An Lingqing saw that Mrs. Xing was gone, and suddenly the whole person became relaxed, and at the same time, she was also a little grateful to An Yixin in her heart, thinking that she had poisoned An Yixin's medicine before, but she felt a little more guilty in her heart.

But this guilt is insignificant compared to the number of places in the poetry club.

"Third sister, thank you for your willingness to give me the place in the poetry club." An Lingqing said excitedly.

An Yixin's eyes flashed with a touch of inadvertent viciousness, and said with a smile: "What is there to thank for, you are my own sister, besides you in this mansion, who else can I be sincere to?" ”

An Yixin's words are another emotional card that confuses An Lingqing.

An Lingqing is a person who doesn't know how to read words and feelings, and he didn't see the chill in An Yixin's eyes at all, and thought that An Yixin was really thinking about her.

"Third sister, it was all Lingqing before, it made you sad, you must not worry about me." An Lingqing said with sincerity on his face.

Apologize now? Too late! An Lingqing...... You're stupid and naïve!

"Fourth sister, what are you doing by saying this? It's all my own sisters, I'm too late to look at you, how can I bother with you? An Yixin hurriedly relieved.

As soon as An Yixin said this, the hanging stone in An Lingqing's heart finally fell to the ground quietly, and she thought that An Yixin would find out that she had poisoned the medicine privately, but now it seems that she was overly worried, and An Yixin did not suspect her at all.

Now she can be completely relieved.

"Third sister, rest assured, I will work hard to participate in the poetry meeting this time, and I will never live up to the quota that my grandmother won for me!" An Lingqing hurriedly said.

An Yixin looked at An Lingqing lightly, and a trace of calculation crossed her weak eyes: "The fourth sister wants to participate in the poetry meeting so much, is it also to enter Fengming Academy?" ”

Seeing An Yixin asking like this, An Lingqing naturally said the truth without any scruples, and did not find out that An Yixin was deliberately tricking her, after all, their sisters used to talk about everything.

It's just that An Lingqing didn't expect it...... Gone are the days when the two sisters talked about everything.

"The women of the entire Great Wei, who doesn't want to enter Fengming Academy? Only in this way can I get rid of my humble status as a concubine. An Lingqing said directly.

An Yixin nodded, with a clear face: "But don't forget, you will marry into the Zhu Mansion sooner or later, even if you enter Fengming Academy, you will not be able to enter the palace in the future." ”

An Lingqing pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Third sister, let me tell you honestly, I didn't plan to marry Zhu Ziqi at all, that straw bale...... I was annoyed to see it, so I didn't want to marry him. ”

After listening for a long time, and finally hearing the point, An Yixin's face quickly flashed a touch of coldness, and then asked, "What?" Could it be that the fourth sister already has a sweetheart? ”

An Lingqing was slightly stunned, and then a blush appeared on his face, and he lowered his head and suddenly stopped talking.

An Yixin narrowed her eyes and continued to ask slowly: "Who is the fourth sister's sweetheart?" ”

"Third sister, don't ask, it's useless to ask, people don't take me in their eyes at all." An Lingqing sighed a little dejectedly.

An Yixin: "Don't you say, how can the third sister help you?" Let's listen to it, maybe the third sister can help you think of a way to get what you want. ”

When An Lingqing heard this, his eyes instantly crossed with a touch of joy: "Is it true?" Does the third sister really have a way? ”

"Tell me first, who is the other party?" An Yixin continued to talk methodically.

An Lingqing hesitated for a moment, and then said shyly, "Yes...... It's Zhao Wangye. ”

As soon as An Yixin heard that it was Zhao Wangye, she was stunned at first, and a touch of surprise flashed across her face, she really didn't expect An Lingqing to be quite discerning, Zhao Wang Jingying wanted power, power, status, and status, and most importantly, he also enjoyed the title of the first beautiful man in Dawei, no wonder An Lingqing fell in love with him.

How many of the famous ladies in the entire Beijing division are not looking forward to becoming Princess Zhao day and night? It's a pity...... King Zhao has never been taken by anyone so far, and he has the meaning of never marrying.

Not to mention that An Lingqing is no longer a perfect body, even if it is a complete body, King Zhao may not be able to take a fancy to her.

An Yixin secretly sneered, and then said: "It's not difficult for the fourth sister to marry Zhao Wangye, but my sister has a clever plan, I don't know if my sister is willing to try?" ”

When An Lingqing heard that An Yixin had a way, she was overjoyed and curious: "Third sister has a way?" Tell me how to do it! ”

An Yixin's pale face flashed a mocking smile, and then beckoned to An Lingqing: "You come closer!" ”

An Lingqing couldn't wait to get up.

"Ever heard of kitsch? Men have no resistance to this thing, as long as you can let King Zhao have sex with you, it is naturally not difficult to marry King Zhao. An Yixin whispered.

When An Lingqing heard this, his cheeks immediately turned red, and he said uneasily: "Can ...... But I'm not ...... anymore."

As early as the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace banquet, An Lingqing had been taken away from his innocence by Zhu Ziqi.

