Silly Concubine: Buy One Get One Free

Chapter 148

When Dongfang Wenying heard the completely different voice of discussion from her own, she was so stunned that she vomited blood, so she couldn't help looking at Yuwen proudly.

Is he here to steal the limelight from her?It's not enough for her to be pushed to the forefront, so he also wants to join in the fun?

Dongfang Wenying's eyes were full of resentment, without the slightest sense of gratitude that Yuwen proudly wanted, which made him very puzzled, and he couldn't help lip-syncing to her: "What's the matter?"

"have a finger in the pie!"

Dongfang Wenying replied these four words.

The two of them just opened their mouths without making a sound, and the rest of the people couldn't hear what the two of them said, as if they were whispering.

Yuwen proudly became even more proud, and looked at Bai Yunfei.

But Bai Yunfei didn't care at all, he just said to Yuwen when he sat down proudly: "Brother Yuwen, I never thought you would love Brother Dongfang so much, do you like him very much as a man?"

"That's none of your business."

Hearing the sarcasm in Bai Yunfei's words, Yuwen was proud and blunt. He felt that Bai Yunfei was just jealous of him.

Qingye couldn't help pacing in the meditation hall when she heard Yuwen Aoran and Dongfang Wenying's words.

This matter was left alone for the time being, and the task of finding the two senior sisters was handed over to the members of the third and fourth groups to complete.

Dongfang Wenying and Yuwen are proudly in the same group. They were also punished for fighting with their senior sister privately, that is, they went to the Zangshu Pavilion to copy scriptures for punishment, and they were not allowed to leave until dawn.

Dongfang Wenying was very unconvinced about being punished, but she had no choice but to sit in front of the long table in the Library Pavilion, put paper, ink, brush and inkstone, and start copying books.

She has never been good at writing with a brush, and the characters she writes are the same as those made by a turtle crawling out.

Yuwen Aoran is different. He studied in the Royal Academy since he was a child, and the Taifu has very high requirements for calligraphy, so Yuwen Aoran's calligraphy is naturally smooth and beautiful.

When he saw the scripture copied by Dongfang Wenying, the handwriting was very scribbled, he couldn't help but click his tongue: "Have you ever read a book?"

"You take care of me, take care of yourself!"

Dongfang Wenying covered the scriptures she had copied to prevent Yuwen from looking at it proudly, and the cute look with her pink lips curled up made Yuwen proudly stare infatuated.

"You know? I just like you the way you are now, a little self-willed, like a real girl."

"Damn! Yuwen proudly, you are a prince, are you planning to marry a man back in the future, and make your emperor father mad?"

Dongfang Wenying really couldn't understand Yuwen's proud taste.

"If it's true love, why not?"

When Yuwen proudly said these words, he didn't feel ashamed at all, but Dongfang Wenying was completely defeated by him, so he simply changed the table and continued to copy the text, instead of being with Yuwen proudly.

The stuttering manager of the Library Pavilion also intervened: "You...you...two...if you can't...copy...the scriptures...just...get out!"

It was already difficult for the stuttering management to speak, and it was even more difficult for the two of them to speak a complete sentence for a long time.

Dongfang Wenying also said mischievously: "I...know..."

The administrator wanted to beat her up, but he was afraid that he would lose face if he couldn't beat her, so he swallowed his anger and left the desk, ignoring the two of them.

Yuwen also calmed down proudly, because the two of them had too many scriptures to copy, and if they didn't seize the time to copy, they might not be able to finish it at dawn.

The two sat at different long desks and copied the scriptures. On the table was a large stack of thread-bound scriptures that needed to be copied, and there was also an oil lamp, which was convenient for the scribes to copy the books all night.

(End of this chapter)