Yuan Qingmo didn't sleep well this night, she repeatedly dreamed of Aunt Huabi, dreamed of Dantang, and dreamed of leaving the palace that day.... When I woke up, I found that tears had soaked the pillow.

She sighed, wiped away her tears, and called Chun Xing.

As soon as Yuan Qingmo finished dressing up, Lu Sirou came, "Cousin! There's a poetry club today, let's go together, shall we? ”

Chun Xing heard it next to her, and couldn't help but glance at Lu Sirou a few more times, she really had no heart and no lungs, and it was only the next day, she came to Yuan Qingmo like no one.

"Poetry Society? Well, you sincerely invite, how can I save your face! Lu Qing'er said with a smile.

"Actually, it's okay if you don't go, I don't have much sincerity....." "The carriage is ready, right?" Let's go! Yuan Qingmo didn't wait for Lu Sirou to react, and pulled her out of the house.

In the distance, Mr. and Mrs. Lu saw the intimacy of the two, and smiled and said that they were childish, and they were awkward the next day.

Yuan Qingmo followed Lu Sirou to Pishan, as soon as they arrived, there were already many people gathered in Bishan, "You see, that's Zhao Yiqing from the Guogong Mansion, that is Fan Luo'er from Master Fan's family, and that ....." Lu Sirou gushed about the nobles present.

And here, Yuan Qingmo was quickly scanning the audience, looking for Nanliang Shizi, only to hear someone shouting: "Look! His Royal Highness is down! Everyone looked at each other, and saw Ye Beichen leaning on the sedan chair in a dark robe.

Chun Xing on the side smiled, thinking that His Royal Highness's guess was indeed right.

Ye Beichen made a high-profile entrance, and then the poetry meeting began, and it was Zhao Yihan, the son of Guogong, who organized it.

"It's really strange that our son can still come to the poetry meeting!"

"Get out, isn't this in your face! Not welcome? Here, Zhao Yihan smiled and stopped Ye Beichen and made a joke.

"Don't you have a crush on a young lady? Shall I introduce you to you? ”

"No need, you don't have to worry about this, you can take care of yourself!"

"Okay, okay, it's boring!" Zhao Yihan shook off the fan and walked away.

Ye Beichen looked in the direction of Lu Qing'er in the crowd, he saw her as soon as he came, was it really just a coincidence? Did God know that he wanted this face so much? In the past few days, Fufeng found out that there was a young lady from the Lu family, was it her?

"Okay, everyone, our poetry meeting is about to start now, the sky is clear today, let's take this weather as the theme!" Everyone was eager to try, and after a few rounds, Lu Qing'er didn't think it was good.

At this moment, I saw Zhao Yiqing stepping forward and blessing her body and said, "There is a sentence in love, 'Jiangtian is colorless, there is no fiber dust, and the lonely moon wheel in the sky is bright'"

"Okay, good, good sentence Lonely Moon Wheel in the Bright Sky," everyone applauded, only Ye Beichen was unmoved, "Is there anything else?" He said lazily.

"The folk girl has a sentence, please ask the son of the world to comment." Yuan Qingmo stepped forward and said to Ye Beichen with a smile.

"Oh? Okay, girl, please. Ye Beichen raised his eyebrows and said.

"Even the rain doesn't know the spring, and the summer is deep when it's sunny."

Ye Beichen looked at her quietly, and the air quieted down.

"Okay, well, this girl's poetry is very good, I don't know which girl this is?"

"The daughter of the people is Lu Qing'er of the Lu Mansion, and the son is polite." Zhao Yihan wondered what Ye Beichen was crazy about, and he didn't speak yet, he didn't know how to pick it up.

"Miss Lu is very good at writing, I wonder if I can have time to travel to the mountains with this son? This poem will be really boring, let's take a look at the scenery! ”

Saying that, Ye Beichen got up and walked out of the pavilion, Lu Qing'er wanted to follow but was stopped by Lu Sirou.

Why are you really going? This world is not something we can provoke! Yuan Qingmo said that it was okay and followed.

"Cut, I haven't seen the world, I really thought the world could take a fancy to her!" A young lady with an extraordinary background said, and the young lady on the side hugged Zhao Yiqing and echoed.

"The candidate for the princess must be our county lord, she dreams of it!" "Eh, who do you look down on!" At this time, Lu Sirou heard it and rushed over.

"Where did you come from?" "Who are you talking about! Miss Ben is Lu Sirou, you are not allowed to look down on my cousin! ”