In the hall, Han Yufeng hugged Ge Xiling and spoke, affectionately like a pair of biological mother and daughter. Outside, Feng Xiaoyue was writing hard with a pen.

Feng Xiaoyue has never practiced any calligraphy, only a hairpin flower is barely eye-catching. But this kind of penmanship is too hard to handle, Feng Xiaoyue remembered that when she imitated cursive, the characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing looked more like Song Huizong's thin gold body at first glance.

It is said that the thin gold body is the most difficult to learn in calligraphy, and Feng Xiaoyue has mastered some essence by mistake, although I don't know if there is this kind of calligraphy here, but it is enough to write it to bluff people.

As for improvising poems, although Feng Xiaoyue is not as good as a literati, she can add her own careful thoughts to it, and she can fill out a poem randomly, but I don't know if the person receiving the gift can understand it.

Putting the pen down, Lin Xiao looked at the words on the paper, and admired in her heart, I am afraid that there is no one in this world who can write so beautifully like her own lady.

The people inside were always paying attention to her movements, and when they saw Feng Xiaoyue throw away the pen, they picked up the paper on the table and dried it, and then folded it and brought it to the hall step by step.

"The daughter-in-law is not talented, she only filled in a poem of seven words, and asked the mother to look at it." Yuan Xiang wanted to stop in front of Feng Xiaoyue and take the poem over, but Feng Xiaoyue changed the poem to the other hand, cleverly dodged it, and put it directly in front of Han Yufeng.

Han Yufeng looked at her and rolled her eyes very unhappily, and Ge Xiling sat next to her and had no intention of moving.

After waiting for a while, Han Yufeng snorted from the tip of his nose,

"Yuan girl, you come to see what she wrote for this princess."

"Yes." Yuan Xiang responded, and very unceremoniously took the things in Feng Xiaoyue's hand, his eyebrows fluttered, and he looked very proud.

Feng Xiaoyue stood in front of them with her head up, and her momentum did not weaken at all. Yuan Xiang unfolded the paper and looked at it, only to glance at it, and couldn't help laughing.

Ge Xianling didn't look right, he was afraid that Feng Xiaoyue had written something insulting on the paper, so he grabbed it and wanted to sue in front of Han Yufeng.

But after reading it once, I was at a loss and froze. A poem of seven words on the paper, on the book: How to be affectionate and lovesick, and the long line is far away.

Huaiyin doesn't know what to do, but loyalty is finally visible. The first few lines of this poem seem to be mocking Ge Xiling's pursuit of Murong Lin for many years without results, but the sudden turn of the last sentence expresses a hint of Feng Xiaoyue's wish that she can find her crush as soon as possible.

When Yuan Xiang was reading the poem in Ge Xiling, he read the content out loud, just enough for everyone in the hall to hear it.

"I didn't expect that the princess would care so much about Miss Ge's lifelong events, it's really rare." It's really rare, especially when everyone knows that Ge Xiling deliberately targeted Feng Xiaoyue, Feng Xiaoyue can still be so generous.

Han Yufeng didn't know that Yuan Xiang was talking back, but believed it, took it over and looked at it a few times, rarely put on a good face, and nodded at Feng Xiaoyue

"If that's the case, then you have a heart." Feng Xiaoyue smiled lightly and blessed her body, turned around and returned to her position.

Yuan Xiang didn't expect Han Yufeng to have such an understanding, so he couldn't help laughing out loud, and quickly returned to his seat.

Seeing that Han Yufeng was satisfied, Ge Xiling couldn't sit next to her. Others naturally can't understand it when they only listen to the words, but Ge Xiling holds it in his hand, and it is clear that it is written in black and white.

This is a wish on the surface, but from another angle, it can also be a malicious curse, cursing that she will not get a person who breaks God's arrangement and comes to her in this life.

That's not all, Feng Xiaoyue also used the method of hiding her head with words. Take the first word of the first line of the poem and the second word of the second line of the poem, and so on, and connect them together to form an idiom,

"Many unrighteousness." If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, Feng Xiaoyue is scolding her openly in front of so many people, but she can't do anything yet.

Ge Xiling lowered his head, lest Han Yufeng find out that his face was wrong, and if he made a fuss again, he would be completely faceless.

Thinking of these things, Ge Xiling felt even more aggrieved, and could only stare at Feng Xiaoyue viciously with his eyes.

Han Yufeng read the poem a few times, but didn't see anything unusual, so he sent it to Ge Xiling.

"Look at the spirit, do you still like it?"

"Joy, joy." Ge Xiling was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and almost crushed a mouthful of silver teeth before squeezing a few words out of his mouth.

It's no wonder who is going to blame this time, it's just that Ge Xiling himself made a lot of nonsense in front of Han Yufeng before. Han Yufeng was happy and patted Ge Xiling's shoulder,

"If you like it, this word can barely catch your eyes, you should treat it as a gift from your aunt, go back and frame it, and hang it on the wall."

"Yes." No matter how reluctant Ge Xiling was, he had to agree. And Yuan Xiang below smiled indifferently, and hurriedly excused himself to leave the table.

Feng Xiaoyue was holding back, this reward was really not worth mentioning what Ge Xiling had done to him before.

