The noble concubine and the concubine are wildly pampered

Chapter 162

Hua Mianmian set her eyes on the three children who were thinking hard.

It is rare to see them studying so hard.

Just after thinking about it, Jun Xiuchen turned his head and said to her: "Woman, we refuse to watch. If you want to stay, then you must also write a poem."

Hua Mianmian rolled her eyes, thinking that what she just said was for nothing.

"I don't need to write poems. I'm afraid that if you write too well, you will be ashamed." Hua Mianmian raised her little chin and said brazenly.

Jun Xiuchen's small face twitched a little, and he couldn't help touching Hua Jincheng beside him with his elbow, "Hey, has your sister always been so shameless?"

It's too bragging.

Hua Jincheng glared at Jun Xiuchen, and said proudly: "My sister is always so powerful!"

Jun Xiuchen: "..."

Look at this complacency, isn't he afraid that the car will overturn later?
Even Bai Qinghao couldn't help but glanced at Hua Jincheng, how could he not know that Hua Jincheng had such a blind follower side.

"Woman, don't worry, we won't be ashamed, you should hurry up and write a poem." Jun Xiuchen said contemptuously.

Hua Mianmian looked at Bai Qingzhi with a pale face.

Bai Qingzhi coughed lightly and said, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you."

He can't cover up Mianmian.

As adults, they have to teach by precept and example.

Hua Mianmian felt a little heartbroken.

Except for her younger brother, no one believed what she said, she was just...

"Well, I'm just asking you, can I participate?"

Bai Qingyi was a little surprised.

Hua Mianmian is so courageous.

He just thought he was asking for help, but he didn't expect...

Bai Qing glanced at the three children and nodded, "Of course it's possible."

It didn't matter.

On the contrary, it can also teach these three children not to be too conceited.

If Hua Mianmian knew what Bai Qingji was thinking, she would definitely feel that this man was definitely a dark-bellied type.

That's right, how could it be possible to stand in the court if you don't have a black belly?
"Will you come first or should I come first?" Hua Mianmian raised her eyebrows and asked confidently.

Jun Xiuchen glanced suspiciously at Hua Mianmian, "You want to compose poetry before you even think about it?"

Hua Mianmian nodded.

"Woman, don't make a joke and embarrass my brother." Jun Xiuchen couldn't believe that Hua Mianmian had such ability, so he immediately reminded with a smile.

Hua Mianmian glanced at Jun Xiuchen faintly.

I was really afraid of losing face to his imperial brother, so I wouldn't let her participate just now.

This spanking brat.

Hua Mianmian was about to say something when she heard a familiar voice, "The imperial concubine is here so the sisters can find it easily."

I saw Concubine De coming with a group of harem women.

Hua Mianmian frowned in displeasure, obviously feeling disturbed.

Jun Xiuchen and the others also looked displeased.

"Why are you looking for this palace?" Hua Mianmian regained her gentle look just now, appearing a little fierce.

This kind of Hua Mianmian makes Bai Qingzhi look a lot higher.

"It's nothing important, just paying respects to the imperial concubine and empress." Concubine De replied.

Now the biggest one here is Hua Mianmian, if you don't ask her to greet you, who should you ask for.

Hua Mianmian frowned impatiently.

"Just now I heard that the imperial concubine is going to compose poetry?" Concubine Xian asked curiously.

"En." Hua Mianmian replied lightly.

"I heard that the concubine's talent is extraordinary. I wonder if my younger sisters will be lucky enough to see it?" Concubine Ru at the side finally spoke.

(End of this chapter)