After rebirth, the violent prince waited online for the princess to reconcile and divorce.

Chapter 58 Connectors
Grandma Zhang secretly said something bad.

Doesn’t the prince know that the old lady dislikes chrysanthemums?

Also picked Oriental chrysanthemum.

After all, it was a birthday party. Even if the old lady was not moved by this poem, she still knew that it was indeed a good poem and could not be written without any knowledge.

Seeing that Xu Yinghuai was praised by so many adults, I felt happy.

Especially Mr. He.

Mr. He rarely praises people like this, especially when Huai'er's first wife is a member of the Xie family. I think he really likes this poem.

Master He immediately wanted to discuss it with Xu Yinghuai.

But how could Xu Yinghuai know? He just left after a few vague words.

He Fanyang called his old father several times. It was really inappropriate to discuss poetry with others during this birthday banquet.

Outside the garden, a green figure stood for an unknown length of time.

The man was full of elegance, his hair was neatly combed, his clothes were washed a little white, and his sleeves were stained with ink spots at some point. He looked like a teacher, but his appearance was a little noble, not like a poor scholar.

Listening to Xu Yinghuai's poems from a distance, his mood did not fluctuate.

He tilted his head slightly and told his book boy: "There is no need to give that copy of calligraphy away."

Saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

The servant of the Hou Mansion quickly stopped him.

"Mr. Liu, Mrs. Hou is still waiting for you. I specially invite you today."

If not for Mrs. Hou's instructions to invite Mr. Liu to the mansion, Mr. Liu's status would not be worthy of entering the garden today.

Liu Qingyun's expression was simple and smooth.

He raised his feet to go out, ignoring the waiter's obstruction.

The boy had no choice but to grab Liu Qingyun's sleeves.

"Mrs. Hou has given you many warnings and instructions, so that the villain must be invited into the house. Mr. Liu, please don't embarrass the villain."

Liu Qingyun said calmly: "I won't enter the garden, and I won't leave either. Just wait in the hall."

This was a solution that had both ends. The boy didn't dare to say anything more, so he asked Liu Qingyun to wait in the hall while he went to report to Madam Song.

Song didn't care either.

Just wait in the house, who cares whether he wants to enter the garden or not.

Now she looked at Xu Yinghuai with a smile on her face.

Seeing so many people praising Xu Yinghuai, she couldn't stop smiling.

I, Huai'er, am really in the limelight now.

Xie Lingyu stood up and smiled slightly, "The prince and I really have a spiritual connection. My father once had an authentic copy of this picture in his hands. Yu'er saw it when she was young and never forgot it."

"But I'm not as good at painting as the prince, so I embroidered one. You said it was a coincidence. After Yu'er finished the embroidery, she saw that it was a little empty, so she also embroidered a poem on it."

Taoyue took out the embroidery pattern, showed it to everyone, and presented it.

“It takes 9000 years for a flat peach to ripen.

The fairyland has endless spring scenery.

The sun in Xiulou is warm but not smoke.

The day is everlasting and the wind is beautiful. 【1】"

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

Master He once again took the lead in applauding.

Even his biological daughter is like this, which shows that he is really satisfied with Xie Lingyu's poems.

While patting, he couldn't help but kick his son next to him.

"Not as good as the prince, not even his wife. She knows how to go out for a walk every day."

He Fanyang was innocently affected and his eyes widened.

What do you mean by going out for a walk?

He also has a position. Although he is not in a position where he needs to go to court, he still has to go to the palace every day.

Besides, every time he went out in his spare time, he would always be with Qi Yanli or Lu Yuanming, and they would discuss important matters.

He sounded like a playboy with nothing to do.

But he did admire the two of them, both of whom were good at poetry and painting.Except for Xie Ning, everyone in the Xie family also had smiles on their faces and raised their hands to applaud Xie Lingyu.

Liu Qingyun, who was leaving, heard this poem from a distance, but it was not very clear.

He lowered his eyes and thought.

On the other hand, the book boy next to him was lively, holding a calligraphy scroll and trotting behind him.

"Brother Xu is smart and clever, and his mother is also so talented in literature. As expected, the family has a profound knowledge."

Liu Qingyun twitched the corners of his lips, his eyes dark.

"maybe."

Maybe he is rich!
The boy shouted, without looking at his husband's face at all, and said bluntly: "This poem is also very good. It not only touches the garden fairyland, but also mentions embroidery. Don't you think so, sir?"

Liu Qingyun didn't mention this matter again.

His wife's literary talents and knowledge have nothing to do with him as a teacher, and he doesn't care.

"How many people have entered my study in the past few days?"

The book boy recalled: "There are ancient books and famous paintings in Mr.'s study. Very few people enter, and I am always cleaning. Oh, by the way, the boy Zhang San came in the day before yesterday. He said that your books were left in the school, so he put them on the table for you. ."

Liu Qingyun pursed her lips: "There are no lost books on my desk."

He also remembered Zhang San. He seemed to be a responsible person, but he didn't expect...

Seeing that Xie Lingyu's poems were more appreciated by others, many people looked unhappy.

The old lady couldn't put it down because of the embroidery, "Yu'er's Bian embroidery is really superb."

For embroidering pictures, there is no more suitable stitch method than Bian embroidery.

Xie Lingyu is calm and bright, accepts compliments readily, behaves elegantly and generously.

"She's really good at being in the limelight!" He Lanxue was dissatisfied.

"Don't worry about this, go and finish what you have to do." He Lanhao raised his glass, covering the lower half of his face, and said.

He Lanxue responded and stood up holding up her skirt.

Not long after, Xie Ning spoke to Xie's father and Xie's mother, saying that she had to eat too much to eat. Xie's father nodded and let her leave.

People from other houses also sent birthday gifts, all of which were guaranteed to be correct, but not particularly outstanding.

Xie Ning came out alone and sent away the maid who was following him.

Go to a corner and duck in.

He Lanxue was already waiting here, looking slightly impatient.

He Lanxue hugged her chest and looked down at Xie Ning with a sneer on her face.

"Following people to Jiangnan, and then coming back with them, you still have no status, what kind of reputation have you got?"

Different from the jealousy and resentment towards Xie Lingyu, He Lanxue did not look down on Xie Ning at all, and only had contempt for her. If her father had not told her, how could she have interacted with such a concubine.

Xie Ning didn't care either.

"Aren't you also being held down by Xie Lingyu, and how much more noble are you than me?"

"Snapped--"

He Lanxue blew on the palms of her hands, wiped them with a handkerchief, and threw the handkerchief away as if it was something dirty.

"You hit me?" Xie Ning covered his red and swollen face and turned around, looking at He Lanxue in disbelief.

He Lanxue glanced at her lightly.

"What is your identity? What is my identity? So what if I hit you? Do you dare to fight back?"

Xie Ning bit his lip and stared at her, his fingertips dug into the flesh with so much force that traces of blood spilled out.

But she really didn't dare to fight back.

He Lanxue took out a bottle from his waist.

"This is a chronic poison. If you take it for a long time, it will cause people to collapse and do crazy things. Take it back and feed it to Mr. Xie every day."

Xie Ning didn’t answer.

"I won't go back, I want to stay in the Hou Mansion."

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　　[1]: From "Spring in the Painting Hall" by Zhang Xiaoxiang, a Song Dynasty author, the painting hall was changed into an embroidery building

　　
　
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