Fang Peiya went back happily, and Tan Yushu was shocked.

"Sister, can Peiya really lose weight?" Tan Yushu still looked incredulous.

"Of course, as long as she is willing to work hard and endure hardship, she will definitely lose weight!" Gu Xiaowan said firmly.

Tan Yushu also nodded, and said happily: "If she can really lose weight, Peiya is absolutely beautiful!"

After being happy, there was another lament: "Sister, Peiya is too bitter! An unreliable father, a cowardly mother, and three wolf-like aunts and concubines living in Fang's family. Where, she was not eaten, which is a blessing in misfortune!"

Looking at Fang Peiya's back jumping away and listening to Tan Yushu's words, Gu Xiaowan was also lost in thought.

Yes, a Fang family is a small society. Fang Peiya cannot even fight a battle, so she is doomed to lose.

And isn't the entire capital a small society?

In this place where she can eat people without spitting out bones, how long can she offend Princess Mingdu?

A deep anxiety rushed toward her face, as if she could not breathe at any time.

In Su Ziyue's room, Xia Dong, dressed in black, reported what he had inquired about outside: "The banquet held at Ming Palace that day was just a talent show by the famous ladies, and nothing else!"

"Just the ladies performing talent?" Su Ziyue said in disbelief.

Xia Dong nodded: "Yes!"

"Nothing else?" Su Ziyue frowned.

According to Shu Min's attitude towards Gu Xiaowan, on such occasions, if you don't show Gu Xiaowan a little bit of color, it is not Shu Min!

"I haven't heard!"

"Well, at the banquet, what kind of show did the new Anping county host perform?" A girl from the countryside, who was named the county host of Anping, became a phoenix by leaps and bounds. The beauty is outstanding, the grace and demeanor, the indifferent grace between gestures, and the charm that radiates from the inside out, I am afraid that even the women in the palace will sigh.

How can Shu Min not be jealous of such a person.

Su Ziyue didn't believe it at all if she didn't make things difficult at the scene.

Xia Dong thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Master, I haven't heard that the banquet that day was very tightly hidden. It seems that everyone is secretive. Even if someone wants to talk, they just talk about the dance styles of the ladies. He tunes, the new Anping county owner has never heard of it!"

Su Zi read the brow porridge very deeply. Because of long-term thinking about the problem, his brows have been deeply twisted into a word "Chuan". Even if he stretched his brows, the wrinkles were lightly carved between the brows.

Didn't make things difficult for Xiaowan?

auzw.com Su Ziyue leaned weakly on the back of the chair, feeling a little skeptical.

Suddenly, he sat up, got up and walked out. Su Qianyue was the one who knew what happened at the banquet.

Su Qianyue was practicing calligraphy in the room, but after practicing a few pictures, she lost interest. She rubbed her sore hands, sat at the table in a daze, looked at the writing in front of her, and suddenly there was a shadow on her face. ruthless.

"Miss, the son is here!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the curtain outside the door. When Su Qianyue heard it, she hurriedly recovered, and hurriedly crumpled all the paper written on the table into a ball and threw it to the corner of the room.

And this scene happened to be seen by Su Ziyue who had just entered.

Seeing the panicked look of his sister and the crumpled waste paper in the corner, Su Ziyue glanced lightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked inside with his foot up, smiling as he walked: " What is Qianyue doing? What is missing?"

Su Ziyue looked at the pile of waste paper in the corner curiously. Seeing him curious, Su Qianyue said in a flustered expression: "Brother, it's nothing, nothing! It's just bad writing, a waste piece of paper. ."

With Su Qianyue’s excited and somewhat flustered look, Su Zi Yue's thoughts moved, and did not continue to ask what was written on the waste paper, but turned around and walked towards Su Qianyue’s desk: "Xianyue Practicing calligraphy? Let me see, how is Qianyue's calligraphy now?"

"Brother, you're ridiculing me again. You clearly know that Qianyue can do anything. Is that the word? It's a bit unsatisfactory."

"Yes, my sister is good at everything. It's this character. It's a bit ugly, but if you practice it a few times, this character will look good. Don't worry!" Su Ziyue encouraged Su Qianyue.

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Qian Yue smiled and nodded, and under Su Ziyue's sign, she picked up the pen and wanted to write a few words for Su Ziyue to see.

After a while, a few words suddenly appeared on the paper.

The pen is delicate and graceful. After reading it, Su Zi nodded approvingly and said jokingly: "The writing is really good. If someone else says that my sister's handwriting is not good, I will call it back so that he dare to look down upon it. No, my sister!"

When Su Qianyue saw that Su Ziyue also praised her writing well, she knew that she had worked hard recently, and finally had a reward, she was also very happy, holding Su Ziyue's robe, she seemed to say something unwillingly. : "Qianyue is afraid that if she doesn't practice much, she's afraid that she will be compared to others if she is in Beijing then!"

With such a sour tone, Su Ziyue still heard it for the first time: "Oh? My sister can be Wenneng dance, who would compare my sister!"

Su Qianyue was unwilling, but pouted, and refused to say: "Brother, you can help me with pointers. Are there any other weaknesses in my words?"

The topic was bypassed in an instant, Su Zi read that she was unwilling to answer, and the doubts in his heart became bigger and bigger, and the corner of the wall was crumpled into a ball of waste paper. Perhaps, he could give him a little answer.

After finally giving instructions to Su Qianyue to practice calligraphy, it was about to sunset, and the sound of rice was heard from the front. Su Ziyue excused that he had not accompanied Su Qianyue with the elders in the family for a long time, and directly took Su Qianyue away. Up.

Xia Dong followed behind, silent.

After finishing the meal, he returned to the room, Xia Dong was already waiting for him in the room.

"Master" Xia Dong stepped forward and gave the things in his hand to Su Ziyue.