"Ah Yun, I heard that there is a peach forest eighteen miles away, and it is the flowering season at this time." Bai Yi looked at Ink Frost Yun expectantly.

"There is a small waterfall in the carriage that takes half a day in that direction, and it will be very suitable for escaping the heat after a while." Ah Shao flipped through his painting book, Wen Tongqu's one is now the same as the previous painting, and the artistic conception was given by Mo Shuangyun.

Mo Shuangyun yawned, "Wen Tongqu was just a few days ago, right?" Aren't you tired? ”

Bai Yi and A Shao said in unison: "We are not tired." ”

"But I'm tired." Ink Frost said lazily.

You're tired of riding a boat?!

"Not to mention me and Ah Shao, Bai Yi doesn't have enough time to go to such a far place." Mo Shuangyun dispelled Bai Yi's thoughts with a word.

Bai Yi was disappointed, "It's not good to be an official at all." ”

"That's not what you said yesterday when you got it." Ink Frost reminded him.

"I'll go with you, not him." Ah Shao proposed.

"Ah Shao, you ruthless and unrighteous man!" Bai Yi accused him.

Ah Shao ignored him ruthlessly and unjustly.

"After a while, spring bamboo shoots should pop up in recent days, and the Bamboo Pavilion can't be without people."

Bai Yi didn't know what he meant.

Ah Shao glanced up at him and didn't say anything more.

Chungmu Marquis Mansion –

"Didn't the big sister say she couldn't come? It seems that the Hou Ye still invited someone. Fu Chan couldn't help but feel yin and yang weird when she spoke.

Can she not be angry? She Fu Chan carefully prepared for the poetry meeting of the Hou Mansion, and strived to stand out, if Fu Xiao was also there, her identity as the county lord would be a mountain that Fu Chan would never be able to cross.

She Fu Chan is the one who wants to be Mrs. Hou, Fu Xiao is already a noble county lord, can't she leave her a way to live?

Fu Xiao glanced at her lightly, Fu Chan's spine was cold, as if there was nothing to hide under this look.

"I'm not here for a poetry meeting." Fu Xiao dropped this sentence, leaving Fu Chan alone.

Fu Xiao didn't lie, she didn't plan to come, but Xie Xiang came to the house yesterday.

"County Lord, I persuaded my mother to go to the Hou Mansion to withdraw from the marriage, just tomorrow's poetry meeting, I figured it out, although Yan Yunyou is excellent, but he is not a good husband candidate for me, this marriage contract is better to be invalidated." Although Xie Xiang made a decision, his heart was still full of apprehension and uneasiness.

Fu Xiao saw her uneasiness, "There seems to be a poetry meeting in the Hou Mansion tomorrow, will you go?" ”

Xie Xiang nodded, "Concubine Rong personally sent someone to tell my mother that I have to go." ”

"Then I'll go with you." Fu Xiao made a decision, she intercepted Xie Xiang's refusal to exit, "I said, those people ...... It's too tasteless. ”

Fu Xiao was looking for Xie Xiang in the Zhongwu Marquis Mansion, Xie Xiang appeared on this occasion, and he would inevitably be bullied again, so it was better to find her earlier.

In the Hou Mansion, the young lady who participated in the poetry meeting was eager to try, and Fu Xiao, the county lord of Xiyang, was out of place.

In Yan Yunyou's study, he sat opposite his sister Concubine Rong, and there was a quarrel at this time.

"Xiaoyou, what you do on the painting boat is too capricious, if you treat Miss Xie like this, isn't it equivalent to losing the face of Xie Yushi." Concubine Rong looked delicate and straightforward in front of the emperor, and her eyes were shrewd.

Yan Yunyou didn't dare to make a mistake in front of Concubine Rong, so he could only say perfunctorily: "Then isn't what she Xie Xiang did to save my face?" ”

Concubine Rong slapped the table, domineering, "You are Xie Xiang's fiancé, you should protect her, and what have you done!" ”

Yan Yunyou didn't dare to refute.

Concubine Rong looked at her younger brother-in-law, who she had grown up with, and finally softened her tone, "Now Mrs. Xie is in the front hall with Xie Xiang, you go with me, admit your mistake to her, and the matter of divorce is revealed." ”

"I'm not going." Yan Yunyou didn't move, "It's not that all the women in the capital are dead, I, Yan Yunyou, must marry Xie Xiang, that fat woman!" ”

"Little friend!" Concubine Rong was also angry, "You also agreed when Xie Xiang was optimistic at the time, why do you want to regret it now?" ”

Yan Yunyou took the loss and snorted: "At that time, it was not that there was no better choice. ”

"Yan Yunyou! Are you talking about human words? Concubine Rong couldn't wait to slap her.

"Sister, I know that Xie Xiang is the only daughter of the Yushi family, but ...... And she's not the only one. Yan Yunyou didn't dare to look at his sister.

"What do you mean?" Concubine Rong also heard what he said, "Which unlucky girl has you taken a fancy to?" ”

"Sister, what are you talking about? Which woman's wife was taken by me, Yan Yunyou, isn't it my honor? Yan Yunyou argued.

"Stop talking nonsense, just tell me who it is." Concubine Rong waved her hand tiredly.

"It's Fu Xiao."

"What?! You repeat. Concubine Rong stepped down from her seat.

"Xiyang County Lord, Fu Xiao." Yan Yunyou said word by word.

"Yan Yunyou, my stupid brother, are you owed?" Concubine Rong couldn't help laughing, "It's true that Fu Xiao is the only daughter of the General's Mansion, but haven't you seen how powerful she is?" Don't you know how powerful her mother Princess Changhuan is? ”

"Sister, can't you have a little confidence in me?" Yan Yunyou was dissatisfied, "No matter how powerful Fu Xiao is, she is a woman after all, I don't believe that there is a woman I can't handle!" ”

Concubine Rong really wanted to pry open his head to see what was inside, "You Yan Yunyou are good, but do you think you can compare with Ink Frost Yun?" ”

Yan Yunyou also stood up, "Why can't I compare with Ink Frost Yun!" I want others to see it, I, Yan Yunyou, is stronger than Mo Shuangyun! ”

Yan Yunyou brushed her sleeves away, and Concubine Rong was so angry that she jumped to her feet, but there was still Mrs. Xie who needed her to deal with her, so she could only send a servant to find Yan Yunyou quickly, so as not to let her do anything stupid.

In the garden of the Hou Mansion, the poetry meeting is in full swing. In the past, almost all of these talent-related competitions were won by Yang Weijun, but this time she didn't participate, and other young ladies who had been pressed had a chance to stand out.

Even though Fu Chan prepared carefully, she was still defeated by other young ladies in the capital and was defeated.

She couldn't take it for a moment and made an excuse to leave the garden.

"If I could also be born in the capital and learn poetry from an early age, I would definitely not be worse than those women!" Fu Chan hatefully pulled a handful of flower branches and threw them to the ground, "If I have an identity like Fu Xiao, why should I be so compromised!" ”

"Why can a person like Fu Xiao who can only fight be the county lord! I, Fu Chan, can only be a little cousin of Fu Mansion! ”

Fu Chan slowly squatted down and hugged herself.

"Those things should be mine......"

Jealous of the eldest sister's cousin, Yan Yunyou hid in the shadows, taking everything Fu Chan did into his eyes.

He looked at the timing and walked out, "Miss Fu Er, do you have something on your mind?" ”