After the rebirth, I lay in the arms of His Highness and won

Chapter 5 Cheating
It was rumored that he was born with an unknown nature, and his fierce fate caused the eldest lady to die of dystocia, so he refused to invite his father to see him.

But he was talented and intelligent since he was a child, and he showed his talents everywhere.

When he was eight years old, he entered the palace to congratulate the current Shengshang Qianqiu's birthday, and even won the applause from the civil and military courts of the court with the song "Shaohua Fu", surpassing all the princes in the limelight.

It stands to reason that life will usher in a turning point.

It's a pity that not long after, I suddenly contracted a stubborn disease, which could not be cured for a long time, and my bones gradually destroyed, and I became a sick child.

From then on, she stood alone like a bamboo in the corner.

"It's unbelievable to hear rumors..." she muttered to herself.

This shining and golden nobleman, so easy to rely on, was actually despised by everyone.

Tsk, what a waste.

The human heart is fleshy, but whoever loves brothers and sisters, will they die in the end?

Six years ago, only 15 years old, there should be... there is still room for redemption.

She rubbed her chin, staring intently at it and calculating.

The fiery attention caused the "prey" to frown slightly, and cast a leisurely glance.

The phoenix eyes are slightly raised, and the eyes are sparkling, with the unique greenness of young people.

She has always been a good child who obeyed her father's orders. If she had been in the past, she would have passed by in a hurry without much interaction.

But at the moment, make up your mind and try to seize every opportunity to show favor.

Her almond eyes were curved, and she immediately burst into a sweet smile that she thought no one could stop.

It's not that she's bragging, this is a magic weapon that has been used in the Marquis' mansion for several years. Even the majestic Marquis Xuanwu can't resist it.

However, the boy's eyes paused for a moment, and then he returned to the scroll without much reaction.

I was a little discouraged, and then I thought about it, how could it be so easy to cultivate a brother-sister relationship.

It doesn't matter, the future is long, keep up the good work.

"Little sister, what are you mumbling about?" Chu Ye nudged her, "Go back to your seat, Master is here."

"Oh……"

He took his seat absent-mindedly, looked at the old master with white beard and white hair, and suddenly came back to his senses.

Oops, I forgot to inquire about the schoolwork.

Holding a ruler in hand, Mr. Ge cleared his throat:
"Old rules, start spot checks from the youngest."

She moved her hips calmly, trying to hide behind the crowd.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw that the little bun with the pale pink flower beads on it was swaying from side to side, as if trying to hide it, so he raised his voice and said:

"Yun Jiuqing—"

The little bun froze, and Ge Fuzi seemed to see a small bud that was slowly withering.

The little girl stood up hesitantly, with a flattering smile on her face.

The old gentleman straightened his expression, and hardened his heart: "It's two or three days longer than others, so I should be familiar with it. Come on, memorize it."

"Master, forgive me, the student fell into the water and hurt his head, so his thoughts are a little slow..."

While making excuses, she thought, if she asked which song to recite at this moment, would Elder Ge be so angry that he vomited blood on the spot.

"Just think about it if you are slow, the old man is not in a hurry."

Turning around and pacing to the lecture, picked up the porcelain cup, and slowly blew the tea foam.

She took the opportunity to kick the low stool in front of her.

Chu Shutong looked back angrily: "Hiss—you do..."

"What poem?" she asked under her breath.

After so many years of morning classes, it was the first time someone asked for help, and it was the one who had never been right.

The proud Miss Tong couldn't help being dazed.

"Hurry up, don't you remember?" Suspicious expression.

""Han Guang"." He rolled his eyes angrily.

Maybe it really broke my brain, how could I even have to remind the title of the poem.

"Chinese……"

After searching for a moment, there was still nothing, and he hurriedly kicked the low stool again.

"Hey, you—"

"The first sentence, hurry up..." Urging furiously, she saw Ge Fuzi put down the teacup and raised the ruler again.

(End of this chapter)