Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 41

"Students outside, why don't you come in after class?"

Feng Feilang saw the dozens of pairs of eyes staring at him below, with that faint smile still on his face, but he was already extremely bored in his heart.

If the old man hadn't forced him to come here, he would never have taken this muddy water.

Just when he was about to say something to suppress the boiling scene, he saw a woman standing outside, she was standing outside the hall as quietly as a virgin, the sun shone down, and the moon white dress she was wearing was long There was a halo in the reflection of the skirt, and the small face was not clear because it was standing in the backlight, but Feng Feilang felt that those eyes were very familiar.

Following Feng Feilang's gaze, everyone turned around to look at the door, and Xia Qingge became the focus of the audience in an instant.

Damn it, Xia Qingge cursed inwardly, if she had known that Feng Feilang could see her, she would have turned around and left without hesitation.

In desperation, she stepped in and blessed herself slightly: "Student, please greet Master."

Only then did Feng Feilang really see the woman's appearance. The woman's facial features were exquisite, and her face was as white as jade. When she walked in, almost all the people in the hall showed amazement.

Even Feng Feilang couldn't help but praise in his heart, this woman is indeed charming.

"Get up, are you here for calligraphy and painting class today?"

"Yes."

Feng Feilang searched the hall and looked around, and finally found that every table and chair was fully occupied.

"Why don't you just sit here with me," Feng Feilang pointed to a desk next to him, which is where the master usually corrects homework.

Xia Qingge looked in the direction he was pointing at and nodded slightly: "How is this possible? If it takes up the teacher's space, wouldn't there be no room for the teacher to review the students' works later? If not, the students will not be able to take calligraphy and painting classes today .”

When she said this, all the women in the hall were delighted. Just now when Feng Feilang told Xia Qingge to sit on his desk, they all felt unhappy for a while.

Why can she sit there?
At this time, a woman's crisp voice came from the crowd: "Which house does this lady belong to, why have I never seen it before?"

"Yeah, I've never seen it before." At this time, the woman sitting next to her also spoke.

Hearing their voices, Xia Qingge glanced over lightly, and it was Liang Jiaying and Li Xinrou who were talking.

Most people wouldn't recognize her attire today, and Xia Yuhan, who was sitting next to them, just glanced at her in a daze, then turned her head away with a trace of displeasure.

At this time, Xia Yuhan was extremely upset. Originally, she was very surprised and happy that Feng Shizi was teaching here today. Thinking of Feng Shizi's praise for her plum blossom poem that day, she had a hunch that Feng Shizi must have something for her. What's special is that now he has become his wife again. Isn't this a fate destined by heaven?

However, when she was in her happiest moment, such a number one person appeared, especially when she saw this woman's appearance, she felt deeply threatened.

Xia Qingge saw everyone's doubts, she turned around and said softly to Feng Feilang, "The student is Xia Qingge from the Duke of Xiuguo."

"what?"

Most of the people in the hall knew Xia Qingge, and even those who didn't know each other had heard of Xia Qingge's name to some extent. How could the beautiful woman standing in front of them today be Xia Qingge?

Even Xia Yuhan had a tinge of disbelief, but after listening carefully to her voice, she slowly began to believe it.

This voice is so familiar, she can't even dream of killing the owner of this voice, how could she hear it wrong?

Xia Qingge?How can she become so beautiful?Xia Yuhan was jealous just now, but now her heart has become cruel and vicious.

She absolutely does not allow Xia Qingge to cover up her beauty!
But at this time, the most shocking thing was Feng Feilang, he promised to present his wife for another purpose, in order to look forward to meeting the woman who aroused his interest, and today she is standing in front of him, But he was completely different from the appearance he remembered.

At this time, the light radiating from her body is probably unmatched by all the women in the capital. Now that she is young, if she lives in two or three years, what kind of beauty will she be in Jinghua after Jiji?
Feng Feilang smiled softly after recovering, staring at Xia Qingge with a faint smile deep in his eyes.

"Since you are a student here, you don't have to be polite, Miss Xia. Sit down."

"Thank you, Master." Xia Qingge didn't refuse any more, and he was slightly blessed, almost sitting next to Feng Feilang's case under all the envious and jealous eyes.

After she sat down, she looked up at Feng Feilang. She didn't expect Feng Feilang to look at her with a smile when she raised her head just now. Seeing him nodding slightly, Xia Qingge's mouth curved into a polite smile.

"Now that the students are all here, let's paint with poems today. The poem is the one I have in hand. You can think about it for a while after reading it, and then it will start and end at noon."

Everyone looked up, only to see the white paper that Feng Feilang held up in his hand.

"Chaoping road with sand. Several birds chirping to complain about the years, and it is a desolate time at the end of the world! The white dew collects the waning moon, and the breeze disperses the dawn. Ask the lotus by the bank of the green poplar embankment. Do you remember who bought wine that year?"

After reading this poem, Xia Yuhan was confident. The students in the hall had basically started to prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones, all with expressions of eagerness to try.

At this moment, Feng Feilang put the poem in his hand in front of Xia Qingge and stared at her with a deep smile: "This is the topic for today, I'm really curious how Miss Xia will deal with it?"

Thinking of Xia Qingge's cursing poem and that majestic and beautiful handwriting that day, today he has very high expectations for her.

Xia Qingge picked up the poem and glanced at it. There were flowers, wine, birds, and mountains and rivers on it. There are many things in the words that are worth guessing.

Glancing at Feng Feilang's Shunzi in his mouth, she smiled slightly: "Master will know later."

As he spoke, he picked up a pen and started drawing on the rice paper.

Everyone immersed themselves in painting, and Xia Yuhan, known as a talented woman, was the first to hand in the painting around noon. What she painted was a work nominated for "Rain Beating Lotus". In the cloudy and rainy days, the water in the lotus pond curls up with smoke, and the lotus is as pure and flawless as white jade under the white mist, setting off this picture in a fairyland, with a very beautiful and elegant atmosphere.

The most important thing is that there is a man in white standing on the wooden bridge not far from the lotus lake. Especially like a fairy who descended from the sky is full of mystery.

(End of this chapter)