If she wants her to apologize to a wife from the sixth grade editor, this is undoubtedly a slap in the face in public. How could Xu Han agree?

"It seems that Miss Xu's tutoring is really worrying." Feng Qing was not annoyed at this moment. She mocked: "As far as I know, the real lady of a noble family is dignified and generous, elegant in manners, and extraordinary in temperament. She is as sarcastic as Miss Xu, even if she looks outstanding, she is still a joke."

Feng Qing's words did not contain a single dirty word, but each word was slapped on Xu Han's face one by one.

"A person like Miss Xu who can only show her dignity by being mean to others is actually extremely inferior and self-deprecating." Feng Qing sighed and looked at Xu Han, "I really sympathize with you. I believe you always like to compare yourself with other ladies in secret. The more you compare yourself, the more Miss Xu feels that she really has no comparison with others. Ms. Xu must have insomnia every day, right?"

"You, you're talking nonsense." Xu Han has a proud appearance and a guitar that makes people admire him. Even calligraphy and painting are beyond the reach of many ladies. The only thing that makes her inferior is her identity that she cannot show off. She was just selected by the Xu family from the side branches. The reason why the Xu family spent a lot of effort to cultivate was naturally of a useless purpose.

Everyone knew that if Miss Xu was lucky, she might be admitted to the palace or the prince’s backyard. If she was unlucky, she could only be a concubine in the backyard of those officials who could be her father at the age.

Xu Han naturally refused to accept his fate. In recent years, she has been making a big splash, thinking that she can win the special treatment of these Kyoto young masters, but no one is blind. It is okay to tease ambiguous things. If you really want to marry them, these young masters will probably be broken.

After being frustrated for a long time, his temperament became a little strange. Xu Han was still rational and knew that he could not trouble these noble ladies. So Feng Qing caught her eyes.

First, Feng Qing is better-looking than her, second, Fang Zheng's remarks that must be her made Xu Han jealous and red. Even if she couldn't look down on Fang Zheng, she could not stand anyone being treated with her whole heart. Third, Feng Qing, a remote county town, is a concubine of Feng family who cannot be called the Guan family.

Several of these young ladies had lost their minds about Xu Han's appearance. They hated Xu Han, but they held their own identity and could not care about her.

At this moment, Feng Qing was unceremonious to expose the darkness in Xu Han's heart. Several ladies next to him covered the corners of their mouths with veils to cover up their smiles that were almost unconcealed.

They were so happy that they developed a little affection for Feng Qing.

Feng Qing has no conflict with them, and is a friend that Miss Xia Er values, and they are happy to date. As for Feng Qing's identity, high and low are just a matter of the emperor's words. Now the emperor values ​​the top scorer. Who knows where Feng Qing can go in the future?

A lady in an orange pink skirt said softly: "Ms. Xu, today is Ru'er's birthday, Ru'er's biggest. You are so joking like this, and it's really worth apologizing."

"No, Miss Xu doesn't want to go out today, right?" Miss Han, who had not spoken, spoke more directly, "Do you want to apologize to Mrs. Fang, or do you want me to apologize to you?"

Even Miss Han, who had never liked to get involved in the topics of the ladies, stood on Feng Qing's side, and Miss Xu's face turned pale. She knew that Miss Han's threat was not just a talk.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Miss Xu lowered her head, tears fell silently.

This sudden flirtation makes people misunderstand who bullied her.

The ladies and ladies thought to themselves that the Xu family is still a little narrow in their horizons, and the daughters raised are really not up to the top.

No matter what others think, Feng Qing turned his face away and said coldly: "I will not forgive you."

Whether to apologize or not is Xu Han's business, but it is Feng Qing's business that does not forgive.

Of course, Feng Qing would not pretend to be generous and pretend not to care.

Slap sex.

"Sister Qingqing, you did a good job." Miss Xia Er clapped her hands, a little excited.

She had known that Sister Qingqing was a person with temperament. Although Sister Qingqing was gentle and polite on weekdays, her eyes could not deceive people.

This is also the reason why Miss Xia Er likes to date Feng Qing.

The ladies and ladies present had different expressions, but they were more in the same mood as Miss Xia Er.

Seeing that Miss Xu was already shaking, Mrs. Xia had to come out to smooth things over again, "Okay, OK, this matter is over, Ru'er, you take the ladies first."

Feng Qing would not give Miss Xia Er face, so she nodded to Miss Xia Er.

The group of people left the main hall first.

Mrs. Xia mentioned just that eating was just a temporary solution. Since the matter was solved, there was no need to rush to arrange the meal. Miss Xia Er took a group of ladies to the garden.

It is summer, and the garden is full of flowers and the fragrance is scented. Few women don’t like flowers. When you smell the fragrance of flowers, the atmosphere becomes much more harmonious and brisk.

Miss Xia Er pulled Feng Qing aside, and she felt a little embarrassed, "Sister Qingqing, I apologize for my mother and Sister Qingqing."

"No need." Feng Qing was not angry. After all, as the mistress of the Xia family, Mrs. Xia was also instinctive to focus on interests.

She could not ask all those who met her to be fair and just. Since it is different from Mrs. Xia, it would be better if you have less contact in the future.

Feng Qing did not take his anger on Miss Xia Er. Miss Xia Er helped her today, and Feng Qing was still very moved.

But Feng Qing had to sigh again that she was really not suitable to deal with these ladies.

To be precise, she is not very suitable for dealing with people outside the family.

When Feng Qing thought of his family, he felt a little confused about Fang Zheng.

I don’t know if my husband can go home early today.

Thinking of Fang Zheng, Feng Qing couldn't help but smile.

Miss Xia Er thought she really didn't care anymore, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

After enjoying the flowers for a while, the ladies' interest quickly changed, and someone suggested playing with a pot.

In the great cause, throwing a pot is not only a game that the whole people like, but also a sniff in the six arts. As the saying goes, throwing a pot is the fineness of shooting, and eating a banquet to shoot a gay guest, and talking about art with the taste of learning.

Therefore, throwing a pot is also a kind of etiquette, and therefore it has become more and more popular among the people over the years.

After all, this is not like riding a horse and shooting archery, only wealthy families can do it.

Miss Xia Er was obviously interested, so she pulled Feng Qing, "Sister Qingqing, do you want to play?"

Feng Qing has never been in contact with her, but she is interested in taking a look.

"Then let's throw the pot. Those who hit the smallest will be punished to drink the wine, so drink the fruit wine I prepared."

Feng Qing was a little stunned.

"I haven't played it." Feng Qing did not hide it, nor was he afraid of jokes, "I haven't drunk much."

She didn't know how much she could drink, and she didn't want to get drunk outside.
Chapter completed!