Mother and daughter reborn and swap bodies, both of them went crazy

After a while, King Qi came with a dozen young masters to join the game.

Since this happens in public, there is no need to be so strict about the difference between men and women.

Huang Yaning saw the three ungrateful people standing behind King Qi, and also saw Lin Zhijing.

And the Prince of Murong Mansion—Murong Yao.

Murong Yao was about fifteen years old, with delicate facial features; but his skin was a sickly pale color, his cheeks were an abnormal red, and his temperament was rather feminine.

Normally, Murong Yao rarely appears in crowded places. I heard that even his own banquet might not be held outside the courtyard. I didn't expect that he would be willing to leave the courtyard today.

For the ladies in Kyoto, Prince Qi is the most noble young man except for the Crown Prince.

In addition, there are the eldest princess's son Duanmu Hui and the third princess's son Murong Yao.

Duanmu Hui was handsome, gentle, and of impeccable status, appearance, and knowledge.

Duanmu Hui has always been the most popular candidate for husband in the hearts of the young ladies, and everyone is trying their best to marry Duanmu Rui.

Last year, the princess carefully selected a marriage for Duanmu Hui, but the girl fell ill right after the engagement and passed away within a year...

Therefore, there were rumors that Duanmu Hui was a wife-killer...

Everyone thought Murong Yao was very good, but he had been in poor health since childhood, and the imperial physician once said that he would not live past 30...

These two princes each have their own strengths and weaknesses.

Despite their shortcomings, there are still countless young ladies who want to marry these two men.

In addition, Lin Zhijing was also secretly looked at by many girls many times...

These young ladies all looked shy, but they were actually secretly looking at the gentlemen coming over from the corner of their eyes...

Soon the game started again, and the flower went around in everyone's hands and first landed in King Qi's hands.

King Qi immediately composed a poem, which was praised by everyone.

Then Murong Yao and Murong Yan both took flowers.

One writes lyrics, the other plays the piano...

The three people with the highest status showed their talents, and many of the others blushed with excitement.

After all, with such a good opportunity, most people still want to show their strengths and leave a good impression on the nobles at the table...

So, everyone stared at the flower, hoping that it would fall into their hands.

But this time, the flower fell into Sheng Mingzhu's hands.

Huang Yaning noticed that the three ungrateful people looked worried, but Lin Zhijing was not worried at all. Instead, he looked proud.

"I am a humble servant with limited knowledge and can only write a few words. I will show off my ugliness today..."

Everyone present knew that the Murong family had a close relationship with Master Dale; the county lady was especially caring towards Sheng Mingzhu, Master Dale's disciple.

Therefore, although some young ladies were unwilling to let Sheng Mingzhu snatch the opportunity to come to the fore, they did not dare to show it and just put on a very supportive appearance.

Sheng Mingzhu quickly wrote the word "Buddha".

"Good! Sister Mingzhu writes really well——"

"Great! You are worthy of being my junior sister!"

Sheng Mingbo and Lin Zhijing were the first to applaud.

Others also praised it.

Huang Yaning stared at the word, and to be honest, she was a little surprised.

Because this character is really good, the pen strokes and pen strength are very sophisticated, Sheng Mingzhu must have practiced very hard.

But after watching it for a long time, I felt a little weird.

She always felt that this word should not be like this. This word should give people a feeling of tranquility and compassion.

But Sheng Mingzhu's words gave her a sense of obsession.

It seemed as if Sheng Mingzhu desperately wanted to grab something, but did not dare to express her desire.

Hiding here and there, sneaking around...

Just like Sheng Mingzhu.

Such a good word is ruined.

Sheng Mingzhu returned to her seat with a shy look on her face, but she was extremely happy inside.

It seems like I have regained some of the feeling of being sought after.

When Sheng Mingzhu was at the White Horse Temple, he had imagined what would happen after returning to Beijing.

