When Father Ye saw Mrs. Wang getting up to leave, his heart was already in his throat. He didn't expect that his daughter would give him such a surprise in the end, allowing the two of them to successfully stay.

Fengyi thought about these words for a long time, pondered them carefully, and also asked Ye's father about their deeds.

She didn't have to have a teacher. Even the emperor didn't know how many times she had done it. The emperor's mental skills had long been obvious, but Ye Nanshu needed these two teachers.

After Fengyi leaves, the memories of this world will also appear in Ye Nanshu's mind.

Although Ye Nanshu may feel unfamiliar with the things she has learned, she will not be far behind if she slowly reviews them through memory.

As the sun and moon alternate, spring passes and winter comes, the flowers in Fengyi Courtyard fade and bloom again.

In seven years, Fengyi has grown from that chubby little girl into a girl who can conquer the entire country with her smile.

In addition to the six arts of a gentleman and the art of governing a country, she also learned music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and paid attention to outside affairs from time to time.

Fortunately, Fengyi knew all these things, so it wasn't very difficult. Even Mrs. Wang, who was always serious, praised her for her extraordinary intelligence and gradually started to praise her.

Seeing that the sun was shining outside and the spring breeze was not dry, she moved her chair under the tree in the courtyard and quietly turned over a book. Chun Huan came over in a hurry, with anger on her face: "Miss, it's not good."

"Your lady is fine."

Fengyi put down her book and poured herself a cup of tea: "Tell me, what happened? It made you so angry."

"The eldest lady from Qingda's family, didn't she hold a poetry party today? She composed a poem and immediately won the applause of the whole house."

"Oh?" Fengyi raised her eyebrows slightly: "I heard that she has done a lot of things recently, which made a lot of noise and made a fuss. I remember that even the prince and the young masters of Shangshu's family fell in love with her.

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"That's right." Chun Huan said with a hint of disgust in his eyes, "If she really wrote the poem, I wouldn't call her shameless."

Fengyi poured a cup of tea for Chun Huan and said with a helpless smile: "Don't be in a hurry and tell me slowly."

Nowadays, Chun Huan has lost the youthfulness of the past, and his whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes. He has become slim and graceful, but his personality is still the same as before.

Chun Huan didn't bother to drink tea, and chattered to Fengyi about what he saw at the poetry meeting.

"It's a pity that you didn't go, miss, otherwise you would have crushed the others. Originally, the daughter of Shaobao's family was also there, but because of that Qing Shiyu, she was immediately labeled with a meaningless label, and she finally left in tears."

"There is also the poem she read: If you don't see me, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea and never returns. If you don't see me, the mirror in the high hall will be sad and white, and the morning will be like blue silk and the evening will turn into snow. If you are happy in life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let it happen.

The golden cup faces the moon in the sky. I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the gold I have spent..."

When Chun Huan mentioned this, he became more and more angry.

"Miss, you have long said that this poem was written by a poet named Li Bai. He just went to live in seclusion, but she plagiarized it..."

Fengyi thought for a moment and said, "Isn't there a tea party tomorrow? I remember that Lin Mansion sent us a post. Let's go and take a look then."

"As for the poetry, I will take care of it, just wait and see."

Looking at Chun Huan's curious eyes, Feng Yi deliberately gave it a try and smiled without saying a word.

Chun Huan glanced at her sadly: "Miss, you have become bad. You know that I am so angry that you deliberately tease Chun Huan like this."

Fengyi rarely appears outside. For many people, they have never seen her true face in Lushan.

Outside Mr. Lin's residence, a carriage stopped, and a stunning woman appeared. She was wearing a white dress, showing off her graceful figure. Her waist-length hair was blown all over the sky by the wind, and there were naughty strands of hair.

It flew in front, without any decorations, and on its head was a jade hairpin worth the same price. Its shape was as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, giving people a feeling of being elusive and out of reach.

"Whose daughter is she? Why have I never seen her before?"

"I always think she looks familiar." Someone frowned and suddenly realized: "I remember, she is Ye Nanshu."

"I once went to Ye Mansion's rouge shop and saw her from a distance. She was wearing a veil at that time, so I couldn't remember her for a while."

"Ah, she is the legendary Sick Yangzi."

Everyone knows that the Ye family is as rich as any country, and its food, clothing, and housing are among the best. It doesn't look very luxurious on the outside, but when you go inside, you can see that the porcelain teacups used are top-notch, and all of them are priceless.

Now that the imperial court is in decline and the treasury is empty, all thanks to the support of the Ye family, an imperial businessman, the Ye family's status is also rising rapidly. Whenever there is a banquet that is worthy of being on the stage, a post will be sent to the Ye family.

Not only was the family rich, but Ye's father was worried that his daughter, who was weak and could not take care of herself, would be harmed by the homeless bandits, so he had more than a thousand guards in the mansion. His Majesty also specifically granted the Ye family a series of privileges.

Although those privileges are like a piece of waste paper now and not as useful as a thousand pieces of silver, at least everything they do is justified.

"Miss Ye, the tea party is at the other end of the west wing."

One maid leads the way, and the other goes to report to the master.ωωw..net

Fengyi arrived not very early, and saw a group of people gathered together from a distance. Among them, a girl in white was particularly eye-catching. Every move she made was filled with indescribable charm, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Shiyu, you are so amazing. You actually wrote such an amazing poem and won the first place in the poetry club."

Qing Shiyu was originally happy with other people's compliments, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Miss Lin, the organizer of the tea party, stand up and walk outside.

She looked along and her pupils narrowed slightly. Even though she had never seen Fengyi before, Qing Shiyu had an intuition that this person was the mysterious daughter of Ye Mansion.

The noise around them suddenly decreased a lot, and many people looked at Fengyi and Qing Shiyu silently, with a look of watching a good show flashing in their eyes.

Because these two people were wearing white dresses today, their dressing up was extremely simple.

One is Qing Shiyu, who has been in the limelight recently, and her reputation as a talented woman is resounding throughout Kyoto. The other is Ye Nanshu, who is mysterious and low-key, but extremely wealthy and weak, unable to take care of herself.
Chapter completed!