When the table dispersed, it seemed to be late at night. Feng Xiaoyue didn't want to stay at Ge's house to rest, so she asked Ge Song to borrow a carriage to go down the mountain.

Just as he was about to leave, Han Yufeng brought a few people to him.

"After you go back, remember to tell Lin'er to move back home quickly, it should be enough for you to let him accompany you outside for so long. At the banquet just now, I didn't break you because I took care of the face of the palace, so you had better know a little bit of proportion. Han Yufeng didn't like her, but now she still had to worry about herself to trouble her, Feng Xiaoyue felt that she didn't know what to do, and she was angry and funny in her heart.

"What kind of proportion, please make it clear to the concubine."

"Naturally, it's the inheritance of incense, I see that you have been in the palace for so long, and there is not even a little movement in your stomach, I want to know how much you bullied my Lin'er when you lived outside." As Han Yufeng spoke, her anger rose, and Feng Xiaoyue looked flat and even a little innocent on the side.

"I'm telling you, you can afford it, but my Lin'er can't afford it, Lin'er is natural. Love to play, as long as you extend an heir for him and let her stay in the palace with peace of mind, then your duty will be completed. Han Yufeng flicked his sleeves and snorted from the tip of his nose, not caring about Feng Xiaoyue's opinion at all, and only caring about his own orders.

"What duty, when I enter the palace, does the concubine treat me as a subordinate or an object. When you need it, you can recruit it, and when you don't need it, you will abandon it, isn't it the same with the mother concubine back then. Feng Xiaoyue listened to Han Yufeng's unreasonable remarks, laughed angrily, and directly and unceremoniously blocked her words.

Han Yufeng didn't have time to speak, so she refuted her, and Feng Xiaoyue intercepted the conversation again,

"I'm the same as everyone else, I'm a living person, I will marry Murong Lin, and I didn't ask for it, if my mother has never looked down on me, I can explain it to Your Majesty at that time, why bother to come to my daughter-in-law at this time to find trouble."

"It's not been a year since I got married, my mother first tried her best to let the prince divorce me, and then tried to get my dowry, and now she is forcing me to extend the heir as soon as possible, I don't know what kind of means my mother will have next, if I go back, won't I fall into the net." Han Yufeng was also surrounded by some ladies with heads and faces, and she originally came to these people to cheer for herself, but she never thought that Feng Xiaoyue would let herself lose such a big face in front of them.

Listening to the exchange of these ladies, Han Yufeng turned his head and swept his eyes coldly, which can be regarded as hating Feng Xiaoyue even more.

"My son got married and started a business, and you went to be self-reliant, did you stay in the palace and continue to enjoy happiness like a child?" Feng Xiaoyue looked at the source of the voice, and saw Murong Lin appear at the door, and there was actually a burst of excitement and joy in her heart.

Murong Lin walked in, ignoring the strange eyes of others, and directly took Feng Xiaoyue's hand. Murong Lin listened to Fang Cai's words in his ears, and Han Yufeng was a little speechless when he saw that the matter was revealed.

"Lin, Lin'er......" Han Yufeng tried to reach out and grab his arm, but Murong Lin bowed, which was considered a refusal.

"I envy my mother's kindness, but Xiaoyue and I are still young, and it's too early for my mother to think about it. My son is self-reliant outside, and he has calculations in his heart for everything, so he doesn't have to worry about my mother anymore. Murong Lin straightened up and nodded at Han Yufeng,

"If it's getting late today, please rest early. Xiaoyue recognized the bed, and her son took her back to the small courtyard, and if she was free, she would go back to the palace to visit her mother. "Say it, and don't listen to Han Yufeng's words, he half-hugged Feng Xiaoyue and got into the carriage with the characteristics of the Ge family.

The carriage walked for a while, and Murong Lin kept silent. Feng Xiaoyue knew that after Murong Lin found out that his mother was like this, she must have felt very unhappy in her heart, and she couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him.

"You don't have to be estranged from my mother because of my business, it's a big deal that I will avoid her more in the future, that is."

"As a child, I naturally have no position to speak ill of my mother, but I don't want you to be harmed." Murong Lin lowered his head and muttered for a while, then suddenly raised his head and took her hand,

"Presumably, one day, the mother concubine will finally change her opinion of you." Feng Xiaoyue smiled lightly and shook her head gently, with Ge Xiling here for a day, it would be impossible for Han Yufeng to change her opinion of herself.

"By the way, isn't there something wrong with you, what are you doing here so late, and how did you get here?"

"When is this coming, no matter how busy it is, it should be done." Murong Lin patted Feng Xiaoyue's hand, and it was rare to see her confused,

"I see that you haven't come back at this time, and I wanted to bring someone up the mountain to find you, but I didn't expect to run into this carriage, saying that it was here to pick you up."

"As soon as I saw that you were not in the carriage, I was worried that you had been abducted by someone else, so I went all the way to find you. Fortunately, you're not stupid and haven't gotten lost. Regarding Murong Lin's indecent ridicule, Feng Xiaoyue could only reply with an eye knife, and remembered a very important thing.

"By the way, when I came over, I was shipwrecked on the road and met the King of Han, and he said the same thing." Pastoral princess, lady please go back to the house The latest chapter 126: Referring to Sang scolding Huai website: