Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter

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Updated: 2014-03-27

"What poem is Sanmei talking about? Would you like to say it so that we all appreciate it?" Mo Xuemin looked proud of the young ladies who were washing their hands in threes and twos, and couldn't help laughing.

"The elder sister joked. Where can I write any poems, I just recognize a few words and I can't talk about the combination of writing poems. Looking at the speed of the elder sister, I know that the elder sister must be good. In the future, the elder sister can be sure. If you want to teach your sister, you don't need to have a palace banquet like this, and you will lose your sister's face. "Mo Xuetong smiled like a flower, deliberately raised her voice to compliment.

She wrote it really casually, and today Mo Xuemin must be worthy of the top spot.

In this case, Mo Xuemin is very useful, pretending to be gentle and caring to Tong Xuexue: "Sanmei can't write or blame you. He used to be in Yuncheng before, and his father was busy with business, and even a cricket didn't help you please It ’s normal to not understand a lot of things. When my father is not so busy these days, my eldest sister proposes to my father to find a nun to train you. "

The lady of the big family, who is not a devil when she is very young, not only teaches her rules of conduct, but also teaches all kinds of ways for the wife, for the way of the concubine, learning the theory of the family, women training women ring Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting ....... That is not to start from elementary school, let's talk about how big it is, how can it be too late.

Who wants to marry a woman who doesn't understand anything and who his father loves, and of course he doesn't want a daughter-in-law who is useless to the family.

So when Mo Xuemin was finished speaking, the wife who heard Mo Xuemin's words looked at Mo Xuetong's eyes with disdain. Several even looked carefully at Mo Xuemin, a talented niece, and still loved by his father. The lady who might even become a niece is actually very popular.

Seeing the eyes of several ladies fell on him, Mo Xuemin smiled more tenderly and more generously, and the elation of his face just passed away. There was only a gentle and humble smile, sitting there with a generous look. The lady nodded secretly, thinking or could send someone to explore the tone in Mofu,

"Thank you, elder sister." Mo Xuetong didn't take any notice. The smile on her face was pure and childish, which made people feel good. "No wonder I always hear people say that elder sister is so talented. So good poetry is also written by elder sister Yes, it's amazing! If I must be unable to make such a good poem in ten days and a half months, just glance at it, I feel that my tongue is fragrant. "

The higher you hold, the harder you fall!

With such a sincere smile, and so much effort to tout Mo Xuemin, several family members living on the edge of the family have long been unwilling.

This time the palace feast mainly consisted of officials of Sanpin and Sanpin, as well as after all the merits, Mo Huawen was not after the meritorious service, but from Sanpin's official office, so he could come, and Sima Heyan could come because she was a meritorious service. Later, these days Sima Lingyun is asking for his position as Houye.

It is reasonable to say that the old town Guohou has been dead for a long time, Sima Lingyun ’s town Guohou Shizi should have been promoted to become a town Guohou, but for various other reasons, the emperor has never mentioned it, and his men dare not say anything, Sima Hou Shizi from Lingyun's township was twenty years old.

However, tonight, there is news in the palace that Sima Lingyun may become the new town prince, so not only does Sima Lingyun come today, but also his sister, Sima Heyan, who is not in front of him When he came out, Mrs. Zhen Guohou did not come because she was not well.

Sima Heyan likes poetry very much, because Sima Lingyun has not yet been promoted to Zhen Guohou, so she is a little bit behind. She happened to be sitting on Mo Xuemin's side, listening to Mo Xuetong's praise of Mo Xuemin's poems, and she was also curious When I got up, I turned to smile and asked, "What kind of poem did Miss Mo write? Let us all listen to it."

The other ladies and ladies sitting next to each other also asked inquisitively.

Mo Xuemin was so proud that he was about to speak his own poem, but when the light in the corner of his eye saw Mo Xuetong's sincere and beautiful face, he woke up soberly and closed his mouth tightly. It wasn't the incompetent Mo Xuetong at the time, nor was it the three sisters who believed in themselves wholeheartedly. They had lost in her hands in the previous few confrontations. This time, there must be no bad things.

"The three sisters are very polite. Whenever I write something good, I just think about it and write it, and I can't afford the praise of the ladies." Mo Xuemin lags behind, and re-pretends to pretend to be warm. Wan humility.

"Sister, you're welcome. You don't see such good poems. You can learn how to learn high school at a glance." Mo Xuetong didn't plan to let her through the door so easily. The smile on her lips was more sincere and delicate. He shuddered at her horns, and said proudly.

This **** little **** didn't know what the idea was, but she had to let her tell the poem. Although Mo Xuemin didn't understand what she meant, she had a long alarm bell in her heart. She also intended to be at the banquet. Zhan Fengmang made everyone pay attention to her, so that Mo Huawen had to pay attention to her, but because of Mo Xuetong's run, she always felt that there was something wrong. Without knowing Mo Xuetong's eyes, she definitely wanted to It should not change.

