In my mind, the plot of the last time sounded again.

If she nods her head and accepts this glory now, then, after that, Xie Xuanyong will stand up and pierce her with those two pre-prepared wooden panel paintings, and then she will be charged with bullying and killed again.

Su Qianxue's eyes flashed over the Lord of the Sacrificial Wine, and landed on the two red silk cloths on the stone table behind her, complaining to the system dissatisfied.

"It's all your fault, if you listened to me just now and destroyed those two woodblock paintings, where would there be now?"

System: [......]

Can you destroy it?

The previous words that were afraid that the new heroine would find out were just that it forcibly saved its dignity, but in fact, the energy it had left was no longer enough to destroy anything in this world.

Besides, the new heroine can quietly control this woman in front of it and write the same poems as last time, which shows that even if he has enough energy, he may not be able to destroy it.

Of course, these are not told to her, so as not to be looked down upon, and the system simply pretends to be dead.

[Yo, I really thought you could destroy those two paintings if you wanted to, when I couldn't eat dry food? 】

[Taking a step back, even if you really destroy it, then Su Qianxue, baby, I have no choice but to let you write the poem exactly the same as Jiang Zitang's poem, and let the object of your plagiarism be replaced by Jiang Zitang. 】

[In short, since you have lost face in the last plot, then, you must not be in the limelight this time. 】

Little sister is amazing!

Little sister is awesome!

Little Sister Niu B!

Hearing her heart, the corners of Yun Wanye's lips hooked slightly, and she completely fell into Yun Wanning's brainless fan, and she kept praising her in her heart.

That is, his vocabulary is still too small, if it is from modern times, he will have to shout a little sister 666 again.

"Miss Su?"

The voice of the Lord of the Wine Sacrifice sounded in everyone's ears again, and after waiting for Su Qianxue to speak for a long time, the Lord of the Wine Sacrifice couldn't help but become anxious, holding the poem she wrote in both hands, and urging her eagerly.

Su Qianxue's consciousness was pulled back, she looked at the priest wine, a look of shame appeared on her face, and her eyes were also red.

"I didn't write it, I saw that these two poems were good, so I specially wrote them for your appreciation!!"

"I only said that I wanted to dedicate poems, but I didn't say that I wanted to dedicate my poems, and you didn't stipulate that you are not allowed to dedicate other people's poems, right?"

shouted twice in annoyance, and when the words fell, regardless of everyone's reaction, he hurriedly left with his skirt in his hand.

She ran so fast that she tripped over her feet, as if some evil spirit was chasing her, but she didn't stop at all, and continued to run after standing firm.

“……”

Everyone was stunned, looking at her back farther and farther away, a little unclear.

If you don't have someone else's poem, you can offer someone else's poem, is it necessary to run so fast?

Also, since it's a poem for someone else, why didn't you make it clear at the beginning? They really thought that it was raining from the sky, and even this straw bale fool could write poetry.

Tsk, they said, well, how can a fool who is famous in Hokyung suddenly write poetry, it turns out that it is someone else's poem.

[Yo, it turned out that I chose to give up slapping everyone in the face and save my life first, I have to say, this is a very smart choice. 】

[Although it will be a bit embarrassing to do so, and if you can't complete the task given to her by the system, the plot can't be pulled back, but at least you won't be charged with bullying the king, which will lead to all the follow-up. 】

[Staying in Qingshan is not afraid of no firewood, only by saving his life first, can he have a chance to turn over later. 】

[It's a pity, how comfortable the ending of the last plot was, why did you summon the dog system? ] 】

[It seems that the heroine's life should not be extinguished, and we still have to be careful in the future. 】

The other side.

Yun Wanyao's eyes widened, her face was shocked, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

How so?

The little sister clearly said that Su Qianxue made those two poems in order to be in the limelight, take off the label of the straw bag on her body, and take away the title of the first talented woman.

Logically speaking, when the priest-sama asked her, shouldn't she be very firm that she wrote it? How can it be said that it is someone else's poem?

Still running so fast?

The little sister's voice is also very accurate, how could there be such an accident this time?

What went wrong?

Why did Su Qianxue give up such a good opportunity to be in the limelight?

Yun Wanyao felt that her head was completely insufficient, and she always felt that something must have happened, but she couldn't say what was going on at all.

"Ah Yao, what does Su Qianxue think?"

