Ye Ling'er is the only daughter of Ye Chong, the garrison of Kyoto. She has a family background. Unfortunately, they are all in martial arts, so she does not have a gentle and quiet personality. There is Ye Liuyun, one of the four great masters, who is the uncle. The Ye family's status in Qingguo is a bit special, but this little girl is not a domineering person. She just feels sorry for the Lin sisters who are sick every day and are forced to promise to a man she has never met before, so she seems a little anxious.

A few days ago, a news circulated among a few high sects in Beijing. I heard that the palace was about to point Miss Lin to the illegitimate son of Fan's mansion in Danzhou. As soon as the news came out, Miss Lin was embarrassed and angry. She suffered a little cold at night and coughed a few mouthfuls of blood, which worsened. Ye Ling'er was originally at the Dingzhou brother's place, but when she heard this, she hurried back to Beijing. It was the scene that Fan Xian saw at the outside gate of the city.

A few days later, there was a rumor in Kyoto that the illegitimate son of the Fan family had returned to Beijing. However, like Fan Sizhe, the young master of the Fan family, they were all playboys who dominate the market. This news made Ye Ling'er even more annoyed. She went to see Miss Lin's family yesterday and found that she was a little embarrassed in her eyebrows. After several interrogations, although she didn't ask anything, she guessed that Miss Lin's family must have a sweetheart.

She couldn't bear to see her sister sad, so she went to ask her father to plead with the palace and sever the marriage. Unexpectedly, her father was furious and had no choice but to ask Fan Ruo to go to the mansion to see if there was a way to ease the marriage. Originally, she knew that this was unlikely, but she had to try it out to calculate the friendship between the sisters.

Ye Ling'er glanced at Roujia, the gentle girl, and then looked at Fan Ruo, and then she calmed down. Today she realized that Miss Ruo, who has always been famous for her tranquility, was actually a powerful figure in her bones. At this time, she heard the other party wanting to introduce a famous doctor and said lightly: "No need."

Fan Ruo didn't just do that and said with a smile: "Ruo really feels sorry for that lady, what are you afraid of when he asks that famous doctor to go and see?"

"The imperial doctor has no good way. The famous doctor you mentioned..." Ye Ling'er forced herself to resist and showed a disdainful expression in front of the princess.

Fan Ruoji explained politely: "That doctor is Mr. Fei's student."

Ye Ling'er sighed lightly, her eyes lit up, and she stepped forward and took Fan Ruo's hand: "Then I'll trouble my sister."

After talking, the three of them went back to the pavilion. The other girls saw the two ladies calm and thought the matter had already settled. They breathed a sigh of relief. There were maids and mothers serving each other, and the female history sent the already copied poems across the lake.

After a while, the poems written by the talented men across the lake were also copied. The girls flipped over and looked at them, and sometimes exclaimed. Fan Ruoruo stood up and looked at the opposite side of the lake, not knowing what he was thinking. Ye Ling'er thought of that person and was curious to take the poem scroll. She flipped it from beginning to end, but she didn't see the signature of Fan. She asked in surprise: "Where is Mr. Fan's poem?"

She thought to herself that since the Fan Mansion asked the man to come to the Prince's Mansion to make a name for himself, there was no reason to hide it. The female official said respectfully that Mr. Fan did not write a poem, how about that. Prince Roujia looked at Fan Ruoru by the railing, and a hint of wonder appeared on the girl's innocent face. She asked about the scene at that time. It was not until this time that the girls in the pavilion knew that the verbal and verbal swords on the lake were not weaker than this one.

Princess Roujia smiled sweetly and said, "Sister Ruoruo, why don't you read these talented poems?"

When the girls were talking, Fan Ruoruo had heard it, knowing that his brother was humiliated on the other side of the lake. She turned around from the railing, and actually had a hint of anger hidden in her calm eyes, and said coldly: "How can these people write poetry?"

Although the girls knew that Miss Fan’s family was proficient in poetry and prose, they were still a little surprised to hear her say such words. Fan Ruoru turned around, picked up the fine brush beside the inkstone, slapped his wrist on the paper, wrote a few sentences, and handed it to the female Shishi after a while, and ordered: "Send these two poems to those people to see."

The female historian took the order and left.

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There are two flowers blooming, each showing one. Let’s talk about Guo Baokun secretly pointing out Fan Xian’s identity on the lake, which makes the seats quiet, and the atmosphere between the venue is a bit strange.

A trace of anger flashed in Prince Jing's eyes, feeling that the group of people under the prince were indeed unconventional. They gently clenched their palms and thought to themselves whether they wanted to teach the other party a lesson. But when they saw Fan Xian's appearance, they felt that this boy must have a way to deal with it and should not take action by themselves.

The reason why Si Nanbo asked Fan Xian to attend the poetry meeting was very simple. He wanted to make him famous and win the first prize in Beijing so as to impress the eldest princess' "heart". However, Fan Xian didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and it really made people see what he was thinking. After the poems written by everyone were sent to Huting, a short time later, a female historical replied and handed the poem written by Miss Fan to the prince.

The prince glanced at him, and his eyes lit up and blurted out: "Okay!"

Qingke, a staff member next to him, came over and savored it carefully, and nodded frequently: "It's really good, but..." He felt that the poem was written by a woman, and there was always something wrong with it, but when he thought about the relationship between the Fan family and the Prince's family, he kept silent.

Everyone was curious and came up one after another. They saw that the paper was written in beautiful small calligraphy: "The level of August Lake is so clear that it is so clear that it is so clear that it is so clear that it is so bright that it is so bright that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is sitting on the fishing side."

"A good poem is indeed worthy of being written by Miss Fan's family." He Zongwei was also among these people, and the praise was particularly loud, as if it was about to be transmitted to the opposite side of the lake. "Writing about the lake scenery is a brilliant work, and talking about nature is really a masterpiece."

Guo Baokun frowned and said, "It seems that steaming with air is not appropriate in the small lake in front of him. Besides, Yunmengze is in the south and Danzhou City is on the beach. Miss Fan only wants to be beautiful in the literal form, but she lacks some in the word "natural".

Prince Jing saw other flavors from this poem. The so-called "I want to save my boat but have no boats, I am ashamed of being a wise man. I sit and watch the fisherman, but I only envy the fish. Although it is hidden, it still reveals that the author's unwillingness to be a secret and wants to have some action is a routine for paying homage to the poem. He turned his head and looked at Fan Xian who had been sitting quietly in a remote place, thinking to himself... Could it be that you did this poem?

But this poem is indeed good, so everyone praised it, and few people agreed with Guo Baokun's opinion. While the prince was thinking about it, someone had already transferred his opinion to the other side, and Miss Fan's explanation had already come.

"The lake is water, and the sea is also water. From the cloud dream, my brother sits in Danzhou and his heart is in the river and sea. He can use it at will. What's wrong? This poem was written by my brother at the age of ten. I copied it out today, just to ask you for a rating."

Ignore the previous meaning in the words, but I clearly stated it clearly. This poem was not written by Miss Fan’s family, but by Fan Xian, who had been silent over there!
Chapter completed!