Su Xiyun naturally didn't know that after she left, the crumpled paper was immediately gouged out. At this moment, the paper ball has been cleaned and placed in front of a person.

The eyes of the person behind the table were so dark that people couldn't see clearly, and after a long while, he smiled lightly and said, "This is the poem?" ”

The attendant who stood at the bottom with his head bowed hurriedly replied: "If you go back to the master, your subordinates watched the third lady of Bofu finish reading the poem, took this piece of paper and ran out to avoid the crowd and buried it under the flower tree, and did not fake others halfway. ”

He didn't know why the good-looking girl had buried the good verses, or why the master had asked such a question. However, as long as you do your own thing, you don't need to ask anything else.

"She's a smart girl, but she's too kind." For a long time, the man behind the table muttered. No one answered his words, and he didn't expect anyone to answer him, he stared at the piece of paper for a moment, and then said expressionlessly: "Yunmo, burned." ”

"Yes. Subordinates understand. ”

He stood up and strode out, his long clothes stretched out in the wind, looking at the back, I don't know how many little girls with spring hearts to be confused.

Yunmo took the paper and moved it to the candlestick, he glanced at it casually, and suddenly he understood why the girl wanted to destroy the paper, and why his master said such a sentence without a head. It was another poem at all, and he only took a cursory glance at it to understand the point.

Yunmo no longer hesitated to throw the piece of paper onto the flames.

At this moment, in the flower hall, Su Xiyun had already cleaned up her hands, and casually said words of flattery to Su Daiyun with others, but the admiration on her face was so surging, no one doubted that she was actually very tired of all this in her heart, and the only thing that could make her feel relieved was to see Su Daiyun's unnatural smiling face.

Su Daiyun's eyes have been glued to Sun Qian since she came in, and she wanted to ask Su Xiyun why she wanted to change another poem? Also, was that poem written by herself?

This is what Su Daiyun cherished. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people at the moment, she would definitely catch Su Xiyun aside and ask for an explanation.

She never thought that her third sister was actually a hidden master, and they all said that the third sister of the Su family was a woman with no talent and no virtue, but today she surprised her, that poem did not have the soft knots of the daughter of the boudoir at all, and it looked more like a man did it. Or, that poem was accidentally obtained by Su Xiyun?

Su Daiyun believed her guess almost immediately, there was no way, it was impossible for her to accept the fact that she was inferior to Su Xiyun, she would rather believe that this poem was inadvertently obtained by her third sister, but this benefit was given to herself.

Thinking of this, Su Daiyun smiled slightly, no matter what, Sun Qian has done her a great favor today, and from now on, her title of Su Daiyun's first talented woman in the capital may be unbeatable. All of this is thanks to my third sister.

At this moment, the talented people in the courtyard next door are all singing the poem that Su Xiyun read just now, and Su Daiyun's name has left an indelible mark on the hearts of every talented person, as for who Su Xiyun is, no one remembers it at all.