"Everyone else is offering their own poems, how can she give someone else's? Moreover, if she gives someone else's, she will give someone else's, how could she run away in such a hurry? Is there anything hidden in this? ”

Mo Zhaozhao turned his head and looked at Yun Wanyao in confusion, obviously confused by the scene in front of him.

Yun Wanyao shook her head, she couldn't say why, so she had to say, "I don't know either." ”

Hearing their conversation, Xie Xuanyong's eyes flashed slightly, and a thought crossed his mind.

He kept staring at Su Qianxue, and noticed that when the priest asked her if the poem was written by her, she looked at the things he had sent on the stone table behind her.

Could it be that woman has perspective?

Knowing that he set a trap and waited for her, she would change her decision temporarily?

But if she really has perspective, then when she writes poems, why didn't she see his trap and avoid those two poems?

Among them, there are many doubts.

Not to mention that Yun Wanyao Mo Zhaozhao felt that his head was not enough, even Xie Xuanyong, who won the champion at the age of thirteen, couldn't figure it out at all.

As if wanting to verify something, he stood up and said loudly, "Lord Sacrificial Wine, when I saw these two poems, my expression was extremely shocking, and I think it must be an extraordinary work. ”

"Therefore, the younger generation has the courage to invite the priest to read these two poems to everyone, so that I can enjoy them."

As soon as his words came out, they immediately sparked countless resonances.

Su Qianxue's series of operations made many people confused, but now, she has run away, and everyone's attention has to fall on the poems she left behind.

Everyone shouted urging the priest to drink.

"You don't have to be impatient, these two poems are indeed peerless masterpieces, the old man will read it, please listen to it."

After reading the two poems at the top of his throat, the audience was once again in shock.

Only Yun Wanyao and Xie Xuanyong have their own thoughts, and sure enough, Su Qianxue still wrote those two poems, but why didn't she inherit that the poems were hers?

Before the banquet ended, the Lord of the Sacrificial Wine suddenly thought of what Xie Xuanyong had sent.

After opening it, when he saw the verses on it, he was immediately dumbfounded and called Xie Xuanyong over.

"Boy from the Xie family, why are the inscriptions on these two paintings exactly the same as the two poems left by Su Qianxue? Also, who are this Zhu Yuanzhang and Huang Chao? ”

"To be able to write such a masterpiece, I think the name will not be small, and the old man should not have heard of it."

The words of the priest attracted everyone's attention, and everyone came forward to take a look, and then they found some clues.

"That's right, how can the poem Su Qianxue write today be exactly the same as the inscription on these two wooden panel paintings?"

"Young Master Xie, what is your relationship with Su Qianxue? You shouldn't ......?"

When the man said this, he suddenly closed his mouth, but looked at Xie Xuanyong's eyes, which clearly revealed the smell of adultery.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world?

Everyone felt that this Xie Xuanyong was afraid that he had some unsightly contact with Su Qianxue.

Even Jiang Zitang was a little unsteady in his heart, and couldn't help frowning at him.

Seeing this, Xie Xuanyong's face turned completely dark, and the others were okay, but why didn't Tang'er believe him?

He pursed his lips, he wanted to throw off his sleeves and leave, but he was afraid that these people would think that he was weak-hearted, and then he was even more unscrupulous to spread rumors, and when he poured, he really jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it away.

Thinking of this, Xie Xuanyong sighed, and had to explain patiently.

"Some time ago, I had to get a book of poems, and I thought these two poems were good, so I specially selected them and found someone to make a woodblock painting, thinking that I would send them to the winter banquet to help everyone's fun."

"As for why Su Qianxue also chose these two songs, I don't know."

Things are too weird, of course he can't say that this is his preparation to expose Su Qianxue's plagiarism, so he can only make an excuse at will.

As for whether they believe it or not, that's out of his mind.

The people didn't believe it, but it was not good to ask any more questions.

Finally, the winter feast is over.

After reporting to Mo Yuanlin, the priest and several university scholars retired, and many unmarried men and women in the venue got together to talk and laugh.

"Ah Ye, it's still early, why don't we go to Zuixiang Building to play for a while?"

Wei Zhaohui and others surrounded and warmly invited Yun Wanye.

Yun Wanye glanced at the yawning and sleepy little milk bag in his arms, and shook his head without hesitation to refuse.

"Another day, I brought my little sister out today, my little sister hasn't slept with milk for most of the day, I'm going to send her home."