These young ladies from official families not only like to compete in dressing, but also in talent.

She used to be very good at dancing, but she hasn't danced since she broke her leg.

She doesn't like writing poems or playing the piano...

Later, she heard from her eldest brother that the little girl liked to practice calligraphy, but her handwriting was just average, so she wanted to start in this area.

When her senior brother heard about her idea, he asked his grandfather to ask another eminent monk for a few words for her.

Grandfather Lin said that her calligraphy skills were not important, as long as she could imitate some of the artistic conception of the eminent monk's calligraphy, she would be known as a talented woman when she returned to Beijing.

Sheng Mingzhu copied the painting diligently for three months and felt that she had already grasped the essence of it.

Today's first performance in public was a great success, and Sheng Mingzhu was very proud!

She couldn't help but glance at Brother Sheng, and seeing that Brother Sheng wasn't looking at her, Sheng Mingzhu's good mood instantly disappeared.

But she immediately remembered that this was in public, and Brother Sheng had said that in order to protect her from being targeted by other ladies, he would not "pay attention" to her in public...

Although Brother Sheng did this for her, Sheng Mingzhu still felt a little disappointed. In order to avoid being noticed, she had to pretend to be embarrassed and half-lowered her head...

At this time, the drum sounded again, and when the flower was in Huang Yaning's hands, the drum sound stopped suddenly.

Huang Yaning looked up at Murong Yan, and Murong Yan met her gaze and smiled sweetly.

It's easy to tell with your toes that this was specially arranged by Murong Yan.

Murong Yan wanted to laugh at her, and Huang Yaning smiled back.

Her jokes were not so funny, and she didn't know if Murong Yan would be able to laugh after a while.

"Oh, the flowers actually fell on a wild person like you—"

Murong Dan spoke with a sarcastic look on his face, but before he could finish his words, Murong Zhu next to him pulled his sleeve. Murong Dan then realized that there were many noblemen watching him, and he forced a smile.

"Miss Sheng Qi, you grew up in the countryside. I heard that you didn't have enough to eat when you were a child. You must have never been to school.

"Although you were taken back to Sheng Mansion later, it has only been a few years. It would be difficult for you to show your talent. Why don't you drink three cups as punishment?

"Although it's a bit boring, we can all understand you——"

drink wine?

How could Huang Yaning drink in Murong Yan's territory? Who knows if there are any additives in the wine...

She smiled slightly, "Don't worry about it, Fourth Miss Murong. I can also write a few words."

Upon hearing her words, Murong Dan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, with mockery in his eyes.

"Miss Sheng Qi, you don't think being able to write is a talent, do you?

"Miss Sheng Liu has been studying and learning calligraphy since she was young. She has dabbled in all kinds of arts, such as music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Later, she became a disciple of Master Da Le, whose senior brother is also a miraculous doctor...

"Miss Sheng Liu worked hard and had a famous teacher to guide her, so she could write such Zen-like words, but you..."

The other young ladies also began to cover their mouths and chuckle, and some young men looked at Huang Yaning with contempt.

"Fourth Miss Murong is right. As for your handwriting, you'd better forget it! Otherwise, you will be compared with Sister Mingzhu's handwriting and be eclipsed by her——"

Sheng Mingbo also spoke, and as soon as he finished speaking, he received Huang Yaning's cold gaze, as well as other people's looks of confusion or watching the show.

No matter how slow Sheng Mingbo was, he could still sense that the tone and meaning of his words were a bit harsh.

Sheng Mingyi stepped forward to help out and said.

“Xiao Qi, your fifth brother is outspoken, please don’t mind.

"We have all seen your handwriting, it is indeed good, but you have only practiced for a few years and there is still a lot of room for improvement. Why don't you show it to everyone in the future? Forget about today..."

"Yes, Xiaoqi, if you don't want to drink and be punished, let your brother help you drink this wine..."

Sheng Mingjian looked like a caring elder brother.