"Miss, you still have the heart to laugh, how awful it is to say this."
Xiu'er was illiterate before, so she stayed with An Tingyun for a while. The eldest lady taught the young master how to read and write every day. She was influenced by it and learned some simple things.
"What kind of heartless man fell in love with a girl from a poor family? The younger junior sister only pursued her husband and was abandoned. Now it's over. How can the eldest lady get married? This article was written by someone who has been stabbed a thousand times." Xiu'er was so anxious that she almost cried. Out.
"Didn't anyone say something good?" An Xiyue ignored it.
An Xiyue stood up from the dressing table, combed her hair into a simple bun, tilted a white magnolia flower hairpin, and had broken hair hanging down from her ears. Her full head of blue hair was scattered behind her like a waterfall. She wore a dress with embroidered flowers on the corners and cuffs. Begonia Flower's white dress looks so beautiful.
An Xiyue went to find her medicine bag, which contained her personal treasure. She blinked her big, clear, white eyes, her eyelashes flickering, and walked straight out.
"There are also people who envy and say that the prince is deeply affectionate and brave enough to save two infatuated girls. They also say that winning the prince's joy is a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes. In short, more people say bad things than good things."
Xiu'er chased after her: "There are still people who say that the eldest lady is a scheming girl who doesn't care about human life...die. Who said this? Let me know that I will tear his mouth to pieces."
"Why are you angry? I didn't say anything about you." An Xiyue seemed to be immune and said to Xiu'er.
"But they are talking about the eldest lady. I can't be angry."
"Did you name him?" An Xiyue asked.
Xiu'er nodded heavily and pointed to a corner of the book. The pinprick-sized characters on it were very interesting. Even Xiu'er could see it, but couldn't others?
An Xiyue held the picture book and looked at the title: "The Growth Path of An's Daughter."
"This book is really catchy to read. If these students didn't put their minds to this place and study hard, they might have become outstanding talents in the country. It would be a pity for their literary talents." An Xiyue smiled instead of being angry. , also began to criticize.
If An Xiyue's lungs were about to explode in the past, now she is not angry, but is grateful to these crazy talented people. What she has in her hand, Nangong Yuanyi also has in his hand. Where did this book come from? What is it? People have such power to compile a book overnight, after all, it is a large scale.
Nangong Yuanyi was "in a coma" when he returned from Zuixianju. He also wanted to sing a drama about saving a beauty who died of serious injuries for everyone to see.
At this time, Qinzhu Yayuan must be in a state of turmoil. Princess Yu loves her son so much that she will burst into tears when she returns home.
The only thing that made An Xiyue unhappy was that Princess Yu scolded her bloody.
Nangong Yuanyi's plan to marry her came to nothing, and An Xiyue felt a little melancholy in her heart.
After leaving Junlan Garden, An Xiyue headed towards Ruixue Garden. She came back late last night, and her grandmother was probably very anxious after hearing such rumors.
As soon as he walked into the garden, An Xiyue met An Xilin, who was also dressed in white as snow.
An Xiyue wanted to go straight over, but An Xilin blocked her way.
"Lin'er has met the eldest sister. The eldest sister made a sensation in Kyoto and became a noble girl. Lin'er is really envious."
An Xilin's soft and charming voice reached An Xiyue's ears, making An Xiyue's skin crawl.
The ridicule and sarcasm in her eyes was so obvious that she didn't even try to hide it.
