Rebirth of a Fierce Husband and Fierce Wife: The Poisonous Girl Defends the Heavens

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Chapter 104: Stealing the limelight (2)

Qingxue glanced at them for a few times and then turned away. She had nothing to do with noble figures such as princes, princes, generals and ministers, so she didn't need to take them to heart. She had no intention of trying to follow a dragon or a phoenix.

Suddenly, her left foot hurt. She was caught off guard and lost her balance. She fell out and fell heavily to the ground. She breathed in pain and cursed in her heart.

The person standing on her left was Jian Qingyu, but she didn't expect that she would choose this time to do something evil.

Everyone was startled by her and all looked over, what's wrong?

The faces of the ladies hiding behind the screen all had different expressions, with contempt, disdain, and ridicule appearing on their faces one by one.

The Jian sisters looked happy and felt relieved.

Mrs. Jian was shocked to see that the person who fell to pieces was her granddaughter. She was ashamed and embarrassed and said, "Xue'er, get up quickly."

Qingxue sighed inwardly, it was really unlucky. But now that the matter has come to this, she has lost all her face and there is nothing she can do.

She propped herself up and stood up, brushing the dust off her sleeves calmly, bending her knees and saluting, her face as calm as water, "Please forgive me, little girl, I'm rude."

After saying this, he was blessed again. He calmly walked to the screen and stood up, without squinting his eyes, and his manners were as graceful as flowing clouds and flowing water.

There was no explanation, no complaint, no shame, and no crying, just calm and leisurely.

This calmness calmed the whole audience, and the expressions of all the ladies changed, and they looked at her blankly, with a hint of admiration.

The ladies nodded slightly, this Miss Jian Er is really good, she is a good candidate for the mistress.

When Mrs. Yu saw this, she couldn't help but sigh, "Mrs. Jian, you have raised a good granddaughter."

She is so calm, alert, neither humble nor overbearing, and so generous, even a young lady from a Duke's family cannot compare to her.

"I don't dare to take it." Madam Jian smiled with pride, and sighed heavily in her heart. She was the only child in the family who was pretty good, at least he could be on the stage.

It’s just her temperament... ugh!

A trace of surprise flashed in Zhong Mingxu's eyes, and he couldn't help but praise, "This is the second young lady of the Jian family? What a person."

What a special woman. Her eyes are as bright as stars, her demeanor is calm and confident, she is more noble and elegant than a princess.

Qingxue's expression remained as usual behind the screen, neither happy nor angry, and said calmly, "Young Master, thank you for your praise."

When she makes a fool of herself, she is calm, and when she is praised, she is even more calm, as if nothing in the world can upset her.

Zhong Mingxu's eyes lit up and he was really shocked.

He had seen countless women in his life, as noble as a queen, as elegant as a princess, and as lively as a princess. Even Liu Ruyan, the most beautiful woman in the capital, could not make him so stunning.

It wasn't his looks, talent, or family background that won him out, but his demeanor that remained unchanged despite the collapse of the mountains, deeply impressed him.

The corners of Jian Qingyu's mouth twitched, she was angry and annoyed, and her heart was full of sourness. She wanted to make her look embarrassed, but unexpectedly, she stole the show and suddenly became the center of everyone's attention. She even got praise from the young marquis. She

He gently smiled coldly into Qingxue's ear, "You really know how to pretend, huh."

Qingxue didn't even raise her head, her side face as bright as snow jade was slightly raised, and her whole body was exuding a cold air like an ice sculpture, "Don't envy me, you can do it too."

She said it quickly, but she said it slowly. She stepped on it hard, retaliating for retaliation. Retribution in this world is always very fast.

"Hey, what do you think..." Jian Qingyu's heart tightened, but before she could finish her words, her right foot hurt. Her mind raced, and she fell out. Her posture was very graceful, and her clothes fluttered like falling flowers.

"Thumping." There was another sound.