Can't you see that Xu Liangyuan has come over to her because you're ignoring her?

Cheng Xiaoxiao stomped her feet while frantically hinting at Zhu Rong with her eyes, truth be told these big eyes of hers were getting cramped.

Xu Liangyuan's footsteps were still approaching a little, Zhu Rong withdrew the rest of his eyes and deadened his heart, resting the brush in his hand on the pen holder.

Does she look like she's going to turn in her 'limerick' with ink and nothing?

I forbid it! I forbid you to fall and indulge yourself like this!

Cheng Xiaoxiao's insides were roaring, and Xu Liangyuan was only a few concubines away from Zhu Rong.

Everyone automatically got out of the way as if they were watching a good show, and quickly quieted down for a short time.

Who says hundreds of ducks can't be quiet at once? Doesn't this work?

What kind of motivation is it?

It's the ever-present soul of gossip, and the bad heart that's always intent on looking good.

No, it's really going to be too late!

Only the next moment, Xu Liangyuan was inexplicably squeezed out of the way, and the original rare calm was shattered as everyone was in disarray because of a sudden gust of wind.

So many discordant voices suddenly came from the crowd:

"Huh, Hyun-jae-hyun's poem was blown to the ground by the wind!"

"How can the wind pick up in good time?"

Because that's what I'm driving at, Auntie!

Cheng Xiaoxiao had the intention to ask Zhu Rong to take the paper ball, but Zhu Rong refused to do so, so she was like this dead horse as a living horse.

She thought of that time when Uncle Root she could manipulate stones using her spiritual power, so did that mean she could manipulate others as well?

With a thought in his mind, Cheng Xiaoxia hurriedly acted without delay.

Concentrate on one success!

Cheng Xiaoxiao stared at the paper on the table that was originally motionless, and when she blinked again, the paper had already slid down to her feet.

As the other concubines exclaimed, Cheng Xiaoxiao also made a mess and shouted a few words:

"Who stepped on Hyun-jae-soo's poetry, this maiden you lift your foot."

I don't know who stepped on whose foot first, and whose hairpin pestled whose head, anyway, the scene was extremely chaotic, and it was impossible to tell where the people were and where the poems were.

The only sound that came out of the noisy gazebo was the constant exclamations of shock:

"Don't mess up my hair!"

"Ah! Whose foot is this?"

"Your hand is touching me ......"

"Quiet down! It's not decent to make such a scene!"

The Empress Mother finally couldn't help but be angry, the concubines you helped me, I assisted you, only gradually restored the original calm, only everyone's clothes are a little messy, hairpin on the hair also looks a little shaky.

"Has anyone found Hyun-jae-hyun's poem?"

Xu Liangyuan struggled to hold the hair bun on her head that had gone askew, and asked the first thing she did after standing firmly.

Just now, so many people were looking for the poem together, Xu Liangyuan was also bumped several times, did not see anything clearly and almost fell, this will not be much slow down it.

"No."

"Perhaps it was blown away by the demon wind, it must be that Hyun-jae-yu was afraid of writing badly so she attracted this wind."

"Hyun-jae-yu is in the middle of this pavilion, so how did the wind blow away the poem? I'm afraid someone did it deliberately."

Some of the concubines just shook their heads, while some had already begun to make up Zhu Rong in a conspiratorial manner.

"All of you say less, but it's just that there are more 'coincidences' on Yun Jieyu." When Noble Consort Su's voice came out, it instantly calmed many people's hearts, and she thoughtfully said to Zhu Rong again:

"Hyun-jae-yu, look for it more carefully, and if it really doesn't work, then I'll have to trouble Hyun-jae-yu to make another song."

Zhu Rong was just about to open her mouth to say something when Cheng Xiaoxiao by her side grabbed her first:

"Xu Liangyuan, I found it! It's here with me!"

But she had caught her chance, and now she dared to come forward only after she was well prepared.

The Zhu Rong's poem that had fallen to the ground earlier had been blocked by her taking her robe with her foot in the first place, and later she had also crouched down to the ground and pretended to look for it, shaking out her own copy of the poem.

So now she was holding the very poem she had written for Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong originally had no doubts, only looking at Xu Liangyuan as she intended to take the paper in Process Xiaoxiao's hand.

Just as Zhu Rong saw clearly the handwriting written on the paper in Cheng Xiaoxiao's hand, she was so anxious that she tugged on Cheng Xiaoxiao's hand that was passed over.

Where would Cheng Xiaoxiao give Zhu Rong this opportunity, she shouted at Xu Liangyuan who was a few steps away: .

"Here! The poem written by Hyun-jae-soo is here!"

Xu Liangyuan was originally walking towards Zhu Rong, and as soon as she heard someone holding up a crumpled piece of paper and calling out, she quickly leaned towards Cheng Xiaoxiao like the fly that smells fishy.

"Bring it over to us!"

Xu Liangyuan commanded Cheng Xiaoxiao urgently, while turning her body towards the other concubines and smiling condescendingly.

"It also allows us sisters to open our eyes and appreciate Hyun-jae-yu's talent. Don't you guys think so?"

Xu Liangyuan had already walked to Cheng Xiaoxiao's side, snatched the paper from Cheng Xiaoxiao's hand, and even looked at Zhu Rong who tried to stop her on the side without hiding her dislike, turned around and left quickly.

Zhu Rong's hand, which had reached in mid-air to take away the paper in Cheng Xiaoxiao's hand, could only stop there as she anxiously tried to argue a few words.

It was just that her lips were but mumbling a few times when the Empress, who was sipping tea across the room, finally spoke up:

"Hyun-jae-yu can't still want us people to wait for some more hours, this weather is really a bit cold, it's better not to freeze your sisters."

If you're cold, don't go out!

