Princess Zhaoxue reborn

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Situ Chen sat up slightly and looked at Zhao Xue quietly, then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Looking at her expression...she had taken the pill...that is, she believed him...

The incense on the high platform was lit, and the girls and maids began to polish ink for their masters.

Zhaoxue unfolded the rice paper, picked up the brush in her bare hand, closed her eyes, thought for a moment, smiled slightly, and put down the pen.

Time passes slowly... There is silence in the Yao Nu Pavilion again. A few whispers are occasionally heard, which are more inaudible... On the high platform, the beautiful figures of the girls... their light smiles... look so beautiful...

"Mom, didn't you say you wanted her to make a fool of herself? Why are you okay now?" Leng Yue stared at Zhaoxue closely, for fear of missing her appearance of making a fool of herself, with deep resentment and unwillingness in her words.

Mrs. Qin hurriedly looked around and saw that no one else had noticed. She breathed a sigh of relief and raised her eyebrows: "Yue'er, don't be anxious. Wait a moment."

After a while, Leng Yue looked at Mrs. Qin, with suspicion in her eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Why is she still fine? Look at her look, how can she look like she is making a fool of herself? Are you lying to me?"

There was a hint of coldness in her words. When the so-called mother in front of her slapped her in public, she no longer believed it...

Qin's eyes flashed with a heavy look, and she looked at Aunt Guo, her eyes full of questions: "Aunt Guo?"

Aunt Guo looked at Zhao Xue on the high platform, her face full of anxiety and confusion. She leaned close to Mrs. Qin and replied in a low voice: "Madam, the old slave has really made all the arrangements. How could it be...if it's not that the medicine has not yet arrived?"

"It's useless. In this situation, what's the point of using the medicine after it's gone?" Mrs. Qin shouted, with a sinister look in her eyes.

He looked at Leng Yue: "Yue'er, don't be anxious, just wait." Even though he said this, he was beating a drum in his heart.

Leng Yue gave her a sinister look, then turned to look at Zhao Xue with a horrifying look.

In the cubicle, Situ Chen had a smile on his face. He was obviously in a good mood. He looked at his unmarried wife on the high platform with a dazzling light in his eyes.

Xiao Yunhan, who was opposite him, had a serious expression on his face, and a deep look flashed in his eyes. Suqin had always been prudent in doing things, how could it be...

The incense on the high platform has almost burned out, and the last ashes have fallen away, leaving nothing strange.

"Okay, the time has come. Girls, please put away your pens and write your maiden names." Grandma called out loudly.

Zhaoxue wrote her name on it, raised her eyes, and the smile on her lips became even bigger. It seemed that she had made the right bet...but she was quite confused...Why did that man...help her? Thinking of that man during lunch,

And why... marry her?

Regardless of any doubts in his heart, he still smiled, put down his pen, and together with the other girls, bowed to the judges and walked down the high platform.

Several maids walked up to the high platform and waited for a while. When the ink on the copy was completely dry, Yiyi put it away and placed it in front of the Shukui's desk, stacked with the previous ones.

"Mom, you lied to me!" Leng Yue stared at Qin with a gloomy tone.

Ms. Qin was a little at a loss. She didn't expect that her daughter would become like this, which made her a little scared. She also felt a little guilty in her heart. She looked at Aunt Guo and said in a low voice: "I want you to look good when I go back, Leng Yu."

If that girl makes another mistake, you won't be able to live anymore. Give me more weight and make that smelly girl look ugly during the game."

Grandma Guo was shocked and hurriedly responded. She looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to her, so she walked away.

"Yue'er, please be patient. It won't be too late to deal with that stinky girl Murong Zhaoxue tomorrow. Today, we'll deal with that stinky girl Leng Yu first, okay?" Ms. Qin looked at Leng Yue again and comforted her softly.

Leng Yue glanced at her, said nothing, and looked towards the high platform again.

Mrs. Qin sighed secretly. She originally only had two children, Yi'er and Yue'er, but now she can't have children. These two children will be her support for the rest of her life. However, both of them are unhappy masters!

There is already a girl sitting on the high platform.

Then...the fifth round...the sixth round...

In the seventh round...Nangong Liyuan was present, and she attracted everyone's attention. In the last round...Yan Suqin was present, and the person who paid the most attention to her was the warm yellow figure in the cubicle.

