“…… Good at banter, not for abuse. ”

Xue Mingcan recited the poem without stopping, word for word, word for word, Mr. Liu was very pleased, and nodded again and again to praise her: "It seems that Miss Xue is indeed dedicated to learning, and she has not forgotten what she has learned before." ”

Only Lin Tangxiao's lips opened and closed suddenly, so shocked that she refused to believe it no matter what.

It's only been a few months, and I can shoot arrows, memorize poems, and become a different person.

What a wicked door!

But I'm afraid no one is more surprised than Xue Mingcan himself. She clearly remembered that she had discarded these books in the corner of her desk, and had not touched a page and a half for months, even if she had spent a month memorizing the poem day and night, and on the night Mr. Liu finished the exam, she had forgotten it completely.

But just now, a voice appeared out of thin air in her head, and she chanted with her, and she could read those obscure words, and she also read out the words smoothly, and when she opened her eyes, it seemed that everything was suddenly opened, and everything became clear.

Mr. Liu didn't pay attention to Xue Mingcan's somewhat dull expression and continued to lecture. Lin Tangxiao wanted to say something, but was stopped by Lin Tangmei's eyes, and the atmosphere in the ear room gradually eased.

Until an hour later, Mr. Liu told the ladies to rest.

Xue Mingcan was still in a daze, she seemed to have walked into a dead end. If she has the divine power to help her, how can she be effortless in the poetry books that she has always hated?

Could it be that he is really evil?

But it's not right, except that she can inexplicably mix spices, shoot hooves, recite poems, and occasionally pop up some names of people and places in her mind, there is nothing abnormal, and it does not affect her life.

Puzzled, Xue Mingcan held his cheeks in his hand, and when he was thinking about it, he felt that someone was gently poking him in the back.

Looking back, it was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, wearing a goose-yellow embroidered orchid breast-length skirt, and only a plain silver lilac was on the flower bud. A melon seed face like a clear water hibiscus, with delicate eyebrows, smiled at her, revealing a mouthful of thin white teeth like glutinous rice.

"Sister Chan." The voice is soft and small.

This is Lin Tangluo, the third lady from the Lin Mansion, who lives in a small cross-courtyard with her biological mother, Aunt Wei, who keeps to herself, is silent, and does not attract much attention.

However, I have spoken to Xue Mingcan a few times before.

"Sister Tangluo, I haven't seen you for a long time. You didn't go to Zhongfu's birthday banquet yesterday. Xue Mingcan turned to talk to her.

Lin Tangluo smiled softly and said softly: "I want to help my aunt do needlework, and I really don't have time to go out." ”

When Xue Mingcan heard this, he couldn't help but look at Lin Tangmei, Lin Tangmei felt that someone was looking at him, looked in the direction of Mingcan, and smiled kindly at her.

To say that this cousin is knowledgeable, gentle and virtuous, although she is not very close to her cousin with a foreign surname, she is also concerned about it, and asked Miaohui to take ginseng back a few days ago. But I just ignored this sister.

She still heard Miaohui talk about this old gossip, saying that Aunt Wei was the dowry maid of Lin Tangmei's biological mother Gao, but it turned out to be more liked by her uncle Wu Qingbo than the main mother. Uncle asked Aunt Wei on the second day of marriage, and then stayed in Aunt Wei's house even more than Aunt Wei, and she was pregnant first.

The aunt was originally a noble daughter of the former dynasty who was honored and noble, and she thought that marrying her uncle Yijie Wufu was already a self-defeating identity, and she had to suffer such humiliation, so she sent someone to force Aunt Wei to abort the child, and after that, the uncle didn't like this aunt even more. If it weren't for his grandmother's daughter-in-law, who forced him to stay in his uncle's house on the fifteenth day of junior high school, I am afraid that there would not be two cousins, Brother Hong and Tang Mei Tangxiao.

And all this was seen by Lin Tangmei, she always thought that her mother was oppressed by Aunt Wei, so she was depressed, so when she took charge of the house, Aunt Wei was in love with her and was no longer favored by her father, so she treated Aunt Wei's mother and daughter harshly.

The combined monthly money of Aunt Wei and Lin Tangluo is not enough for Lin Tangxiao's personal big girl, so many intimate clothes have to be cut by themselves.

She looked back at Lin Tangluo's harmless, soft and delicate face, and began to understand why Miaohui said, "The eldest lady is the one who hides needles in the cotton".

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It was nearly noon, and the golden sun was very warm on the body, but once you walked into the shadows, there was a spring cold, which seemed to lie dormant at the junction of light and dark, and as soon as someone came, they quietly followed and drilled straight into the back of the person.

Zhang Yousheng wore a white background water red bamboo leaf plum blossom pattern printed placket, walking in the sun is fine, as soon as he enters the corridor of Youyue Hall, the spring cold is steep, and he can't help but sneeze.

"County Lord, are you catching a cold? Why don't you go back and pick up your cloak now? The maid who was waiting around hurriedly shushed the cold and asked for warmth.

Zhang Yousheng raised his hand, tidied up his appearance, and said lightly: "No need." ”

At the same time, he secretly glanced at Li Jingsheng on the side. His stiff side face was resolute and cold, and the bridge of his tall nose glowed with a little cold light, very similar to Pu Yue's nose. His lips were pursed, serious and arrogant. I just didn't have the slightest intention of caring about her.