What is the point of making all this nonsense about enjoying plums and tea?

Cheng Xiaoxiao's toes were grinding on the ground, her mouth muttering in a voice no one could hear straight to the Empress.

Zhu Rong's face stiffened as she looked at Cheng Xiaoxiao on her side, and after a pause she still spoke:

"No, that poem ......"

"Does Hyun-jae-yu think she can't get on the stage? Or are you deliberately trying to leave the ladies waiting for you? Hyun-jae-yu is so cruel!"

Cheng Xiaoxiao was afraid that Zhu Rong would say something, so she had to interrupt Zhu Rong before him.

Her words were said in an extremely unforgiving manner, so ruthless that even the group of concubines beside her sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Unbridled, it was clearly you just now ......"

Zhu Rong's face flinched when she heard Cheng Xiaoxiao's unforgiving words and pointed at Cheng Xiaoxiao with a furious shout.

"What did the slave girl do? The slave girl was just helping Hyun-jae-yu hand in that poem just now."

Cheng Xiaoxiao was not willing to show her weakness and once again pushed back with her neck, but in her heart, she silently apologized to Zhu Rong.

Sister, it's not that I have a poisonous mouth and don't show you any mercy.

It's just that it's an emergency situation. I'll explain when you're out of harm's way.

Yes, even if Xu Liangyuan didn't give Zhu Rong a moment's respite just now, Cheng Xiaoxia still did the Stealing the Sky move in full view of everyone.

That's why Cheng Xiaoxiao can't let Zhu Rong make a sound at this time, in case Zhu Rong really doesn't cooperate with her, this plan will be a small matter, she and Zhu Rong are afraid that they will be in fear of their lives.

Especially her, she had planned this whole thing, she would definitely be seen as the mastermind, and she might even be tortured when the time came.

So sister, just bear with me.

When they praise you for your good poetry and the whole group falls down, you will be able to understand my hard work.

Seeing Ru Han's worried eyes on the opposite side, Cheng Xiaoxiao even distracted herself by casting a 'relax' comforting look at Ru Han.

And all of this happened to fall into the eyes of Noble Consort Su, who was seated on the opposite side of the room.

"Bold slave girl!"

Zhu Rong's voice was even a few points colder than just now, and Cheng Xiaoxiao had already heard the 'cackling' sound of bones rattling from Zhu Rong's tightly clenched fists.

Sister, you hold back, you hold back.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was also a bit flustered, had she gone a bit too far with the drama?

Her current status seems to be a palace maid, right? Shouldn't a palace maid be so arrogant ......

"Bold slave girl, get your ass over here!"

This time, the one who spoke was Noble Consort Su, only her voice sounded quite authoritative, but there was none of the anger that Cheng Xiaoxiao felt when she heard Zhu Rong speak just now.

What's going on? Princess Su is going to lay hands on me? You think I'm a pretentious slave girl?

Dying, dying, are we really going to get ourselves in trouble this time?

When it really is a pig teammate ah you Cheng Xiaoxiao!

Cheng Xiaoxiao's heart felt like it was beating a drum, her body still dawdled towards Noble Consort Su's side.

"So slow, haven't you eaten?"

I didn't expect Ru Han to open her mouth as well, and to speak in favor of Noble Consort Su.

Even Ruhan didn't help me, so this might be a real pill now.

Cheng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath with a face as colorful as earth, and stoutly walked quickly in front of Princess Su.

She was just thinking about whether to kneel down first or to admit her fault first or something, but Noble Consort Su was the one who made a move before Cheng Xiaoxiao:

"Yi'er how can there be a little palace maid like you in the palace who doesn't know the rules, still not quick to roll behind Ru Han, go back and remember to receive the punishment!"

This, this is gone?

Cheng Xiaoxiao also thought that Su Guifei would have to punish her, she was ready to be slapped and caned on the spot, but she didn't expect to get only a few painless scoldings from Su Guifei.

Is this still the same Noble Consort Su she knew? Could it be that it wasn't this person she had contradicted last time?

And how did Noble Consort Su know that she was in Chu Hongyi's palace?

Omg, I'm not wearing a courtesan's uniform myself.

It seems to have been recognized by Noble Consort Su, after all, Chu Hongyi is her son.

The courtesans in each palace had similar clothes, but the patterns embroidered on their bodies were different. For example, the palace maid in the Empress's palace had a peony embroidered on her collar, while Princess Su's had jasmine.

Knowing the embroidery pattern of the palace maid's dress in his own son's palace, it is not strange to think.

Cheng Xiao Xiao was still standing there a bit stunned, Ru Han hurriedly went forward and dragged the slow to react Cheng Xiao Xiao behind herself, and whispered in Cheng Xiao Xiao's ear to remind her:

"Why don't you thank Your Highness?"

After this reminder from Ru Han, Cheng Xiaoxiao finally realized it after the fact and busily bowed to Noble Consort Su:

"Thank you, Your Highness Su, thank you, Your Highness Su."

"You need to get on your knees!"

Ru Han gave another wild tug on Cheng Xiaoxiao's coat, viciously yanking Cheng Xiaoxiao's body downward.

"Whoopee ......"

Cheng Xiaoxiao was about to head to the ground again in a daze, or it was Noble Consort Su who stopped her movement:

"That's just it, just retreat to the back, don't disturb the interest of the ladies in enjoying the poem."

Only when she heard Noble Consort Su speak again did Ru Han stand behind Noble Consort Su with Cheng Xiaoxiao as if she had been pardoned.

Noble Consort Su slightly raised her head again and said to Zhu Rong who was facing towards her:

"Hyun-jae-yu won't blame me for taking matters into my own hands, right? After all, this courtesan is from Yi'er's palace, so this palace will just go along and discipline him for him, and save the trouble of outsiders meddling, don't you think so?"