"Okay, the names of all the girls are in front of Lord Shukui. Please wait for a quarter of an hour. Next, our ten judges will select the first to tenth place." The nanny on the high platform shouted with a smile.

, stood quite dignified, and after speaking, he bowed to the ten judges and stepped off the high platform.

Ten judges divided the full stack of words into ten pieces, that is, sixteen pieces per person.

He sat down and looked at it carefully. Each judge selected the best copy.

After a while, several judges still had two or three calligraphy copies in their hands, including Qin Kui and others, who had not studied calligraphy and painting much, and the several calligraphy copies they selected seemed to be almost the same.

These dozen calligraphy and painting pictures were put together, and Shu Kui and the two great scholars looked at them carefully, and finally picked out ten more calligraphy and painting pictures.

At this time, ten maids stepped onto the high platform, took the words from the hands of the judges one by one, stood in the middle of the Yao Nu Festival, and displayed them in front of everyone.

The ten judges looked at each calligraphy copy carefully, then wrote down the score of each calligraphy copy.

Finally, two maids combined the scores of the ten judges, and the one with the highest score was ranked first, and the following...

The rankings of the book competition were determined. Academician Ji took the rice paper in his hand and stood up and announced: "The results of the book competition are out. The first place is Princess Zhaoxue, the second place is Miss Mu family, and the third place is Miss Yan family.

, the fourth is Miss An, the fifth is Miss Leng, the fourth, and the sixth is Miss Nangong..."

"Miss Mu's calligraphy is obviously better than Princess Zhaoxue's calligraphy! The judgment is unfair!" A voice that was not afraid of death came from an unknown compartment.

Shukui's eyes flashed, he stood up and said quietly: "If you feel it's unfair, just come down and watch."

The voice suddenly stopped. The man was quite sensible, but he didn't have the courage to come down.

"Fair or not, if you take a closer look, you will know that the second copy belongs to Princess Zhaoxue." After the Shukui said this, he asked the maid to slowly circle around the high platform holding Zhaoxue's copy.

The maid obeyed the order, held up Zhaoxue's copy, and slowly gathered around the high platform.

There is a poem clearly written on the subtitles: "I dream of a small courtyard, with a cold breeze and a drizzle of rain. Outside the beautiful window, the sound of autumn leaves is falling wildly. The heart is shaken, and the cold leaks forever. The lonely curtain is quiet, and the tears are burning in the air. There is no reason.

The place is an embroidered mandarin quilt pillow, leisurely spending the night. Depression, affection and hatred, fighting for the youth and favor. Feeling new, haggard and old weathervane. The soul has disappeared, thinking about fun and entertainment, the smoke and waves are blocking it, and the future appointment is far away.

.I am still menstruating, and it is so boring to ask how I got forbidden."

Each word is vigorous and powerful, with the appearance of a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, but it is not written by a woman's hand.

If you look closely, you will see that there is a unique sense of dignity in the ups and downs, with a gentle and gentle feeling of a woman.

I couldn't help but marvel, what a wonderful calligraphy! It's actually more attractive than the hand of that famous artist!

While everyone was quietly admiring it, a sound came from somewhere.

"Colored pens create fragrance, and ink has fragrance."

The tone was full of admiration, with a faint smile, as cool as spring water, comfortable and melodious, and also had an alluring low tone.

The women present couldn't help but wonder how the young master could have such a voice. This man was definitely a banished immortal.

Zhaoxue was leaning on the third floor and quietly looking at the words on the high platform. Hearing this voice, the corners of his eyes raised slightly, knowing who this person was, and suddenly he evoked a smile, flashing with a slight mischievousness, but with a clear spirit.

Silk's cold voice recalled: "Master Situ, this is a wonderful compliment!"

Situ Chen raised his eyes slightly, revealed a smile, and raised his lips: "What is a wonderful compliment? I am not stingy in praising my fiancée!"

The girls, whose eyes were shining after hearing Zhao Xue's words, suddenly widened their eyes when they heard Situ Chen's words.

There are seven young masters in Tianyue Kingdom who are the best husbands in the hearts of girls who have not left the palace, namely, Situ Chen, Nangong Liluo, Su Yejin, Xiao Yunhan, Murong Zixuan, Murong Ziyi, and Xiao Yunchen.

And Situ Chen is ranked first. It is said that Mr. Situ has an immortal appearance, is talented, gentle and elegant... He is also the successor of the Tianyue Kingdom in a big family. He is as rich as the country, and there is Situ Bao... equivalent to a local emperor.

