Nan Kuyun'er was as if she was slapped in the face and stood stiffly. She never thought that Situ Quan would be so angry that he looked so out of control.

She slowly looked up at Situ Quan and tried to pull the corners of her lips, but the smile on her face was already very reluctant: "General, I just mentioned it casually. If the general doesn't want to, how dare I disobey?"

Situ Quan's phoenix eyes were bloodshot. He stood up and walked step by step to Nan Kuyun'er, speaking lightly and coldly: "You are not allowed to move the person you are interested in, do you understand?"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to be unwilling to look at the woman in front of him and walked away directly.

Nan Kuyun'er stood there, her figure shaking, as if she would collapse to the ground the next moment.

She staggered and sat on the magistrate chair beside her, supported by her close maid.

"Madam..." The maid took out a medicine bottle from her arms, took out a pill of medicine with a bitter smell, and put it in Nan Kuyun'er's hand: "The doctor has given me that you have not recovered from your heart. It is most taboo to be overjoyed and be sad."

"Tao?" Nan Kuyun'er sneered and laughed at herself: "At the moment of the matter, what else can I have to be taboo about?"

She pinched the pills in her hand, and watched the valuable medicines being twisted into powder little by little in her hands, then sneered and whispered softly again: "Madam, how could that woman get what she wants?"

......

Until the Plum Blossom Poetry Festival was officially held, everyone was waiting to see Su Rao's jokes.

Such a poetry meeting has far more significance than the poetry meeting itself.

Nan Kuyun'er is ahead. If Su Rao does a thousand miles apart, she will be secretly laughed at. If she does something in a similar way, she will be taken for granted because of her preconceived concepts.

In short, Su Rao has little chance of winning anyway.

It is precisely because of this that people are inevitably surprised when they step into the small garden of the Plum Poetry Festival.

The quiet and clean fragrance of peach blossoms and bamboo orchestras all over the garden are all quiet and peaceful. The beautiful peach blossoms blooming all over the garden are tall buildings rising from the ground in the middle.

What is most amazing is that the tall building is made of mahogany trees. It is common for other objects to be decorated with mahogany trees, but it is so thick that it is difficult to find the mahogany trees that can be used to pour the foundation.

However, in just a few days, everyone was surprised to be able to be so unique.

From the past, Kuyuner organized a poetry meeting, focusing more on beauty and elegance, while Su Rao took a different approach and became in love with the scenery.

The moment Nan Kuyun'er entered the courtyard, her face was hard to see and cannot be described.

If she remembered this peach tree correctly, she begged Situ Quan to search for it for her at the time.

Situ Quan was a general, and taking these things was just a word.

But at that time, Situ Quan refused himself with a sentence of waste of money and money.

Now, Su Rao actually used such a mobilized wood to make the foundation, and the gap in his heart can be covered by more than one sentence.

"How could there be such a mahogany tree in the capital?" The little maid helped Nan Kuyun'er walk, looking at the exquisite building without much thought.

In the past, poetry festivals were held in pavilions and pavilions. This time, the small building gave people a refreshing feeling.

Nan Kuyun'er subconsciously gritted her teeth when she heard this.

But the little maid didn't understand the meaning: "Madam, how did you say this Regent Princess do it? In such a short time..."

"Shut up!" She was a rare loss of composure and directly interrupted the little maid's words.

The little maid was startled by her appearance and couldn't help but dare not say more.

At this time, Su Rao was greeting guests in the house.

Unlike the quiet outside, all the decorations inside the house are framed with calligraphy and paintings, with ink traces flying, lifelike, or pens like dragons and snakes.

Everyone present was shocked. After all, there are very few people in the capital who can draw such good paintings and write well.

Not someone's surprise: "This is the original work of Lord Ouyang!"

Ouyang Xi, the best master of calligraphy and painting since ancient times, passed away just ten years ago. His original works were collected by countless high-ranking officials and nobles, and each word and painting is worth a thousand gold.

But now, such a wealth of calligraphy and paintings are only used to decorate and modify.

"The Regent Princess is such a big deal." Nan Kuyun'er walked in step by step, with a smile on her face: "The Regent has lived in simplicity over the years, but she was willing to show off such a big show for the Regent Princess."

When Su Rao heard this, she looked at Nan Kuyun'er.

Su Rao saw the resentment in her eyes.

But Nan Kuyun'er felt that Su Rao looked at her condescendingly at this time, clearly looking at her jokes.

Does she think it's funny that she has to stand by and watch? She doesn't need her own help at all. The Regent will plan everything for her.

No wonder...no wonder she hasn't made any noise these days.

Nan Kuyun'er thought about this and became even more angry.

Su Rao finally walked towards her.

Su Rao wore a plain white skirt today, with a light face, and a peach-colored flower ornament between her eyebrows. Her beautiful and gentle temperament turned Nan Kuyun'er's carefully decorated makeup into a joke.

"Madam was joking," Su Rao smiled sweetly: "After all, it's just that I have limited abilities."

Nan Kuyun'er only felt a slight depression in her heart.

She remembered the bad words Situ Quan had spoken to him a few days ago.

She had accumulated resentment in her heart countless times, but she still lost her composure and said: "Go and do your job, there is still something to do in my mansion, so leave first."

Su Rao was not stupid, and she could hear her dissatisfaction and resentment.

She smiled unabated and had a decent posture: "Then I'll have someone send my wife away."

Su Rao didn't care about Nan Kuyun'er's mood. What she cared about was whether Pei Xiyan's love value would increase if her plan went smoothly today.

Although Su Rao didn't care, it didn't mean that everyone didn't care. The undercurrent between the Regent Princess and the General's wife was really a thrilling show.

Someone Pei Xiyan asked his subordinates: "I asked the Regent to come back soon, and then he said that the General's Mansion came to provoke him and left directly."

Su Rao didn't know that the situation had developed so much. She was still thinking about what the system said to her last night.

[Let me reveal that according to the plot setting, Pei Xiyan will be attacked while heading to the poetry meeting.]

Although the plot of a beautiful woman saving a hero is old-fashioned, this is indeed a good way to increase love. Su Rao thinks it is necessary to give it a try!

In the carriage, Nan Kuyun'er looked pale: "The general sent to attack and said that the person who taught Pei Xiyan a lesson has already set off?"

"Madam, you've already set off." The maid respectfully knelt on the ground, kneading her green fingers, relaxing her blood and activating the meridians.

Nan Kuyun'er slowly opened her eyes: "Call them back, go to the door of the poetry meeting, and attack the Regent's Princess."
Chapter completed!