Shen Yao felt that the gap between herself and Shen Xian was too big. She was a concubine who came back from the countryside. She was a noble daughter who had been pampered since she was a child. She should have a better life than her.

She is willing to take a share of it.

However, Aunt Wei was unwilling to give in and said: "How did I end up with a daughter like you? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to leave the Duke's Mansion for so many years. I wasted time in vain. Now I only have a bargaining chip like you. If you don't give me credit, how will my mother live in the future?"

Shen Yao mixed her hands together and bit her lower lip: "My daughter is unfilial..."

Aunt Wei sighed and said as if she hated iron for not being able to become steel: "I heard that there will be a poetry festival held at the Red House on Qingping Street next month. Many dignitaries and relatives will go there. I opened my eyes to see who the golden turtle son-in-law is. You must marry well and make your mother look good."

"But...the poetry club didn't invite me."

Aunt Wei angrily poked her in the head with her finger painted with red red pills: "You won't go to Shen Xian! No one will miss her in the Red Mansion, stupid!"

After saying that, he turned around and asked people to take the gifts all over the garden into his room, and no longer looked at Shen Yao's embarrassed expression.

On the other side, Shen Xian looked at the Red Mansion invitation handed over by Xiang Nong with some hesitation.

I thought that if she went there every year, even if she didn't come out top in her poetry, her dress that day would definitely lead the trend of the time. But this year, her goal was not to have a poetry meeting. If King Xuan was not around, who would she show off to in a high profile?

Xiang Nong saw her refusal: "Miss, aren't you going? Then I will help you refuse."

Shen Xian was about to nod when she suddenly saw Shen Yao's figure wandering outside Qingshui Residence, but she was hesitant to come in.

She was a little surprised for a moment.

Shen Yao has been back for so many days. Unless she comes to find her on her own initiative, she has always stayed in her own yard. What happened today that made her come to him for the first time?

"Xiang Nong, please ask Third Sister to come in."

Xiang Nong nodded and turned to wink at the maid behind her, who immediately went out to invite Shen Yao in.

Shen Yao was still a little hesitant when she came in, but when she raised her eyes and saw the invitation in Xiang Nong's hand, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed on her face, her eyebrows lowered and she didn't dare to look at Shen Xian.

"Second sister."

Shen Xian stood up curiously: "Third sister, what do you want from me?"

"I..." Shen Yao recalled what Aunt Wei said, but did she say those embarrassing words? She gritted her teeth and turned her eyes red before stumbling and said: "I, I want to go to the poetry club with my second sister. I will be obedient. , I don’t want to cause trouble for my second sister, I just want to take a look, and I’ll come back after watching it.”

Shen Xian was startled.

Her expression didn't look like she really wanted to go, but rather she felt aggrieved.

After reacting, he sighed, raised his hand and patted her head and asked, "Did Aunt Wei ask you to come?"

Shen Yao didn't dare to speak.

Shen Xian also had a lot of guesses in her mind.

"If you want to go, just sister will take you there, but I've said it many times, don't underestimate yourself. If you are really talented, why don't you give me a face?"

Shen Yao bowed and saluted Shen Xian, and said with a tearful smile: "Thank you second sister, A-Yao will not embarrass second sister."

Shen Xian raised her hand to wipe her tears: "Okay, don't cry. If your eyes are swollen from crying, you will look ugly. I don't want to take an ugly sister out."

Shen Yao lowered her head and smiled, quickly wiping her tears.

After she left, Xiang Nong said unhappily: "Young lady knows this is my aunt's idea, why do you want to help the third lady?"

"It's pitiful. If no one treats Ayao's mother better, it would be really pitiful."

Xiang Nong looked at her young lady and felt that she was shining.

"I hope the third lady can really remember the kindness of the young lady."

Shen Xian shrugged indifferently. She didn't want anything from A Yao in return. After all, all she wanted was what she could easily get. Since she didn't lack it, there was nothing wrong with giving it to others.

The so-called Red Mansion Poetry Club is just a place for those arty scholars to show off their talents. The Red Mansion Club sets a theme, and the people who come to the Poetry Club write the poems they come up with on specific rice paper, and then hand them over to the people in the Red Mansion. After the assessment, whoever wins will be able to take away a single copy of the Red Mansion's existing classics.

For those scholars, what they want is a unique classic, but for some people, this poetry meeting is a way to make themselves famous in Kyoto.

On the day of the poetry meeting, Shen Xian wore a light orange brocade dress. The embroidery pattern on it was the first in Kyoto. She was very satisfied with her dress.

When he went out, he saw Shen Yao wearing plain clothes and didn't even have a decent hairpin on her head. She frowned slightly and quickly asked Xiang Nong to bring her jewelry box and pick out a magnolia hairpin for her to wear.

He also said: "How can you dress up like this in a place where women gather together to attract attention?"

Shen Yao paused, her cheeks reddened by her thoughts.

Along the way, Shen Yao pinched her hand uneasily and occasionally took a deep breath. Shen Xian, who was sitting next to her, became nervous.

It was as if I was taking an imperial examination.

The carriage stopped under a tall building, and the two of them were helped out of the carriage one after another. As soon as they stood still, a servant came forward to salute Shen Xian and lead the way. Shen Xian had long been accustomed to other people's attentiveness to her, and just as she was about to lift her feet, she walked away. I heard a strange sound.

"Hey, isn't this Shen Xian? When you see the third prince, why don't you come and say hello?"

Shen Xian stopped and turned her head with a cold face.

Sure enough, she saw Zhao Baolin looking like a villain, while Xiao Hui, who was elegantly dressed beside her, also looked at her with a proud look.

She suddenly wanted to laugh. If Xiao Hui knew that her husband went to confess his love to another woman on their wedding night, she didn't know how she would feel.

It's a pity that Shen Xian doesn't want to cause trouble for herself.

So she took a deep breath and saluted appropriately: "I've met the third prince's concubine." After saying that, she was about to leave, but Xiao Hui suddenly said loudly: "Did I let you go?"

Shen Xian pursed her lips, feeling angry in her heart.

A thief who steals people's things starts to show off his power because he has gained a reputation.

"Then what other orders does the princess have?"

Xiao Hui walked forward step by step, as if she had trampled Shen Xian under her feet, and said happily: "Remember, you can't leave until I let you go, Shen Xian, you can no longer be proud in front of me. Already."

Shen Xian resisted rolling her eyes and smiled as she said nothing.

How could Xiao Hui be so stubborn in the past? Now she is so proud after marrying a third prince. If she enters the palace and becomes the emperor's concubine, she will not be able to fly to the sky?

Seeing that Shen Xian was silent, Xiao Hui thought that she had let her down, so she raised her chin and led Zhao Baolin in arrogantly. Shen Xian snorted and finally rolled her eyes out openly.

"Second sister, they are here too, will they..." She still remembered how she was bullied by those two people, and she was a little scared.

"Put your heart back in your stomach. Our Shen family is not the one who suffers. If she wants to provoke me, then she will consider herself unlucky." Xiao Hui did become the third prince's concubine, but she, Shen Xian, is still Shen Xian. Change, what she fantasizes about will never happen.

What's more, when she becomes Aunt Xiao Hui, she will cry a lot.


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