Li Shixin was so anxious that her face turned red, Li Shiqin didn't deal with her sister, and retorted directly: "It was Zhou Lingyi who bullied Wei Leyao first, I saw it!" ”

Chen Guangyun glanced at Li Shixin with a smile, Lu Zhiyuan got up from the chair, hugged his arms and raised his sword eyebrows: "Okay, the matter of the little girl's family, what is the matter of our big men." If anyone is not convinced, he will fight in front of everyone. ”

“……”

It turns out that the ancients would also be humorous, Shu An Ge smiled slightly, pressed Li Shixin's hand and said: "Don't worry, justice is in the hearts of the people." ”

Lu Zhiyuan's voice was celadon-like, crisp and refreshing.

Zhou Lingrong was confused when she heard this, and stood up with a handkerchief and replied shyly: "Sister, it is easy to settle grievances and it is not easy to solve." It's better for you and Miss Wei to compensate each other, and this matter will be revealed. ”

In order to leave a good impression on the Hou Shizi of Changshan, Zhou Lingrong became a good person.

Li Shixin grabbed Shu Ange's hand and involuntarily showed two little tiger teeth.

She didn't know whether to persuade peace, turn big things into small things, or support Shu Ange to the end.

Chen Guangzhao finally met Shu Ange with Ming Zhengda, and didn't want to waste too much time on the idlers, so he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please: "The two girls sit here, no one dares to bother you again." ”

"Thank you, Childe."

Shu Ange smiled and owed to Chen Guangzhao, feeling like he was playing role-playing.

Li Shixin changed seats with Shu Ange in a cramped way, and whispered as soon as her buttocks were next to the chair: "Otherwise, I'll change seats." ”

"Don't take it personally, just accompany me."

Shu Ange's position is separated from Chen Guangzhao by a table.

Wei Leyao's brothers and sisters were hung in place, completely dumbfounded. After waiting for a while, seeing that no one took care of him, the two left together in disgrace.

Before the feast, everyone gathered together and recited poems to each other.

Men and women are divided into two groups, one writes poems on snow and the other writes poems on plum.

Zhou Lingyi is not a talented woman who loves to sing poetry, and Shu Ange does not join in this excitement.

On a whim, Chu Lian wrote a poem about the snow, and Chen Guangyun was full of interest and played with arrows and pitched pots.

At the Qiongmei banquet, there are many sons and beauties with excellent demeanor, and everyone is full of energy and wants to show in front of people.

Before going to the banquet, Zhou Lingrong guessed the theme of today's poems in advance, and asked someone to write a few poems for catching knives on her behalf.

After the title of the poem was announced, Zhou Lingrong thought for a moment and then put pen to paper.

After putting down the pen, she looked around quite proudly, everyone was thinking or writing, and few of them had completed the poem.

Her gaze fell on Lu Zhiyuan, who was throwing pots.

His handsome appearance and illustrious family background made Zhou Lingrong's heart move.

After the ink marks dried, she unbuttoned her cloak, held the poem she had written, and walked towards Lu Zhiyuan with light steps.

Shu Ange doesn't like to write poetry, and is a little interested in pitching pots.

She took an arrow and gave half of it to Li Shixin: "Shixin, let's throw the pot." ”

Li Shixin snorted, a shallow smile appeared on his face, and two tiger teeth were secretly exposed.

As soon as Shu Ange threw an arrow, Chen Guangzhao's voice sounded unexpectedly.

"Does Miss Zhou like to throw pots?"

She smiled as she threw an arrow, "It's a little fun, and it's okay to play with it once in a while." ”

Zhou Lingrong walked towards Lu Zhiyuan with her skirt, and when she heard the eldest prince of the Chengguo Mansion talking to her sister, she felt a strong sense of jealousy in her heart.

Oh, she's something.

After retiring from her relatives, she was still restless, trying to gain weight and high branches, and she didn't look at the Chengguo Mansion to see if she could climb it.

"Master Lu, I have heard for a long time that you have made great achievements in poetry and songs, I don't know if I can guide the little woman."

Zhou Lingrong held her poems in both hands, her pointed melon seed face was half-hanging, and her eyes were filled with light smoke.

Lu Zhiyuan grabbed the arrow in his hand, raised his eyebrows impatiently, and said to Chu Lian: "Brother Wen Yuan, you usually love these sour poems, quickly help others appreciate them." ”

After he finished speaking, he specially changed the place to throw the pot, leaving Zhou Lingrong with an embarrassed face.

There were already a lot of men gathered in front of Chu Lian who asked him for poetry and literature, and Zhou Lingrong couldn't squeeze in.

When Zhou Lingrong got up to ask Lu Zhiyuan for poetry, Li Shiqin also left her seat.

She walked to the rockery by the lake, looked left and right for a while, and suddenly her eyes were blindfolded.

"Hmph, let go."

Her tone was soft and delicate, and her delicate fingertips touched a pair of large rough hands.

"Good Qin'er, cousin misses you so much."

The man's hand moved from Li Shiqin's eyes to her waist, and he turned her around eagerly, bowing his head and kissing her cherry mouth.

Li Shiqin leaned back, covered her face with her hand, and said with a smile: "Itchy, itchy, I'll see someone later, cousin, don't be weird." ”

The man's fingers slipped into Li Shiqin's snow-white neck, pinched it, and said with a smile: "My good piano is really getting more and more beautiful." ”

Li Shiqin twisted her body and snorted: "Don't call me a good qiner." You and your sister are about to have a good time, why provoke me. ”

Qin Jinhua hugged her waist and laughed in a low voice: "Whoever wants to marry a wooden man as a lady, I will tell my uncle to change my sister to be the bride." ”

In terms of appearance, Li Shixin is more beautiful than Li Shiqin.

Qin Jinhua has a habit that outsiders don't know, that is, he likes to play with boys and girls.

Li Shiqin has not yet reached the end of his life, he is young and tender, and he is the same age as the flowers and bones, and his smile makes him lose his soul.

Compared with his silent fiancée, Qin Jinhua prefers the angry and affectionate Li Shiqin.

"Tell me again, if you marry Li Shixin, I will ignore you for the rest of my life."

Li Shiqin let go of the cruel words and wrinkled the tip of her red nose.

"Good cousin, when did my cousin talk to you. The ears are attached, and I will whisper to you. ”

Li Shiqin obediently leaned her ear over, and the two of them whispered together when their heads touched.

"Good, wonderful!"

"Hit, hit again!"

Shu Ange and Chen Guangzhao were on a whim, and compared to throwing pots.

The two of them each grabbed an arrow and threw the pot blindfolded.

Lu Zhiyuan proposed to make it a little more difficult for the two of them, and let them move three feet away from them with a quiver.

Li Shixin bit her lip and looked at Shu Ange nervously, wanting to shout like others, but she couldn't shout.

Each of them had ten arrows in their hands, and the two of them had already thrown four each, and each of them had hit the pitcher accurately.

Seeing this, Chen Guangyun replaced him with a leather drum, and he personally played the drum to disrupt the rhythm.

The chaotic drum beat overshadowed the pace of the pot hugger. The two of them had a sad face, for fear that the arrow would be stuck in their backs in the next moment.

"Brother Shi is so leisurely, and the drum beating is good, but this is inevitably a bit invincible."

Lu Zhiyuan looked at Chen Guangyun with a smile, he, who was the only brother who was the first to look forward, made it clear that he was cheating to let Chen Guangzhao win.

Zhou Lingyi is just an ordinary woman, how can she listen to the sound and find the location of the pitcher in the chaos.

[Everyone! 】