Ye Luo closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

In the 21st century, she studied calligraphy, and her calligraphy master was a famous inscription person. Therefore, what she is best at is Wei Bei.

Calligraphy is a kind of realm.

Today, there have been many verbal battles, and she needs to calm down and restrain her outgoing emotions.

"Slut, pretend."

In the family banquet, Jiang Yunliu pursed his lips and spoke sarcastically.

"That's it, if you can't write it, you can't write it, you can't write it, you close your eyes and pretend to be deep, I really can't get used to seeing her like this."

The one who said this was the little county lord of Fuluan.

It was a good thing for the emperor to praise Ye Luo, but the sentence "Giving birth to a daughter should be like Ye Luo" was so great that it invisibly offended all the women in the entire hero banquet, especially those girls who were the same age as Ye Luo.

For example, Jiang Yunliu and Fuluan Little County Lords and the like, they will feel that they are a head shorter than Ye Luo.

They are all young and vigorous years, and they are all proud women of the sky who are famous in the capital, who can stand this kind of depression?

Only Bai Xiaomeng is calm.

Not only was she not angry, nor jealous, but she felt happy, and even pulled Bai Qi's sleeve, exchanged words with him, and said, "Brother, look, the emperor praises his cousin." My cousin really gave the Ye family and the Bai family a face this time. Her sentence buries her bones, why should she bury her bones, and where is her life not green. I was so excited that I wanted to join the army. ”

"Join the army?" Bai Qi gave his little sister a look of contempt, "Save it, look at your thin little body, ordinary soldiers will knock you down with one punch." You still have to think about it, after the beginning of spring, how to be admitted to the Cloud Nu Sect! ”

Bai Xiaomeng shrank her head aggrievedly: "It's really a murderer."

And the eldest prince Mo Ye, who was sitting on the right side of the queen, had a very strange face from just now.

He didn't speak, just drank, one cup after another, staring intently at Ye Luo in the middle of the venue, never leaving for a moment.

Is it her?

She obviously has a vase face that he dislikes the most, but there is a poetic atmosphere in her belly!

How could he have looked away before, thinking that she was a straw bale with no ink on her breasts. When the straw bale suddenly became the focus of attention, Mo Ye was tumbling in his heart!

Mo Ye's mate selection criteria are different from ordinary men.

He loves talent more than looks. Otherwise, she would not favor Jiang Yunliu, who is known as the first talented woman in the capital.

She acted resolutely, with a disdainful look, she confronted him at the door of the Hongmeng Medicine Pavilion, and immediately bloomed, winning the praise of her father, which was too impactful for him.

"Evil son, the queen mother knows that you like talented girls."

Seeing her son's strange expression, the queen sighed lightly and said worriedly, "But you already have a cloud flow, she is a good girl." Ye Luo's identity is sensitive, he is a member of the Ye clan, and he is not something we can contaminate at will. ”

Mo Xie's eyes dimmed, he pursed his lips, and just responded perfunctorily: "Erchen is measured."

The eldest prince watched Ye Luo's every move closely, and he watched her dip in ink, pick up a pen, and compose poems, like flowing water, all in one go.

The whole writing process took less than two minutes.

She wrote extremely attentively, as if she had poured all her feelings into it, every word was thousands, the force penetrated the back of the paper, and after a poem, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and even her breathing turned into wheezing.