Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 22
Since she is so curious, let Li Xinrou and Jin Huixin accompany her to be curious together, wouldn't it be fun for everyone to watch the show together?
At this time, Xia Yuhan and Liang Jiaying's minds were all focused on Feng Feilang, a rare and handsome young man, and they met Feng Feilang at the same time.

The eyes seem to be saying, which of the poems written by the two of them is better?

Feng Feilang glanced at Xia Qingge, who was watching the show, and smiled wryly in his heart, who said that the eldest lady of the Duke's Mansion is as stupid as a pig?

With a simple sentence, everyone in the pavilion is playing tricks, and she is the only one sitting on the Diaoyutai. How can such a scheming be done by a fool?
"In fact, these four poems are all excellent works. If you really want to compare them, I think the plum blossom poems belonging to the second lady are even better."

As soon as Feng Feilang said this, Liang Jiaying and Xia Yuhan's expressions were different. Liang Jiaying's face was extremely ugly, she gritted her silver teeth secretly, and she already secretly hated Xia Yuhan in her heart!
And Xia Yuhan's brows were indeed beaming with joy, her face was blushing even more, and when she raised her eyes to meet Feng Feilang's elegant and handsome face, she was even more flustered.

He guessed in his heart: This Feng Shizi has praised her in public several times, is it possible?Could it be that he—

Thinking of this, Xia Yuhan didn't dare to continue to think wildly, but the joy between his brows was beyond words.

But Li Xinrou and Jin Huixin will be much calmer, not to mention that Xia Yuhan and Liang Jiaying's plum blossom poems and peony poems are the most outstanding among these poems.

Even if not, they can't pass them in front of Liang Jiaying and Xia Yuhan. When getting along with the children of these aristocratic families, they have to be tolerant in everything. Their parents have warned them more than once, and of course they dare not forget them.

But the two of them felt a little bit regretful, a good-looking family like Feng Shizi was really rare, and they only blamed that when he appeared, the two of them had already finished their poems.

At this time, Liang Jiaying looked at Xia Qingge viciously. There was a fire in her heart, and she just happened to take this trash.

With a cold smile, Liang Jiaying said to Xia Qingge: "We're just focusing on judging, sister Qingge's poems haven't been written yet, so our game is not over!"

Xia Yuhan was very disgusted with Liang Jiaying's refusal to admit defeat, but thinking that this was an excellent opportunity for Xia Qingge to make a fool of herself in public, of course she couldn't miss it.

So she also hastily echoed: "Really, I forgot that big sister hasn't written poems yet."

Xia Yuhan smiled at Xia Qingge, and said sweetly: "Big sister, Prince Feng is here today, so you should write a poem for the prince to see. If your sister's poems can be approved by the prince, let's see who in the capital How dare you say that Big Sister is an illiterate waste."

Xia Qingge sneered inwardly, see?Is he planning to let Feng Feilang see himself making a fool of himself?

Although the previous Xia Qingge could read some characters and was quite interested in calligraphy, it was because of his lack of natural instincts, so learning everything was half-baked.

Of course she, Xia Yuhan, knew that Xia Qingge couldn't understand everything in poetry, poetry, and Fu, and asking her to write poems would only make her look ugly in front of everyone.

Liang Jiaying sang along: "Sister Han'er said, did you think about Sister Qingge's poem? Looking at Sister Qingge's carefree appearance, I think she had planned it long ago."

Xia Qingge closed her eyes, turned to look at Liang Jiaying, and hummed inwardly!It was Miss Xia just now, but now the time has been changed to Sister Qing Ge!
Nothing to show gallantry, either rape or steal!
"Sister Liang was joking. You also know that I'm not very interested in poetry and poetry. How can I be as good at it as you ladies are now?"

Seeing Xia Qingge's face darken, Li Xinrou thought that she must be afraid of making a fool of herself in front of Prince Feng, so she was very nervous, and hurriedly said: "Sister Qingge, don't be humble, we don't believe that Sister Qingge will be so For such a generation without talent, my sister should let Feng Shizi and our sisters open their eyes."

Singer Xia Qing was holding a glass of wine, his eyes were lowered, as if he was dodging, not wanting to make a fool of himself in public.

Xia Yuhan saw Xia Qingge like this, and hurriedly showed a gentle and friendly look on his face: "Sister, don't be afraid, everything is with my sister, even if the poems written by my sister are difficult to wait for, my sister will keep them like treasures." , I want to frame it and stick it on the wall.”

But she was extremely contemptuous in her heart, she would definitely keep it well, not only did she want to keep it, but she also wanted to let the people in the capital know how pure trash this Duke's Mansion is.

From this point of view, how will Xia Qingge hold his head up in front of people in the future?

Xia Qingge suddenly raised his head and looked at Xia Yuhan gratefully: "It's my sister who loves me the most. Since my sister wants my sister to write a poem so much, then my sister should agree to my sister's request, but I will leave this poem to my sister for safekeeping." .”

As soon as Xia Yuhan heard it, she knew that Xia Qingge had tricked her, so she hurriedly said with a smile, "That's natural. Since my sister wrote the poems, my sister will definitely take good care of them."

Xia Qingge seemed to take a deep breath, picked up the wine in his hand and drank it down, then put the wine glass on the table and stood up.

When she walked to the desk, she didn't pick up the pen in time. Instead, she thought about it for a while, playing it on the spot.

The contempt in everyone's hearts was even worse when they saw this. Xia Qingge was indeed a worthless piece of trash. Most of the poems they wrote just now were ordinary works. Do you really think they can write poems immediately?

They have made countless poems with the theme of flowers, and they can easily come up with it after thinking about it casually, but it's no wonder that Xia Qingge couldn't make a fool of himself on the spot.

After a little thought, Xia Qingge picked up the pen and began to write, swiping the pen like the wind, holding his breath like a god, and swaying freely. At this time, Xia Qingge's expression no longer had the stupidity just now, but was leisurely and free.

Feng Feilang's eyes lit up even more, and then he stood up instinctively and walked over.

I saw a majestic regular script on the paper, the font was like a dragon flying into the sky, and the words were written in one go.

I saw the above writing: "Nimei smells the flowers quietly, and the mud branches hurt the bottom. The mud is like water, and it is easy to see spring green. The mud is like green, the mud is like green, and the mud is like black green."

The inscription also reads: To my sister Yuhan—Qing Ge's personal words.

"puff--"

Looking at the above poems, Feng Feilang almost couldn't help laughing out loud, but then he held back and looked up at Xia Qingge, who was as if nothing had happened, with a hint of surprise.

Seeing this poem, he understood Xia Qingge's intention, and knowing that it was inconvenient for him to say more, he whispered in her ear: "Miss Xia is amazing."

Xia Qingge raised his eyebrows lightly, and returned him a faint smile.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly gathered around and looked at the poem curiously.

Li Xinrou glanced at it and sneered and said mockingly: "Excuse me, Miss Xia's song is also a poem about plum blossoms, but it doesn't convey the meaning. It seems to be quite different from sister Han'er's poem about plum blossoms."

(End of this chapter)