Quick travel: After being bound to the childbirth system, she became pregnant and was pampered

The empress and the eldest princess disguised themselves and left the palace for Zhengnan Street.

This day was a day off for the official office. According to the portrait, Lan Heling spent his free time at the Fu Lin Poetry and Painting Society on Zhengnan Street.

Fu Lin Poetry Society was founded by Lan Heling. It was a place specially provided for literati who loved poetry and painting to recite poetry and paint together.

You can join this poetry club without spending any money, but if you want to be a member of the poetry club, you have to write a good poem or a good painting.

The most important thing is that the Poetry and Painting Society does not look at family background, wealth or poverty, only talent.

Therefore, there are many poor literati in this poetry club, and most of them can get help from the Lan family, such as helping them publish books for free, so that they can settle down and make a living through poetry and painting.

According to modern terms, this poetry club is a charity organization founded by Lan Heling.

It can be seen that Lan Heling is a kind-hearted person.

Such a person will definitely be very kind to his wife.

Yu Jinshu dressed up as a man and had a beard under his nose, making it unrecognizable to anyone.

Feng Yu even put on a little beard and thickened his eyebrows, which made him look much rougher. He didn't notice it when he met a few acquaintances on the road.

Feng Chan rarely showed up, so she didn't put on any disguise. She just dressed plainly, like a girl in a boudoir.

When they arrived at the door of Fu Lin Poetry Society, the little book boy guarding the door blocked them.

The book boy saluted them very politely: "You three, if you want to enter Fu Lin Poetry Club, you have to recite poems, paint pictures, or write an article."

"I'll come first." Yu Jinshu stepped forward and walked to the bookcase in front of the door. He picked up the brush that he had prepared long ago, dipped some ink in it, and wrote a poem by Nalan Xingde in Painting Hall on the white paper. :One pair for life people.

As she wrote, she thought to herself: Brother Nalan, don’t blame this little girl for using your poems a century in advance!

Feng Yu looked at this poem with a look of surprise on his face and recited it silently: "A pair of people from generation to generation compete for two ecstasies in their lives. Love each other but not love each other, who will be the best in the world. It is easy to beg from the blue bridge, and the medicine becomes the blue sea. It's hard to run away. If you visit me and drink Oxford, you will forget your poverty."

Feng Chan also knew how to write poems. Looking at this poem, she smiled and said, "Sister-in-law..." Suddenly he remembered that his sister-in-law was in disguise, so he quickly changed his words, "Second brother, this poem is so amazing."

Feng Yu smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to have such talent."

Yu Jinshu looked at Feng Yu with embarrassment and smiled, was she plagiarizing? But she can't say it!

The book boy's eyes were also wide-eyed. He carefully picked up the poem written by Yu Jinshu and handed it to another book boy next to him, asking the book boy to invite the gentleman.

Lan Heling was called Mr. Lan in the poetry club.

The book boy spread out another piece of white paper.

Feng Chan was familiar with the music and remembered that she had composed a piece of music before and later gave it lyrics, so she wrote the words and chanted them while writing.

At this time, a handsome young man wearing a gray brocade robe walked out of the poetry club.

Feng Chan was writing and singing with her head down, very focused. After she finished singing the last word, she put the brush on the pen holder and raised her face. She looked at the young master in front of her and thought of Lan Heling's portrait, and her face suddenly changed. famous.

Lan Heling looked at Feng Chan, clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful... The girl not only wrote a good lyric, but also sang beautifully, but I don't know who composed the music."

Feng Chan blushed and said, "The little girl made it up herself."

Lan Heling opened his eyes wide and looked at Feng Chan with admiration on his face.

Feng Yu said: "It's my turn."

The book boy quickly took the lyrics written by Feng Chan, and another book boy laid out a new piece of white paper.

Feng Yu picked up his pen and started drawing.

Lan Heling looked at Feng Yu's painting and then drew a face shape. He then said, "Is this the girl you painted?" He glanced at Feng Chan.

On the way here, Feng Yu said that he wanted to paint Yu Jinshu, but Yu Jinshu said that they were here for Feng Chan's wedding, and if they wanted to paint, they must paint Feng Chan.

In order to avoid trouble these years, Feng Yu drew pictures of beauties at home every day, and he became very good at it.

With a few strokes and a few strokes, Feng Chan was painted vividly and beautifully.

Lan Heling looked at the painting and glanced at Feng Chan's shameful face.

The two looked at each other, Feng Chan looked at each other in a flirtatious manner, but then avoided looking in panic.

Lan Heling felt that this girl was both talented and cute.

Feng Chan's portrait was well done, and Lan Heling praised it again and again.

Yu Jinshu smiled and said: "Mr. Lan, can we enter the poetry club?"

Lan Heling bowed to the three of them and handed over his hands: "I am deeply impressed by your talents."

He stood up, leaned aside, and extended his hand to invite, "You three, please!"

The poetry club was simple and elegant, with works written and painted by poets and painters hung everywhere. Yu Jinshu gained some experience in it.

After wandering around for a while, Yu Jinshu suddenly said: "Oh! I remembered that there is another urgent matter that needs to be dealt with."

Feng Yu said, "I'll go with you."

Yu Jinshu said: "Of course you want to accompany me."

Feng Chan asked hurriedly: "What about me!" She had just arrived and had just met Lan Heling's eyes, but she didn't want to leave now.

Yu Jinshu said: "It's not a good place for women to go. You can play here for a while, and I will pick you up after your brother and I have settled the matter."

She cupped her hands towards Lan Heling and said, "Mr. Lan, my roommate rarely goes out. This time we finally took her out to relax, but we didn't expect that we were involved in something urgent."

Lan Heling smiled and said, "Don't worry, you two, I will definitely take good care of your sister."

Yu Jinshu took Feng Yu and hurried away, leaving Feng Chan and Lan Heling alone.

The two of them left Fu Lin Poetry and Painting Club and went to a restaurant to order some signature dishes.

Unfortunately, sitting on the table next to them were Zhu Jiangnan, Yan Fengyang, Mo Ruoli, and Yingge.

The four of them did not recognize Feng Yu and Yu Jinshu, and they did not even look at them.

Yu Jinshu was eating meat and drinking wine, watching them and listening to their words.

"Miss Yingge finally has a destination and no longer has to stay in Baihua Building." Zhu Jiangnan looked at Yingge and Noila Mo with a smile.

Yan Fengyang raised his wine glass: "Ruoli, please be kind to Miss Yingge in the future. She was sold to Baihualou since she was a child and has suffered a lot. Now she has suffered all the hardships. Don't let her down."

Noila Mo picked up the wine glass: "I have been in love with Yingge for a long time. I always thought that Prince Liang, no..." He whispered three words, "It's the emperor. I thought he liked Yingge, so I didn't dare to talk to him." Yingge confesses her love."

He looked at Yingge with a gentle look on his face, "Now Yingge and I are together, it's just that Yingge can't become the first wife."

Yingge said hurriedly: "Master, I am lucky to be your concubine. I have no complaints."

The Mo family is an aristocratic family, and it would be great for her to become the concubine of the legitimate son.

After hearing what they said, Yu Jinshu turned to look at Feng Yu, only to see that he was only eating a few dishes on the wine table.

He was tired of eating those dishes in the palace these days. Eating this folk side dish was appetizing and nostalgic at the same time.

But just when he was enjoying his meal, a strong wind suddenly hit him.