And she Duan Jiayue inherited the Yun's (Jiaojiāo) charming appearance, and also took away the Yun's mediocre poetry and books, and now at the poetry conference, without Duan Qiyun's help, she still has the means to attract everyone's attention.

"Wait." Duan Qiyun's eyes flashed, his dark eyes swept Duan Jiayue, his cheeks were relieved, he waved his hand and said in a low voice, "What my cousin said is very true, this punishment will be left for the evening." ”

This dead girl still wants to punish her, she really wants to be angry and shoot her to death, Duan Jiayue's eyes are about to spew sparks, she takes a deep breath to suppress the cruelty in her heart, and her face shows grievances and says, "Thank you, cousin." ”

As soon as the words fell, Duan Qiyun lowered her eyes, glanced at her with disdain, walked past Duan Jiayue with broken steps, paused, showed a serious look on her face, and scolded in a deep voice: "Out of the house, cousin must understand some rules, don't collide with nobles." ”

Mocking her in and out of words, Duan Jiayue's face turned red, and she squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "My cousin knows, don't bother my cousin." ”

"That's good." Duan Qiyun's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, turned around and stepped on broken steps, and walked away.

Duan Jiayue was fed up with the whims, and she didn't want to share a carriage with Duan Qiyun, so after Duan Qiyun's carriage left, Duan Jiayue slowly walked out of the house.

In the Cuifang Pavilion Restaurant, a poetry conference was held, which attracted a lot of admirers, and some humble people were directly stopped at the door.

One after another, a lot of carriages stopped outside the gate of the Cuifang Pavilion in the mansion, and some sons and brothers who were born in famous families gathered together in twos and threes, and talked to each other about wine.

And the daughter who was born illustriously came together, got out of the carriage, and everyone was dressed up in flowers, which seemed to be poetry and painting, but behind the scenes, it was a comparison.

In front of the Cuifang Pavilion, there are many horse-drawn carriages parked, and those who can come to the banquet are all noble, either rich or noble.

There was a noisy sound outside the carriage, Duan Qiyun, who was sitting in the carriage, lifted the curtain with his jade white little hands, looked out the window with a pair of beautiful eyes, and then looked at the aisle next to him, and ran past a richly decorated carriage.

There was a sign hanging on the carriage: Lin Mansion, it must be Lin Muran who wants to sit inside.

The carriage in front of him stopped, and a pretty maid stepped down, carefully supporting a beautifully dressed (delicate jiāo) woman.

"Miss, be careful." The maid whispered

Make move.

At this time, the woman raised her eyes, looked at (身shēn) with a pair of beautiful eyes, and saw the sign on the carriage, and immediately had a happy smile on her cheeks.

"Qiyun." Lin Muran looked at Duan Qiyun who was getting off the carriage with a smile in his eyebrows, and said with a smile.

On tiptoe, Duan Qiyun raised his head, looked at the woman in front of him, and said, "I happened to meet you here." ”

Walking forward with broken steps, Lin Muranyi (body shēn) was luxurious, with a delicate face, and the willow leaves were raised on his eyebrows, looking eccentric.

"I thought you weren't coming." Lin Muran said curtly.

"Why don't you come?" Duan Qiyun's eyes flashed, her beautiful eyes looked at Lin Muran with burning eyes, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a playful smile.

But anyone who can come to such a poetry conference that is not rich or noble, must be a noble person, and she is the eldest lady of Shangshu Mansion, and she should come.

"With your talents, you will definitely look down on this kind of poetry conference." Lin Muran looked at Duan Qiyun enviously, and went to school with Duan Qiyun's classmates, it seemed that Duan Qiyun was lively and active, but he was ten lines at a glance.

Wheel of talent, Duan Qiyun does not lose a point to men, but the ancients said that women are talented if they are not talented, and the former daughter of a famous family can more or less write and paint, and female celebrities are even more proficient.

But Daqi is the world on horseback, the emperor is the world with martial arts, most of the men are skilled in martial arts, but there are also scholarly families who are still leaders in talent and learning, such as Qi Junhan is the first genius of Daqi.

"Don't talk nonsense, otherwise you will be ridiculed again." Duan Qiyun's apricot eyes widened, and she smiled playfully on her unparalleled face.

Knowing Duan Qiyun's difficulties, Lin Muran lowered his eyes, showed pity on his face, and sighed: "It is said that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, but you are so talented but dare not show it, it is really a pity." ”

"......" Duan Qiyun lowered his eyes, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

And Duan Chongde is a martial champion (body shēn), who has practiced martial arts all his life and has been reused by the emperor, and he has no heirs under his knees, and the He family is cold and dusty, every time Duan Chongde has something unpleasant, he also treats the He family coldly.

She was not even allowed to read poetry and books, thinking that women would marry sooner or later, and that a woman's lack of talent was virtue, and a bewitching heart bewitched Duan Qiyun's heart.

Suddenly, a frightened horse dragged the cart towards the two of them, and the horse roared, which shook people's ears.

"Be careful." The coachman in the carriage shouted loudly and looked at the two in front of him with a panicked expression.

Duan Qiyun and Lin Muran stood opposite each other, looking towards the back of the body with a brush, and a layer of panic was covered on their faces.

Seeing that the fierce horse was about to collide, Duan Qiyun subconsciously pushed hard and pushed Lin Muran out.

The frightened horse neighed, raised its front hooves and stepped towards Duan Qiyun (身shēn).

"Ahh When everyone heard the movement, they all looked at the woman in white standing in the aisle, and there was no trace of fear on her beautiful cheeks, but she calmly raised her head and looked at the horse's hooves that were about to step on her.

"Be careful." A low and hoarse male voice sounded in her ears, and then Duan Qiyun fell into an embrace, and in a whirlwind, she smelled a faint fragrance on the man (body shēn).

Everyone looked at the scene in disbelief, a man (shēn) wearing a black python robe, the cuffs of the gold silk hook between the corners of the clothes looming, and the man turned his back to everyone, making it impossible to see his face.

The frightened horse was stopped by the guards, and everyone gasped.

In the middle of the night, a faint male voice sounded: "How long will Miss Duan lie in the arms of this king?" ”

At this moment, Duan Qiyun's eyebrows were furrowed, her beautiful cheeks were slightly pale, her eyes were full of uneasiness, and her breathing became short, almost scaring her to death just now.

She was still nervous, so much so that she didn't hear what the man was saying, Duan Qiyun let out a breath of turbidity, looked at the man in front of her with clear eyes, and crashed into a pair of dark eyes.

"King Rui?" Duan Qiyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, blinked a pair of apricot eyes, and blurted out in surprise, even forgetting the number of courtesies.

The man's tall (body shēn) shadow cast a dark shadow on Duan Qiyun, and his narrow phoenix eyes looked directly at Duan Qiyun, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful sneer.

The smile made Duan Qiyun Hun (body shēn) tremble, and he woke up completely, his eyes moved down, and he saw Lu Yun's arm on his shoulder, and his face turned pale instantly.

"The little woman has seen King Rui (殿diàn)." Duan Qiyun lowered his eyes, panic flashed in his eyes, and he took a step back and distanced himself from Lu Yun.

Fortunately, Lu Yong's tall (body shēn) figure had his back to everyone and stood in front of the door of Cuifang Pavilion, and those onlookers only looked at a black (body shēn) figure blocking in front of Duan Qiyun.

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