In the sunny day, Zhang Yousheng's heart couldn't help but sink a little, as if falling into ice water.

I don't know if she is also seriously ill, he will find an excuse for several months in a row and ask to return to Beijing to visit.

How so? She asked herself questions and chuckled to herself.

Li Jingsheng's insight is very keen, and although this laughter is soft, he still hears it.

"What are you laughing at?"

The tone sounded like a cold, solid stone, without a hint of warmth.

Zhang Yousheng is used to it, in his previous life, whether before or after marriage, he never gave her husband a little tenderness. This person's heart is like stone, but he quietly left the last bit of tenderness, but it was not for her.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking that Puyue will be happy to wake up and see you."

"Really?" A smile flashed across the corner of Li Jingsheng's mouth, stabbing Zhang Yousheng's eyes.

But she smiled and said, "Of course." You are Yue'er's favorite brother, and you made a special trip back to see her, and she was naturally happy. ”

She wanted to poke him in the sore spot. Even if he liked Pu Yue in his previous life and this life, they are cousins of the same clan and clan, and there is no way to have any results! What's more, Pu Yue has treated him as a brother since he was a child, and the person he likes is not him at all.

Li Jingsheng was unexpectedly stabbed by her "brother", the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, and he said to her with a cold expression: "The purpose of my coming back this time is to visit the imperial grandmother, not what the county lord of Qingwan said, I made a special trip to see Yue'er!" ”

He was warning her that there were eyes and ears everywhere in the palace, and if any eunuch and palace maid heard it and spread it to Emperor Jingren's ears, Emperor Jingren would not like him in every way, and if he happened to be in a bad mood, it would not be impossible to treat him as a bully.

Zhang Yousheng bit his lip, and was shocked to realize his mistake, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry Brother Jingsheng." ”

She called him "Brother Jingsheng", but he always called her "Qingwan County Lord", and from beginning to end, he didn't want to be close to her.

The more Zhang Yousheng thought about it, the more bored he felt. Once something is unsatisfactory in life, I always like to be angry, whether it is a good person or a good person, it seems that the unsatisfactory idea can disappear if I am angry. She didn't want to be angry with the man in front of her who she had loved for two lifetimes, even if he pierced her chest with a sword in her previous life, without mercy.

So naturally, she still hates Li Puyue.

God gave her a chance to do it again, and she had to hold it firmly in her hands. The most fortunate thing is that Li Puyue seems to have been reborn, but she has no memory of her previous life, and she is defenseless.

At this time, the palace maid opened the door, and there was a strong smell of herbs on her face, Li Jingsheng took a deep breath and felt that her chest was aching. In the past, the fragrance of Pu Yue's favorite Tang Palace butterfly powder can no longer be found.

The Empress Dowager has been staying in Youyue Hall, and as soon as Li Jingsheng entered the house, he saw the old man sitting on the pineapple wooden Taishi chair holding his head and sighing gloomily, so he guessed that Puyue had not woken up yet.

"Imperial grandmother." He knelt down to greet the Queen Mother.

The queen mother was too busy to take care of herself, and nodded to let her grandson get up. After being silent for a long time, he said: "In a few days, your father will hold a spring hunt, if Yue'er is not sick, he will definitely go."

"Yue'er will be fine, and then you can go to the autumn hunt at the end of the year." Li Jingsheng comforted, glanced at the inner room, the curtain hung down, and the people lying inside could not be seen.

"If she gets sick before the autumn hunt, I don't want her to go, I'm really afraid of this disease, I can't wait to build her a golden house, cover it tightly, don't want her to go anywhere, no poison will invade." The Queen Mother said tremblingly.

"The Queen Mother, you laughed. How can Yue'er not go anywhere, she still has to marry the son of Wuqing. Zhang Yousheng said with a smile, and looked at the corners of Li Jingsheng's slightly twitched mouth by the way.

"Don't mention that person to me!" The Queen Mother said angrily, "Yue'er vomited blood yesterday, and it's almost noon today, and I haven't seen his figure yet!" ”

"Queen Mother, Lord Lin is suspended in the Ministry of Rites, and I have to be busy with the emperor's spring hunting these days, I'm afraid I won't be able to spare time for a while." Zhang Yousheng defended Lin Hongzhi.

"I can't spare time, I think Lin Hongyu's kid doesn't care about Yue'er, let's discuss this marriage again!"

Because the queen mother was angry, her voice increased a lot, and she didn't want to say that as soon as the words fell, there was a slight and rapid coughing sound in the bed tent.

Several people hurriedly walked over, the imperial doctor waited aside, and asked the palace maid to lift the curtain of the tent to inspect, and the tent returned to tranquility, Li Puyue's face did not fluctuate, and he was still unconscious.

The Empress Dowager sighed and said, "Wrongdoer! As soon as Lin Hongyu mentioned it, he knew that he was coughing. What should I do with her! ”

Zhang Yousheng comforted her: "Yue'er has always liked Lord Lin, and now when I mention his name, I have some reactions, and if you call him in a while, I'm afraid Yue'er will be able to wake up." ”