In the first few steps, she lost in Mo Xuetong's hands because she was too anxious.

That poem was accidentally sneaked to Zhen Guohou Mansion while waiting for him in Sima Lingyun's study room. She picked up his collection of poems randomly and saw it, then Yan Li ’s poems were more like a little girl writing. So he kept his mind, and deliberately wrote the poems in his heart. With the blame of Si Yun Ling Yun on himself, he would not say anything even if he knew he copied the poems.

So Mo Xuemin copied it with peace of mind. She wasn't worried that others would expose her. Of course, she didn't expect that this poem was not actually made by Sima Lingyun. To be honest, Sima Lingyun's own collection of poems, that is, One or two were written by himself, others were either looking for gunmen, or they were picked up from them. He usually did not read them. Even if he placed the poem in front of him, he did not necessarily know that he wrote the poem.

Mo Shimin agreed with this poem and wanted to take advantage of it to show it here. Sima Lingyun's poems cannot be used in public. The family members here, who are proficient in poetry, see her in this poem. With the poems in the style of Yun Li's boudoir, she will be deeply impressed, or she will have a good impression.

With this opportunity, she would like to talk about pros in the future, or have the opportunity to marry into the Prince's Mansion, and also be a high-ranking family. , The prince, the four major mansions, as long as there are children in these families fancy themselves, with her bright beauty, marrying a good one is not just around the corner.

At that time, she must step on the **** Mo Xuetong under her feet, let her lie under her feet, and beg for pity! My heart is proud, and my face becomes more gentle and apologetic.

"There is no good poem. It is just a random work. Sanmei, don't say it anymore. Besides, people should think you deliberately advertised your elder sister." Mo Xuemin laughed.

Mo Xuemin would really pretend, Mo Xuetong sneered. Although she covered up well, the pride of her eyes overflowed.

Anyway, she's not in a hurry. Today, she doesn't want to have trouble, but some people can't wait. There will be a good show waiting for her!

Next Mo Xuetong didn't say anything, because the poems of many family members were passed down, and they watched or shook their heads or nodded. The focus was not on the conversation just now. Only Sima Heyan wanted to talk to Mo. When Xue Min talked about poetry, she laughed and fiddled with it. When she saw that she was really not interested in talking, she let go and paid attention to the poem in her hand.

Under the light of Yingying, a group of beauties, holding poems, sitting, or standing, talked with each other and talked about the good and bad, the family members on the right island warmed up. The scenery is so beautiful, there are still a few really concerned about the poems in their hands, and then think of what they are evaluating or their own poems, and think of some beautiful women who are talking about themselves, this heart is not just hot, the whole To jump out and get excited.

The eyes on the left island were more eager.

Feng Ranran randomly picked up a poem note in his hand, and didn't look at it, but gave it to You Yuecheng. He patted his shoulder with a smile and said, "You Shizi looked at this poem. The work of the young lady in the boudoir is a good work in these few articles, and you see. "Passing the poem.

You Yuecheng was talking to a housekeeper in a low voice, and when Feng Fengran passed a poem to him, he reached out and took it with a smile, and said, "Since His Highness Xuan is also good, I really want to see what it is. Such a woman writes such thick and beautiful poems. "

The inner servant retreated from his side. He picked up the poem in his hand, turned it over, and passed the poem to the next one, "Qin Gongzi, you are the second-best in the upper world. Look at this lady's poem. how is it?"

He thinks this poem is not good, but since Feng Yanran said it was okay, of course You Yuecheng would not touch the mildew in the face, and went on speaking. Xuan Wang is really not worthy of the unification, but the daughter of the girl moaning without illness, what is good?

"You Shizi doesn't feel good?" I didn't expect the one who didn't plan to let him go, his face turned up, and he stood up fiercely, his handsome evil eyes were enchanted, his face was not good-looking. Some of the young masters immersed in the beauty fragrance of the fans were all shocked, especially when they saw that His Highness Xuan was standing up, and the noise suddenly stopped.

When he came, the elders in the family told him in particular that he must not mess with the moody Highness King Xuan. Although he was not doing his job properly, he was the emperor's most beloved prince and no one could offend him.

Seeing the wind taint inexplicably angry, You Yuecheng frowned secretly. This one was really moody. Fortunately, he also went through the strong wind and waves, put down his cup, stood up and respected the wind and dyed the bow and salute, raised his head. Laughing: "It's not that Yuecheng feels bad, but I really don't understand these, but the words are too beautiful, almost like romance, but it is rare to see, so please comment on Qin Gongzi."

He said gently, with a humble smile on his face, and explained the matter clearly in a few words. The look of a family son comforting and elegant was very popular.