An Yixin immediately comforted: "There were many people on the day of the poetry meeting, what did King Zhao really do to you, where do you still have the heart to scruple about this?" Besides, Concubine Zhu specially ordered the news to be blocked about the palace banquet, how could King Zhao know about it? ”

An Lingqing was quite moved by what An Yixin said, if this method can really work, then she can be Princess Zhao, if she can really do Princess Zhao, then such an adventure is worth a try.

An Yixin looked at An Lingqing's moved face, and knew that her calculation had succeeded.

An Lingqing, don't blame me, if you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for being greedy and stupid!

……

The day before the Double Ninth Festival, Qu You made a dogwood purse and distributed one to Xun Xuan and the rest of Hanyunju.

"Miss, this is a dogwood purse, Qu You made it himself, you can carry it with you at the Chongyang Poetry Festival tomorrow, it should be auspicious." With a purse in her hand, Chiyin walked into the study.

Xun Xuan was painting with a paintbrush, without raising her head, and commanded: "Put it there, put it on for me before I leave tomorrow." ”

"Yes." Qi Yin responded, turned around and walked to Xun Xuan's side, couldn't help but stare at Xun Xuan's painting twice, and wondered, "What is this painting being made, Miss?" ”

It seems to be a picture of the imperial concubine of the palace, in the picture it is already late autumn, the leaves are flying, and a cold full moon hangs on the branches, and the artistic conception is a little desolate.

"Why did Miss suddenly remember to make such a painting? The person in this painting is the Empress Dowager Xun, right? "Chime is intelligent, and you can see the person in the painting at a glance.

Xun Xuan raised her eyes and glanced at Qi Yin lightly, this girl's mind is really delicate, which can make her guess.

The people in the painting are Xun Xuan and the first emperor.

The man who has made her the only one in her life.

In the late autumn of that year, it was the first autumn when she entered the palace, and she could still vaguely remember the palpitations and uneasiness when she first met.

Every day and night after the meeting was as quiet as a dream, and she almost thought that she would live with that man for the rest of her life.

It was only a moment to fall from the clouds to hell, and one day she suddenly realized that all his love for her was just to confuse her and eradicate her and the family behind her.

Xun Xuan hooked her lips and chuckled, the corners of her mouth unconsciously swept a touch of desolation, she finally ...... I killed the man I loved the most.

If there is an afterlife, she only hopes that the two people in the painting can be born in ordinary people's homes, without fighting for power and profit, without deceit, how good it would be to live comfortably like this!

"Miss...... Miss? Seeing Xun Xuan in a daze, Qi Yin couldn't help but reach out and pat his master's shoulder.

Xun Xuan came back to her senses, the sadness on her face disappeared immediately, and she smiled astringently: "Yes, it's my sister and ...... Emperor Xian. ”

"Miss misses the Queen Mother, right?" Qi Yin looked at the sadness on Xun Xuan's face, just thinking that the master missed his relatives, where could he have thought that Xun Xuan would remember the dead emperor.

"It's a pity that my sister left at a young age." Xun Xuan said perfunctorily.

Qi Yin nodded, not wanting to look at his master sadly, so he simply bypassed the topic: "Miss, tomorrow is the Chongyang Poetry Club, but some of you are busy, you better hurry up and rest." ”

Xun Xuan nodded: "You should rest earlier, you don't have to wait." ”

……

Chongyang has always had the custom of climbing high and looking far, and the location of the Chongyang Poetry Meeting of the Beijing Division was set up in a place called Yunhuan Mountain on the outskirts of the city, the mountain is not high, the mountain is relatively smooth, and it takes only half an hour to reach the top of the mountain on foot.

Mountaineering is the first item to participate in the poetry meeting, all women must hike from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, most of the women who can come to participate in the poetry meeting are the famous ladies of Beijing, raised in the deep boudoir, walk a few steps to go down the people carry the soft sedan chair to walk.

Therefore, this first climb to the mountain has been able to keep many women out of the threshold of the poetry club.

The weather was sunny on this day, and it was really a good day to climb the mountain and look far away, and many boudoir ladies attended one by one in full costume and appeared at the foot of the Yunhuan Mountain in full gear.

An Xuehan is dressed up carefully today, combing a hanging cloud bun, an enamel flower hairpin obliquely inserted on the top of her head, a moon-white plum blossom pattern gauze robe, and a pair of two-color satin peacock bead hibiscus soft-soled shoes on her feet, looking noble and dignified.

Although An Lingqing is not as dressed as An Xuehan, he also used some thought and wore a feather-blue Su embroidered Yuehua brocade shirt, which was also a little more beautiful.

Anxin Yue wears it more casually, but it is a soft silver light lily skirt that I am used to wearing in the past, and the hair accessories are also relatively lightweight, and there is no sense of heaviness in the boudoir in the past, which is convenient for mountaineering.

Xun Xuan is even simpler, wearing a light casual clothes that she has never worn in the past, and simply coiling her hair in a bun, with only a sandalwood hairpin on her hair, which looks very refreshing and clean, and is the most suitable outfit for mountaineering.

An Xuehan glanced at Xun Xuan coldly, stepped off the soft sedan chair first, and started climbing the mountain first.

Since An Lingqing fell out with An Xuehan, he couldn't find a place, looked at An Xuehan and then at Xun Xuan, and finally simply came together with An Anyue.