...Of course, no one will say the last sentence.

Therefore, wherever Situ Chen is, there are many bold girls chasing him.

Not many people knew about Situ Chen's participation in the Yao Women's Festival. Zhao Xue's words just now undoubtedly set off a frenzy in the hearts of all the girls; and Situ Chen's words were like a gust of cold wind, blowing away all the girls' illusions.

Zhaoxue was stunned. She never thought that Situ Chen would say this in public. She was annoyed in her heart, but she couldn't argue with it.

There was silence in the Yaonv Pavilion, and everyone had different thoughts. Apparently, Zhaoxue had become the envy and hatred of many girls.

Leng Yue and Leng Yu were gnashing their teeth. How could she, Murong Zhaoxue, be so lucky? After being the eldest princess at birth, she became Princess Zhaoxue and was favored by the Holy One. She lived her whole life without looking at other people's eyes. She was arrogant and domineering, without any thought.

Talented and without virtue; but now she has become the fiancée of Situ Chen, the first son of Tianyue Kingdom; how can the two not hate her!

"Okay, everyone, the book competition is over. The painting competition will begin next. The painting competition lasts for one and a half sticks of incense. Please invite the girls No. 1 to No. 20 and the maids to come up to the high platform!" Mammy hurriedly went up to the high platform and smiled.

announced.

Girls No. 1 to No. 20 were supported by their maids, climbed onto the high platform, saluted, and sat down.

The tables and chairs on the high platform have not been changed, but the maid has placed them with colorful ink.

Everyone was in an uproar, but no one said a word. Waiting for Princess Zhaoxue's performance in the painting competition, many people had vague expectations in their hearts. From the first Yao Women's Day, there was only Yao Jinxi, the first Yao girl.

The female has won the first place in all competitions, and no other Yao girl has won them all; but I don’t know if Princess Zhaoxue can win the first place in all competitions and become the second Yao goddess.

Ran Yuntang, the previous Yao girl, sat quietly with a strange look in her eyes. Although she was looking at the high platform, she didn't know what she was thinking.

It was nothing out of the ordinary, but suddenly, I saw a strange expression on the face of the woman sitting in the last seat.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Yan'er, Leng Yu's personal maid, saw her lady stop writing and looked a little uncomfortable, so she asked in confusion.

Leng Yu frowned deeply and felt waves of itching coming from his body, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Holding the paintbrush in his hand, he gritted his teeth and tried hard to suppress the strangeness on his body, but the itching became more and more obvious.

At first it was just between the arms, then the neck...the back...and even the whole body...

After concentrating and gritting his teeth, a streak of blood suddenly appeared between his lips, and he felt a burst of pain, but it still couldn't resist the itching all over his body.

Finally, Leng Yu couldn't bear it anymore. He stretched out his left hand, slightly lifted the sleeve on his right hand, grabbed it, and muttered: "It's so itchy..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he grabbed it, the white, tender and smooth arm would immediately appear with frightening marks and bright red marks.

Yan'er was shocked and looked at Leng Yu: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Leng Yu shook his head, knowing that his body was extremely itchy and uncomfortable, and he actually had the urge to take off all his clothes and scratch as much as he wanted.

Thinking like this, I actually did it. I only slightly lifted my sleeves, but now I lifted my sleeves violently and grabbed them as much as I could.

As soon as she made this move, everyone looked at her, shocked, curious and confused...

Yan'er panicked for a moment and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Leng Yue: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Aunt An and Nanny Li under the high platform were also shocked and looked at Leng Yue nervously.

Yan'er pulled Leng Yue to prevent her from stirring up more areas, but she didn't expect that not long after, her own body also started to itch.

After a while, the master and the servant scratched an itch on the high platform, which shocked everyone.

Leng Yue was so exaggerated that she started tearing her clothes and scratching her face.

Aunt An and Nanny Li didn't care and hurried up to the high platform to hold Leng Yue down.

The rest of the people reacted one after another. The girls who were close to Leng Yue were frightened, threw away their pens and stayed away.

There was chaos on the high platform. The grandma who was standing didn't know what to do for a moment and looked blankly at the ten judges.

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Dear friends, I'm sorry, the power here in Xiaole was out for a day today, and I didn't come until seven o'clock, so the code is missing, dear friends, please forgive me!