Guan Xizhe tried hard to take the arm off his arm, but the arm was wrapped too tightly and he couldn't move at all, and finally his face collapsed, "Yes Ruoruo, why don't you recuperate at home, come out to participate in some banquet, what if you get sick again?" ”

Murong Ruo didn't seem to feel Guan Xizhe's alienation from her, and the corners of her mouth widened wider, "Brother Xizhe, are you caring about me, right?" Hee-hee, don't worry, my body is much better and I won't get sick easily! ”

Miao'er on the side was afraid that Mu Jinxi didn't know her, so she hurriedly explained, "Miss, this is the little county lord Murong Ruo, who is not in good health when she is young, so she rarely participates in small banquets, but she has also admired the official son since she was a child, any woman who is a little closer to the official son will suffer, you better stay away from the official son!" ”

As soon as Miao'er's words fell, she saw Murong Ruo frowning and glaring at Mu Jinxi, "Isn't this the Princess of Hades?" Miss Mu Er's poem was finished just now, and now it's your turn, right? ”

Guan Xizhe also became interested when he heard this, "Writing poetry? You're writing poetry, and now it's Mu Jinxi's turn? ”

Murong Ruo saw Guan Xizhe asking, and happily replied, "Yes, if Brother Xizhe is interested, you might as well sit here and listen for a while!" ”

After speaking, with a little daughter's posture, the speed of changing her face is comparable to the change of face in Sichuan Opera!

"Good. I'm just sitting here waiting for Miss Mu's masterpiece! Guan Xizhe clenched the two words of Dazuo, which was enough to put pressure on Mu Jinxi, just now it was just a small fight between little girls, and if she loses, she will lose, and now Guan Xizhe is talking so hard, if the poems made are not popular enough, wouldn't it increase the laughing stock in vain?

Mu Jinxi touched her forehead, she really didn't look at the yellow calendar when she went out today, why did she suffer so many bad things!

Then he cleared his throat, "There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone." I know that it is not snow, only dark incense! ”

The people present were silent for a while, and the crowd of people who were still waiting to see Mu Jinxi's jokes just now didn't think that Mu Jinxi could really make a poem, and this poetry was not bad!

Although the unobtrusive plum blossom is simple, it blooms alone. Despite being in a harsh environment, it is still standing! What a good style!

Compared with Mu Qingli's poems, although they are not bad, they are a little less meaningful, and they seem a little pediatric.

Even Guan Xizhe looked at Mu Jinxi more when he heard this poem, this Miss Mu He had also heard that she had no talent and no virtue since she was a child, and she was not treated well by her family, and later she lost her identity as the crown princess because she was not favored.

This poem is very much like what happened to her,

Immediately, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a touch of ridicule, saying that he was not talented and virtuous, but it was just an excuse for the powerful.

In this world, when will it be the turn of a woman to dominate?

Thinking about it, his eyes swept over the queen and the young ladies sitting here, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and a bunch of people were sitting here like dogs, saying what to say about playing the piano and writing poems, in his opinion, it was just a bunch of cattle rushing to find the master, which was extremely boring!

It's this Miss Mu, it's very interesting!

Seeing Guan Xizhe's eyes lingering on Mu Jinxi, Murong Ruo's face suddenly became gloomy, and he began to bombard Mu Jinxi, "Does Miss Mu understand what it means to guard women?" You and Brother Xizhe are eye-to-eyed here, aren't you afraid that the Hades King will find out and kill your corpse? ”

Mu Jinxi's brows swept a black line, how cruel is she, this husband, who will break the corpse if she doesn't agree?

"Miss Murong is serious, I just have a déjà vu with the official son. It's not about not abiding by women's morals, if it really is, you should also accuse the official son of not coveting a wife, after all, in this world, women are weak! ”