"Isn't there still Miss Yun? I see that the carriage in your house is parked outside, why don't you just let Miss Yun take her little sister back? Will you come with us? ”

A few of his friends continued to try to convince him.

Yun Wanye shook his head again, refusing very firmly.

"No, I'm going to send my two younger sisters back in person, my little sister is still so young, let Yun Wanyao take her alone, I don't worry."

Everyone: "......"

Yo, has you really become a good brother of twenty-four filial piety?

"Okay, then we won't go either, we'll go another day when you're free."

"Well, okay, then you guys play, I'll call Yun Wanyao home."

"Okay."

After saying goodbye, everyone watched him walk towards Yun Wanyao with his little milk bag in his arms.

Zhu Yongcheng touched his chin and said, "Tsk, why do I think that Er Shao seems to have changed differently than before?" ”

The friend next to him laughed and said nonchalantly, "What's different?" Isn't it all a night? ”

As you grow up, you will change.

"Also, no matter what it becomes, it's all two less."

*

"Yun Wanyao, go home."

Walking in front of Yun Wanyao, Yun Wanye glanced at her condescendingly.

"It's still early, you go back first, A-Yao still has to sit with us for a while, I'll send her back to the house later."

Mo Zhaozhao hurriedly grabbed Yun Wanyao's arm and looked up at him.

Cloud Night: "......"

"Yes, you go back first, this king also has something to say to Yao'er, and later this king will send her back to the house with the imperial sister."

Before he could speak, Mo Yuanhao on the side couldn't help but speak, today there is still a misunderstanding and estrangement between him and Yao'er, and he can't let her go back like this.

Hearing this, Yun Wanyao immediately got up from the chair and reached out to gently take away Mo Zhaozhao's hand that was holding her arm.

"Princess, let's talk another day, I really want to go back today, you see, my little sister is asleep, if I don't care about her, I will definitely be able to clean up after returning home."

Hearing this, Mo Zhaozhao looked at the little milk bag in Yun Wanye's arms, and sure enough, he saw that she slept very sweetly, and occasionally smacked her mouth.

In an instant, Mo Zhaozhao's heart was soft.

She reluctantly said, "Okay, then A-Yao, you go take care of your little sister." ”

"yes, okay."

Yun Wanyao nodded and saluted Mo Yuanlin and Mo Yuanhao.

Then, he looked at Mo Yuanhao and said, "If the prince has anything to say to me, just wait for another day, it's really not going to work today, I want to go home." ”

With that, she was about to leave, but her arm was grabbed.

Mo Yuanhao's face was dark and gloomy, and it was ugly.

"Yun Wanyao, did you do it on purpose?"

Did you deliberately hit him in the face, deliberately provoke him?

Yun Wanyao: "......"

Hehe, she did it on purpose.

Although she thought so in her heart, Yun Wanyao's face did not show it at all, and she said with a puzzled expression, "Why do you say that?" I'm just going home, and what else do you say about intentionally or not? ”

Mo Yuanhao looked at her deeply, and suddenly sighed helplessly and frustratedly.

"Okay, let's go, this king will send you back, this is always okay, right?"

Yun Wanyao: "......"

Cloud Night: "......"

He said lightly, "Lord Wang, we took my little sister out today and brought the nurse out, you and the nurse are milking the carriage together, isn't it appropriate?" ”

Mo Yuanhao: "......"

"This king does not ride in your chariot, but this king rides his horse."

Speaking of which, the brother and sister didn't say anything more, and were ready to go with him, but at this moment, a voice with no emotion came.

"Second brother, Miss Yun is escorted by the second son, where can I use you, but I suddenly remembered that there are still state affairs that you need to help deal with, this time, don't go, go back to the palace with me."

Mo Yuanlin looked at the big palm on his slender arm, his eyes were dark and dull, without the slightest temperature.

These words gave Yun Wan a chance to see the stitches.

He hurriedly said, "State affairs are important, since the emperor has something to deal with with the prince, then the prince will go back to the palace with the emperor, and I will protect my sister." ”

Mo Yuanhao: "......"

He turned his head and looked at Mo Yuanlin with a bad face, the imperial brother also did it on purpose, right?

There is no state affair in the morning, and there is no state affair in the evening, but there is now.

Since there are state affairs that have not been dealt with, why doesn't the royal brother stay in the palace to deal with state affairs, but still run out to participate in this boring poetry meeting?