiang talk about the incident between the second sister and the Chen Mansion, there are traces of the attitude of several ladies and ladies of the Chen Mansion towards the Lu family today.

Zhixia saw that the red silk cloth was coming here again, but seeing that Qiao Zhu hadn't sent a new poem yet, her heart was like a fire, and she knew in her heart that this time would definitely fall into Zheng Yanru's hands!

Her uneasiness and anxiety even showed it a little, and when she handed over the paper, although Lu Nong saw it, she didn't know what it was. Looking at her like this now, I have a little guess in my heart.

The red silk cloth was getting closer and closer, Zheng Yan turned her head to look at Zhixia frequently, and even Wu Rouxiang noticed her actions and looked at her a little strangely.

"Sister, are you feeling unwell?" Wu Rouxiang asked.

Zheng Yanhui was startled by her sudden voice, and shook her head in a panic.

The closer the red silk cloth is, the more it looks like a life-urging talisman, Zheng Yanhui desperately thought about the verses, but the more he thought about it, the more blank his mind became.

Seeing that the red silk cloth had reached Zheng Lingyi's hand, she grabbed the red silk cloth and was about to hand it to Zheng Yanhui, when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her waist, and couldn't help but scream, showing pain on her face.

Her movements froze, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Zhixia stood up and said with a light smile: "Sister's clothes and belt are pressed on the foot of the table, and the slave maid helps my sister pull it out." ”

Zhixia's movements were hidden, and only Lu Nong, who was standing behind Zheng Lingyi, saw it.

She saw Zhixia squatting down and twisting the soft flesh on Zheng Lingyi's waist fiercely, and seeing Zheng Lingyi trembling in pain, she couldn't help but feel sorry for this little girl.

Everyone was far away, and they didn't know what was going on, and Da Qian smiled and said to Zheng Lingyi: "Sister Zheng, it's your turn." ”

Zheng Lingyi recovered from the pain, and when he raised his eyes, the coldness in his eyes made Zheng Yanhui stunned.

The coldness was fleeting, and the rest was a thick sense of fear and grievance.

Everyone's eyes fell on her, Zheng Lingyi grabbed the red silk cloth tightly, and looked ahead blankly.

In her ears was Zheng Yanhui's anxious and distant voice, "Fifteenth sister, can you do it?" ”