The man in black silently wrote the verses as he read them aloud.

She was obviously snuggled up next to him, but she couldn't see his face clearly, so she was so anxious that she put her toes high!

But his face was getting farther and farther away from her, and the sound of him reciting the poem was gradually left in her ears......

"Don't go!"

Wei Qingqing subconsciously called, and then woke up from the dream suddenly!

Rice cake hurriedly stepped forward and patted her on the back, "Girl, you are whispering, the slave will go and pour you a glass of warm water." ”

Wei Qingqing slowly woke up, and immediately ordered the rice cake to take pen and ink after remembering the scene in the dream, and wrote down the ten poems in the dream in one breath.

She ordered the rice cake to quietly find a book of poems written by Wei Xiangxiang, and when the poetry collection was in hand, she opened it and compared it one by one, and found that there were ten poems in it that were exactly the same as what she wrote in her dream, word for word!

Wei Qingqing suddenly became big - Wei Xiangxiang is the hateful thief of poetry!

Wei Qingqing gradually sorted out her clues and restored things little by little - first of all, these ten poems not only appeared in her dreams, but also related to the man in black, which must be her thing.

It's just that why did her things end up in Wei Xiangxiang's hands?

Wei Qingqing quickly deduced the time when the poetry collection was lost - three years ago, she was seriously injured and in a coma, and was taken to Jianningbo Mansion by the nurse for help, and was finally married to the Han family.

But she lived in Jianningbo Mansion for a few days before she got married, and she thought that Wei Xiangxiang took this opportunity to steal her poems.

It's just that it's been a long time, and Wei Xiangxiang has already mixed the stolen poems with the poems she made herself, sorted them out and printed them, which makes it difficult for her to find evidence to expose Wei Xiangxiang for a while, and she can't prove that those poems are hers......

Unless she can find the man in black in her dream to be her witness!

But she still hasn't been able to see the face of the man in black clearly, and she doesn't know who his name is, so she doesn't know where to find him!

At this time, the rice cake that had just gone out to pour water took a thing and returned to the house, and said, "Girl, someone just sent this blue booklet over, and instructed the slave and maid to hand it over to you with her own hands." ”

Wei Qingqing casually took the blue booklet, turned a few pages and saw the content on the page, her expression changed, and she immediately took Wei Xiangxiang's poetry collection, and after a hasty comparison, she immediately pulled the rice cake and chased it out, "Quick!" Take me to the person who delivered the booklet! ”

Wei Qingqing's master and servant chased out to look around, but they never saw the maid who delivered the blue book to the rice cake.

"It's impossible for an ordinary maid to disappear in the blink of an eye after delivering something," Wei Qingqing realized that the maid was very important, and pulled the rice cake and asked, "Do you remember the shape and appearance of that maid?" ”

"It's a girl of fifteen or sixteen, not very tall and slightly chubby," Rice Cake replied very carefully, just as she had glanced at the maid beforehand, "and she was dressed in a water-green jacket, with a faint beauty mole on her brow. ”

"It's so much easier for you to remember what she looks like! Let's go to the people of Mei Yuan to find out about this person! After Wei Qingqing finished speaking, he pulled the rice cake and went to find someone to inquire, but the people in Meiyuan listened to the description of the rice cake and said that there was no such person at all, which made Wei Qingqing very disappointed.

That maid in green must have something to do with the man in black in her dream!

Even the man in black is likely to be beside her at this moment, watching her every move in the shadows, knowing that she was framed by Wei Xiangxiang, and promptly ordered someone to send the blue booklet that could have allowed her to turn the situation around!

It's a pity that she couldn't catch up with the green-clothed maid and ask for clarification!

Wei Qingqing sighed with remorse, scolding himself for not being clever enough, and he had a chance to uncover the truth!

At this time, a maid blocked the way of Wei Qingqing's master and servant, "Miss Wei can get up?" Then I must be in good health, can I go back to the bamboo forest to end the previous poetry lawsuit, right? ”

As soon as Wei Qingqing heard this, she knew that this person was sent by Wei Xiangxiang to block her, and it just so happened that she also wanted to end the plagiarism, so she slapped Wei Xiangxiang's face with the blue booklet in her hand, and readily agreed immediately.

She first whispered to the rice cake to continue to find the green-clothed maid, and then went all the way to the bamboo forest.

When Wei Qingqing returned to the bamboo forest, Meng Dalang and others were still discussing the girls' paintings, but Wei Qingqing's "Burial Plum Picture" had been singled out separately and no longer participated in the competition.

As soon as Wei Xiangxiang saw Wei Qingqing returning, she immediately greeted her with a worried face, and hugged her pretendically, "Sister Qingqing, why don't you rest for a while?" Are you feeling better? ”

Wei Qingqing raised the blue booklet in his hand and replied with a smile: "Thank you for remembering, although I have an old illness, I still have the strength to slap you in the face." ”

"......" Wei Xiangxiang was stabbed by the word "slap in the face", but she quickly regained her smile and said with a small meaning: "I have already told Sister Meng Jiang about the previous matter, and that little poem should be made by you, I will not object, and Sister Wenjun will not say anything more." ”

"That poem was not written by you, so what right do you have to object?" Wei Qingqing paused deliberately halfway through her words, her eyes slowly swept over the people present, and she unhurriedly started the slap in the face, "Nowadays, some people take the idea and angle of other people's articles, and show off proudly after putting their own words on other people's frames, claiming that they are their own painstaking work, and they are really shameless!" ”

"This is a high copy, and there is a kind of copying that is not very clever - take a little bit of the poems of others, cut a little bit of the bottom, and rack the rest of your own brains to make up for it, and after making up for it, you will take the whole poem as your own, print it into a collection, and give it to everyone you ......"

Wei Qingqing's sharp eyes caught the panic that flashed in Wei Xiangxiang's eyes, and deliberately showed her a kind but disdainful smile, "Seventh girl, tell me which one you are?" ”

Wei Xiangxiang was counterattacked by Wei Qingqing for a moment, and she was a little flustered.

But she quickly calmed down, her eyes widened innocently, she looked at Wei Qingqing with a look that was both aggrieved and scared, and said pitifully: "Sister Qingqing, how can you say this about me?" I know you hate me in your heart, but how can you say that I copy other people's poems? ”

"Everyone knows that my poetry collection was published three years ago, and no one has ever seen the same poem in the past three years...... How can you make something out of nothing and ruin my reputation? ”

Wei Qingqing didn't accept Wei Xiangxiang's move, and only said unhurriedly according to her own train of thought: "I don't know what method Wei Xiangxiang used to copy the poems I inscribed on the painting, insisting that it was her masterpiece a few days earlier, but I know that Wei Xiangxiang didn't just copy such a poem from me......"

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