The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort

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The person who spoke was the owner of the Rongya County of Christine's family. She was beautiful and gentle, and her eyes turned to the black youth on the Qingsong.

Another woman echoed: "It is exactly what I said, and I don’t know who this year’s rabbit lantern will fall into."

The owner of Rongya County smiled and said: "Whenever I do, I will start with a head and make a picture."

The surrounding noble women are even claimed to be, the scorpion comes up with Huimo and Xuan paper, and the Rongya County lord is actually a talented person. When it is known that today is definitely better than Jiang Susu, this is another way to draw, and painting is only a matter of time. Soon, the scorpion slowly unfolded the rice paper, and the Jungiya County chief put aside the pen: "The ugly."

She painted a pair of spring plum figures. There is a trunk in the snow. The trunk is covered with thick snow. Nothing can be seen. Two butterflies stay. I want to come to be attracted by the aroma of plum blossoms covered with snow.

This painting worker does not count anything. It is good for the artistic conception, the composition is clever, and when the scrolls are unfolded, they will win the praises of everyone. On the main surface of Rongya County, there was a glimmer of smugness. He also quietly glanced at the black youth on the next door and found that the other party only bowed his head and drank tea. He did not look at it and could not help but be disappointed.

On the Qingsong scorpion, the five emperors supported the chin and said to the confession: "The painting of the director of Rongya County is interesting, and the temper is also very cute." The words looked inexplicable, but in fact there was a hint of temptation. The main body of Rongya County is the jewel of Prince Gong. If it is favored by the owner of Rongya County, Prince Gong will inevitably become a booster.

Xuanyuan smiled and shook his head: "Is it? I think the frame is a little impetuous."

The five emperors blinked, meaning deep and profound: "The eyes of the eight brothers have always been high."

Just after this, the surrounding area has fallen into silence. In the past, all the ladies and women have volunteered to show themselves. Because of Chiang Susu’s reasons, I don’t want to fight for the first place. It’s just an excellent deal if you can seize the opportunity. This year, because of the Eight Emperors and Jinying Wang, the two of them are the Emperor of the Emperor who is not provoked by dust, and the one is the princely prince who is extremely cold, and he is extremely excellent. The noble ladies seem to be shy, and no one is actively speaking. .

Jiang Wei is still on the wall, but he hears a squeaky voice from his side: "Since the Rongya County leader has started, I am coming."

It’s Xu Ruojun who is talking. He heard her words. Several people at the same table have a strange look in addition to Jiang Wei. Xu Ruoxuan is so arrogant in the weekdays. For these competitions, there is no interest in jumping over the clowns. Why did he make such a proposal today?

Only Jiang Yan’s eyes flashed a glimpse of it. Xu Ruo’s appearance in this way must be the heart’s love for Jin Ying Wang Xiao Yu. The woman always wants to show her best side in front of her sweetheart. How can Xu Ruoxuan rise in the middle of the week and always be an ordinary girl in front of the people he likes. Thinking of this, Jiang Wei had a bit of admiration for Xu Ruoxuan. It is not that all women have the courage to put down the shelf in front of their sweethearts, and only wish to bloom for him.

Xu Ruoxuan's behavior, the surrounding ladies are also somewhat surprised, they are frequent visitors on the exquisite, Xu Ruoxi did not participate in the past, this year's Turkic, a strange time.

The director of Rongya County smiled and said: "What does Miss Xu want?"

The talent did not stipulate that the man on the Qingsongyu had no interest in the rabbit lanterns. It was only in women who played such a game. The noble ladies on the exquisite show their own things, and finally they won the most praised people on the Qingsong.

Xu Ruo's face was flushed, quite uncomfortable, but he tried to maintain his frosty expression: "Since it is a festival, write a word."

Xu Ruoxuan is the daughter of a bachelor's degree in the Imperial Academy. He is a well-known scholar of the book, and he has been immersed in the book. The word is quite good. She is still younger than this year. When she comes up with a paper and a wolf, she writes it almost without hesitation.

Writing is taboo, she writes in the clouds, and her expression is extremely focused. Xu Ruoxi himself is also a beautiful girl, only too lonely in the weekday, teaching people to ignore her facial features. At this moment, I am immersed in the world of writing with one heart and one mind. Without the chill, the five senses are only soft, but there is also a special feminine.

Many people on Qingsong have paid attention to her, and some young sons said: "It’s really talented, the book is the best!"

When Xu Ruoxuan put aside the pen, the nephew showed her the words written in front of everyone, just a simple "fu" word, the partiality of the atmosphere, the unpredictable and simple. They all said that they saw words like people. The last life had suffered in the Eight Emperors. Jiang Wei did not believe this now, but when she read this word, she could not help but praise her.

Although the writing is somewhat old-fashioned, it is square and atmospheric. At first glance, it is righteous and sorrowful. Xu Ruoyi is like this word. He is a person who dares to love and hate.

All of you have read the book, and naturally understand whether Xu Ruoxi wrote whether it is good or not, and they all applauded. Zhao Weidao: "If the word of Ruoqiang has improved, look at it. I see this Beijing, only the words of the Eight Emperors can compare with it."

"What is this?" Dong Yinger smiled and said: "If we are a woman, the eight emperors are men, men and women, the eight emperors are not cheap?"

The crowd laughed again, and in a sigh of praise, Xu Ruoxuan quietly glanced at Qingsong, and then frowned, his eyes dimmed.

Jiang Wei looked in the eyes. As usual in the past, Jin Ying Wang was the dream of the entire Da Jin Dynasty woman. Unfortunately, Xiao Yu was an incomprehensible piece of wood.

Xu Ruoxuan returned to her seat. Her behavior has already reminded many young sons on the Qingsong, but she was unhappy after she returned to her seat. She turned a blind eye to those who admired and flattered many good intentions.

After Xu Ruoyi passed, there was a woman who smiled and asked who should be next, but there was a jade jade with the owner of Rongya County and Xu Ruoxi, who would not be willing to be the ugly person behind.

In a silence, there was a cautious voice sounding: "Second sister, you are not playing the piano very well, if you also play a bomb, Dan Niang wants to hear you play the lyre."

Jiang Shuguang was slightly converged and looked at the person who spoke. Jiang Dan’s uneasy look at his clothes was a bit scary. But in the end, I said what I said.

Sitting on her side, Jiang Susu looked at Jiang Dan with a strange look, and then his face was reddish: "Dan Niang, what kind of lyre will I play?" The light is full of anxiety, and it is as shocking as the deer.