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Su Ye turned around to look for the owner of the voice, and suddenly a white shirt caught her eye.

He has a long body and a jade-like body, and his white clothes are as beautiful as snow.

The so-called gentleman is as gentle as jade, and he should be referring to the person in front of her.

Song Yu walked up to Su Ye and bowed his hands in salute, with long knuckles and clear bones.

"My surname is Song Yu, and my courtesy name is Huaijin. Song Yu is rude and would like to ask Miss Su for advice."

Su Ye was fascinated for a moment. She had never seen such a handsome man, and he was so polite and polite. It was hard not to feel good about him.

Wait, what did he just say?

Song Yu?

It turns out that he is Song Yu, the second male lead whom she scolded for being love-minded.

With this appearance and temperament, why do you have a love brain?

Su Ye felt a sense of regret in his heart.

"Miss Su, is there anything wrong with your lower body?"

Song Yu saw Su Ye staring at him, shaking his head and sighing from time to time, so he lowered his head and looked around, realizing that there was nothing wrong with him, so he asked a question.

Su Ye came back to his senses and hurriedly replied: "No, no, you are fine."

Isn't it just a love brain? She is here to cure the love brain of the second male lead and let him know that love is risky and he should be careful when looking for a partner.

"By the way, what did you just say? Ask me for advice. Who in the entire capital can be better than you, Song Yu, in terms of knowledge? What can you ask me for advice?"

Song Yu showed a gentle smile, "I just heard that Miss Su criticized Miss Feng's poems. As far as I know, before Miss Feng wrote these poems, there were no written records, and there had never been any literati. I mentioned it before, but I wonder where the word 'copy' comes from?"

Su Ye said casually: "An old god with a white beard told me."

Naturally, Song Yu would not believe such an outrageous reason.

Just then, all the dishes Su Ye ordered were served. She quickly picked up a piece and put it in her mouth to taste it. It tasted good.

Such a big restaurant really has real ingredients.

Su Ye ate happily, and did not forget to greet Song Yu who was standing next to him, "Stop standing, sit down and eat something together."

"Men and women do not have any intimacy, I dare not..."

Song Yu was about to refuse, but Su Ye pulled him to his seat.

Su Ye was a martial arts practitioner and his hands were very strong. Song Yu didn't even have a chance to resist.

"Really Moji, why are there so many rules when it comes to eating? Just listen to me and eat!"

"Then it would be disrespectful for me to refuse."

Song Yu put down the folding fan in his hand, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and paused for a moment on a dish. After thinking about it again and again, Song Yu put down the chopsticks and picked up the teacup.

He sipped tea while waiting for Su Ye to finish his meal.

Although Su Ye ate quickly, his movements were not rude. It was clear from his movements that he had the upbringing and etiquette of a lady, and was not as domineering or vulgar as the rumors said.

Now it seems that Su Ye has both the heroism of a military commander and the frankness of a girl.

Seeing that Su Ye had almost eaten, Song Yu spoke.

"Miss Su, in three days the Grand Master's Mansion will hold a poetry competition. At that time, all the young talents, literati and elegant guests in the capital will be present. Everyone will make friends with poems and learn from each other. I would like to invite Miss Su to attend the meeting. I don't know if Miss Su how about?"

A poetry contest should be a gathering where a bunch of so-called poets and poets gather to compose poems and then praise each other.

Su Ye has no interest in such boring gatherings. She doesn't know how to compose any poems, so why join in the fun? He immediately rejected Song Yu’s invitation.

Song Yu had a look of regret on his face, "That's a pity. I heard that Miss Feng will also participate. I thought I would listen to Miss Su's speech then, but it seems I have overthought it."

When he heard that Feng Yu'er was also going to participate, Su Ye's eyes suddenly lit up, "Wait, I changed my mind, I want to go."

She couldn't let Song Yu be attracted to Feng Yu'er.

After returning home, she began to collect poems written by Feng Yu'er in the past two years, oh no, copied.

You wouldn't know it if you didn't look at it, but Feng Yu'er is even more shameless.

From "The Book of Songs" to "The Analects of Confucius", from Li Bai to Du Fu to Su Shi and Xin Qiji, these sisters have read them all one by one.

What's even more shameful is that she directly took over the nickname of Shixian and gave herself the pen name of "Qinglian Jushi".

Su Ye took a rough look and found that most of the poems she copied came from the Chinese textbooks in the nine-year compulsory education and the poems that must be memorized for the college entrance examination. She could remember these so clearly. It seemed that Feng Yuer was either a senior in high school or had just finished the college entrance examination. s student.

Since Feng Yu'er likes copying so much, Su Ye will be a professional counterfeiter to reveal her true face.

When the three-day deadline came, Su Ye appeared at the Poetry Competition in Taishi Mansion as scheduled.

As she expected, the party was indeed boring.

The poems composed by the children of the aristocratic families became worse and worse each time. Su Ye was too lazy to listen, so he ran around in the small garden.

Anyway, Feng Yu'er hasn't come yet, so instead of staying in the hall and listening to bad poems torturing her ears, she might as well come out to enjoy the flowers and breathe fresh air.

"Ye Zi! Why are you here?"

When Su Ye heard someone calling her name, she looked over and saw a richly dressed noble man walking towards her.

Seeing Su Ye looking at him with confusion, Fang Heng slapped her on the shoulder and said excitedly: "Why, you haven't recognized me since you went to the border for a few months. What's that look in your eyes?"

Su Ye had inherited part of the original owner's memories in the past few days. She thought about it carefully and realized that this person should be Fang Heng, Su Ye's playmate since childhood.

If Su Ye is the notorious little bully in the capital, then Fang Heng is the constant follower of her little bully.

When Su Ye set someone on fire, he fanned the flames; when Su Ye hit someone, he handed him the knife.

In the past few years, Su Ye's high-profile pursuit of the second prince caused a lot of jokes, and Fang Heng's advice and suggestions were also behind it.

The people in the capital have been suffering from these two playboys from aristocratic families for a long time. However, one of them is the daughter of a powerful general who protects the country, and the other is the son of the richest man in the capital. The people cannot speak of their suffering.

As we all know, Su Ye and Fang Heng are idiots with no ideas. They rarely appear on occasions such as poetry and essay writing, so Fang Heng was surprised to see Su Ye appear in Taishi Mansion.

Su Ye slapped her back, "You, Fang Heng, are here, why can't I come?"

Fang Heng covered his shoulders with a look of pain on his face, "You have only been to the border for half a year, and your hands are much stronger."

Then he put his arms around Su Ye's shoulders and smiled shyly.

"Didn't I fall in love with a girl? I knew that the girl was coming to the Grand Master's Mansion, so I followed her. Who knew I would meet you here?"

Su Ye pushed Fang Heng away and said with disgust on his face: "Which girl is so unlucky that you fall in love with her?"

"You also know that this person is Feng Baoer, the daughter of the Minister of Hubu."

"what?"

Feng Yuer's sister, Feng Baoer.

Feng Baoer was originally a famous talented woman in the capital, but was later overshadowed by Feng Yuer who had traveled through time.

Gradually, the whole capital only remembers Feng Yu'er, who rose to fame, and forgets Feng Bao'er, who was once magnificent.