Good luck of rebirth

Chapter 321 Confrontation (2)
"Punishment for what?" The voice was faint, like the gentle fragrance of a butterfly's wings falling on a flower.

Everyone just felt their hearts sway, as if there were fireworks blooming in the chest cavity.

Princess Tsinghua's expression was sharp, and thin ice appeared faintly: "Don't Miss Mo Wu know the rules of Wenhua Poetry Club? Those who are late will be punished to write poems. If they are not talented enough, it's okay. Just punish yourself with three cups."

three cups?

Princess Tsinghua thought of the wine glass that held the wine, like a big bowl, not to mention three glasses, just one glass, it would be perfect for her small body, and she would definitely not be able to resist it. Things, that's extremely embarrassing.

"Punish wine!" Jin Hao protracted his voice, seeming to choose fine wine. Princess Tsinghua became more and more convinced that Jin Hao was just a beautiful porcelain vase, and the princess's flower viewing feast was just a howl. Miss Mo Wu is just an arty who knows two poems.

Immediately, he called the waiter and prepared a ridiculously large white jade wine cup. Jin Hao sat with a smile and stood upright, like a cold plum blossoming resolutely in the cold winter. When the white jade wine cup was filled with aged wine, Jin Hao The smile on his lips grew stronger, he took the ridiculously large wine cup, and put it on his cherry lips: I always meet these inexplicable women, but I never want to wrong myself, Jin Hao raised her head and drank it down Exhaustion... strong wine is like fire, how can it be compared to the burning flames.

Xie Mingyou frowned slightly: No way, Mo Jinhao would accept the punishment. She is the fifth young lady of the Mo family who is famous in the capital.

Xie Mingyou's eyes fixed on Jinhao, paying attention to her every move, trying to see the slightest from her subtle movements. It is undeniable that although Mo Jinhao is young, his drinking movements are very graceful and fair. The slender neck was raised slightly, showing a kind of unrestrained freedom, her cheeks were blushing from the strong alcohol, her beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed, she lost the calmness and sharpness of the past, and became more soft and charming.

Feminine?

Xie Mingyou was surprised by his choice of words, how could he use such a feminine word as soft and charming on Mo Jinhao, she is only a ten-year-old girl, not yet an adult.

However, it is undeniable that Mo Jinhao at this time needs to be so gorgeous and strong, and when she matures, she does not know how to be so beautiful and magnificent.

Although the self-punishment was three cups, the arrogance was still there, but it finally weakened the reputation of a talented woman. At this moment, Xie Mingyou felt an indescribable disappointment: The girl in front of her should not look like this.

After drinking three cups proudly, Jin Hao became a little top-heavy, her drunken eyes opened slightly, like a lazy and harmless kitten, looking at the triumphant Princess Tsinghua and said: "I'm late, Naturally, you have to accept the punishment. When you come to Wenhua Poetry Club, how can you miss the number one scholar? You are not talented, but you want to get your wish, thank you princess for making it happen."

Then she smiled, her voice was like broken ice, and there was a slight chill: "It's just the rules of Wenhua Poetry Club. Today, I want to break it. My poem has just been done, and it is saved by Mr. Ji." No matter how much you write poems, it won’t be fun. If the princess is interested, you can go to Mr. Ji to have a look. But today I plan to try my best, let’s look at the couplets at the entrance of the poetry club!”

When the words fell to the ground, the Wenhua Poetry Club fell silent: the couplet at the gate of the Poetry Club?

Isn't it the absolute left by the first president that no one has ever matched?

Look how this Miss Mo Wu has such confidence at such a young age.

I saw the girl's voice was melodious and deep: "What's so strange about the first floor? Du Shaoling's five-character masterpiece, Fan Xiwen's two characters are about love, Teng Zijing is full of waste, Lu Chunyang will be drunk after three times, poetry? Official? Confucian? Immortal? I haven't seen you before." The ancients made me weep."

The voice of the chanting woman is as gentle as an oriole, and her eyes are still as beautiful and mysterious as the stars, but in the lonely stars in the dark night, there is a desolation and aloofness that others cannot understand.

With a soft laugh, he continued: "Take a look, gentlemen, Dongting Lake is very Xiaoxiang, Yangzijiang River leads to Wu Gorge in the north, Baling Mountain comes to Shuangqi from the west, and Yuezhou City is east of Yanjiang. There is a real meaning in it, who can understand it?"

After finishing speaking, he bowed again to everyone, and said respectfully: "Today's Wenhua Poetry Club event, Mo Jinhao is drunk, he lost his composure, and couldn't stay for a long time. I would like to apologize here, and my daughter will leave first."

Princess Tsinghua glanced at the calm-looking Jin Hao, the complacency in her eyes was gradually replaced by anger, but she snorted coldly and said, "If you want to go, go, who will keep you?"

Even if she is not good at matching, she can tell that Mo Jinhao's pairing is wonderful, it can be called a peerless pairing.

"Farewell, little girl." Jin Hao didn't look at Wenhua Poetry Club, who could hear the needle drop, turned around and wiped the wine stains on the corners of his lips with the back of his hand, and walked towards the gate of Wenhua Poetry Club without looking back, only with long eyes Yes, how can you tell that her feet are sloppy, her whole body seems to be swaying... she is already drunk.

"Sure enough!" Xie Mingyou looked at Jin Hao's wobbly back, his bewitching eyeliner was slightly drawn, revealing an inexplicable smile.

The infatuation in Ye Ruoqian's eyes became more and more profound: she is stunningly beautiful, if such a woman is missed, I'm afraid it will be a lifetime of regret.

"Sister Nine Emperors." Xie Mingtan's wicked smile deepened, he stood up, looked directly at Princess Tsinghua, his eyes were indifferent, like water in a deep pool, very slowly, and said: "You are really good, really good... ..."

Those who are familiar with Xie Mingtan know that this is his expression of extreme anger. Princess Tsinghua's complexion changed, and the corners of her mouth froze, watching Xie Mingtan turn around and chase Mo Jinhao away, leaving her with a slender back.

And Ye Ruoming just let out a cold snort, and then walked away.

"Master Ye, please wait a moment...wait..." Turning around, he apologized to everyone, "Everyone... I'll take my leave first..." Holding up the hem of her skirt, she chased after Ye Ruoming.

Everyone saw the situation here just now, seeing the four of Jin Hao go out from here, whispering everywhere, but the topic they talked about was not romantic, but the absolute left by Jin Hao.

The Wenhua Poetry Club is very lively, but the outside looks a little quiet, because the Wenhua Poetry Club is an elegant place, and there are naturally no pedestrians around, but there are many carriages parked on the side of the road in front of the door. Waiting for his master.

Jin Hao just hired a carriage. It is not difficult to find the hired carriage among the carriages. The famous family does not lack money, so the carriages are mostly luxurious. Among a group of red flowers, is it right to find a green leaf? too difficult thing.

Jin Hao stepped out of the gate of Wenhua Poetry Club and took a deep breath. The late summer wind blowing on her body made her feel hotter and hotter. However, the scorching sun outside leaned against her body , as if to melt people, this heat also made her dizzy head sober.

(End of this chapter)