Nongmen noble girl, she was conferred a god by her beauty

Chapter 227 Apologize
Du Qing's eyes stared like copper bells, "Xiao, Mr. Xiao"

But in his heart he was wondering why Mr. Xiao wanted to help that little village girl Chu Wanning.

Not only Du Qing had doubts, but everyone present had such doubts in their hearts.

Mr. Xiao sat directly on the stone chair and changed his posture, "Why don't you continue talking? Didn't you guys have a lot of fun just now?"

Du Shizi took a step forward and cupped his hands at Mr. Xiao, "Mr. Xiao misunderstood, this matter has nothing to do with my younger sister. She also saw that Miss Chu broke into the poetry meeting privately, and was worried that she would disturb Mr. Xiao, so she lost her temper for a while. Please don't blame me, sir."

Du Qing nodded quickly, "Yes, Mr. Xiao."

Thousands of mistakes are all Chu Wanning's fault.

She stared at Chu Wanning angrily, the anger in her eyes seemed to burn him.

Xiao Rufeng looked at Chu Wanning casually, "What do you say?"

"Oh!" Chu Wanning chuckled, "As soon as this group of people appeared, they accused me of breaking into the poetry club without listening to any excuses. I also want to ask, are the children of the aristocratic families in the capital Is this kind of virtue? If it is true, it is indeed very disappointing!"

The corner of Xiao Rufeng's mouth twitched, someone was about to start.

Hearing Chu Wanning's unabashed sarcasm, Du Shizi's face suddenly changed.

"Miss Chu, for the sake of the girls in the family, this son has tolerated you a little bit. You don't know how to flatter you."

It's just a wild girl from the countryside, even if she has a beautiful face, she can't erase her petty air.

"Enough!" Xiao Rufeng couldn't listen anymore.

Originally, he wanted Chu Wanning to solve the matter by himself, but he forgot that the children of the aristocratic family grew up in the capital, each of them is a proud son of heaven, and they are used to bullying others. If he just watched the fun, once the little ancestor got angry, The whole capital city will be turned upside down by her.

Du Shizi looked puzzled, "Mr. Xiao?"

As Xiao Rufeng is a great Confucian, the Holy Majesty would call him into the palace every month to have an audience. His own knowledge spread throughout the Changjin Kingdom. Even the current Holy Majesty has suggested many times that he intends to let him teach Princess Linyue.

It was just unexpected that Xiao Rufeng declined gently.

The sage loves talent, and he didn't get angry because of it. When Xiao Rufeng left the palace, he gave him a reward. He was in the limelight for a while, so that the elders in the aristocratic family especially told the younger generation not to offend him.

It is true that Rao is the highly anticipated Du Shizi of the family.

Xiao Rufeng snorted, and didn't look good towards Du Shizi, "Who said she didn't have invitations for the poetry meeting?"

All the people present were dumbfounded.

Where did a little village girl get invitations from the poetry meeting?

Xiao Rufeng looked at Chu Wanning, who had delicate eyebrows and eyes, and said in a friendly voice, "Chu girl, show them the post you received."

Hearing the words "Chu girl", the veins on Chu Wanning's forehead couldn't help jumping.

Xiao Rufeng!
Du Shizi frowned.

Ms. Chu doesn't really have a post about the poetry club in her hand, does she?
Then his previous actions. Isn't it a fallacy?

Thinking of this, Du Shizi, who always prided himself on being upright in front of outsiders, became inexplicably ugly.

Damn!

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Ugh!
Chu Wanning let out a long sigh in her heart.

She looked towards Luoluo behind her.

Luoluo nodded slightly, and took out the post that she had already prepared, "Everyone can see clearly, my girl came in by virtue of the post, not by sneaking in."

The faces of Chu Zhenzhen and the others changed drastically.

King Rong Xiaojun finally found a chance, he took the post and opened it with his hand, "Sure enough, this is undoubtedly a post from the Poetry Club, but"

"But what?" Du Qing asked hastily.

"However, the signer in the lower right corner of this post is." At this point, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Chu Wanning in disbelief, "Mr. Xiao wrote this post!"

Even the post from Rongjun Palace was not written by Mr. Xiao.

Xiao Rufeng nodded, "That's right, I personally ordered someone to deliver the post to Miss Chu."

There was an uproar at the scene.

Chu Yingying even kept giving Chu Jiaojiao winks, telling her to think of a solution quickly, not wanting Chu Jiaojiao to tighten her lips, and shook her head helplessly.

Du Qing couldn't hold back, "This is absolutely impossible!"

Rong Xiaojun Wang is furious.

Does the Pingjiang Hou Mansion not trust him?

The little county king is usually used to being wanton. Besides, Du Qing is not Chu Wanning, so he will not spoil her, so he directly threw the post in his hand into Du Shizi's arms, "Your surname is Du, look for yourself."

Du Shizi looked down, his eyes were also full of surprise.

it is true.

These people have all read Mr. Xiao's articles, so they naturally recognize his handwriting.

Xiao Rufeng looked at Du Shizi's eyes with unclear meaning, "Since you all know that you misunderstood Miss Chu, shouldn't you apologize to her?"

King Rong Xiaojun nodded in agreement, "That's right, Miss Chu came in with a post, but you all said that she sneaked in and caused trouble. You really should apologize to her." Especially Du Qing who shouted the most.

Du Qing's eyes widened.

Is a little village girl worthy of her apology?

Du Shizi turned and looked at Chu Wanning, "Since it's a misunderstanding, it's good to let it go, Miss Chu, don't you think so?" As long as Chu Wanning doesn't care about this matter, Mr. Xiao will definitely not pursue it any further.

Du Qing was stunned for a moment, then glared at Chu Wanning, "Chu Wanning, tell Mr. Xiao that you won't pursue this matter."

Chu Wanning turned back to the stone chair, completely ignoring Du Qing's ugly face, and said calmly, "Who are you?"

Du Qing's expression changed drastically.

Chu Zhenzhen and Chu Yingying looked at each other, shook their heads in a daze, and tacitly stopped talking.

On the contrary, Chu Jiaojiao couldn't see the situation clearly, she took two steps forward, pretending to be concerned, "Big sister, you have nothing to lose in this matter, now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, don't be too aggressive."

"If my mother hears about this, she will surely persuade my eldest sister to calm down."

Chu Wanning didn't even lift her eyelids, as if she didn't pay attention to her.

Chu Jiaojiao bit her lower lip with hatred.

Xiao Rufeng tapped the table lightly with his slender fingertips, and said casually: "Could it be that the Marquis of Pingjiang's residence doesn't even know how to make an apology? If so, then tomorrow I will go to the residence in person, so I can ask Marquis Pingjiang."

Du Shizi's expression changed.

Taking a deep breath slowly, he cupped his hands towards Chu Wanning, "Miss Chu was surprised today." At the end, she did not forget to give Du Qing a wink, signaling her to come over quickly.

Due to the intimidation of her elder brother, Du Qing had no choice but to take a step forward slowly, and reluctantly said, "I'm sorry."

The sound was like a mosquito, even Chu Zhenzhen, who was closest to her, couldn't hear her.

Chu Wanning smiled, "Chu Zhenzhen, did you hear that?"

Chu Zhenzhen froze for a moment, then nodded after realizing, "I heard."

"Really?" Chu Wanning laughed again.

Yu Sangsang, who was also standing beside Du Qing, raised her hands impatiently, "Miss Chu, I can't hear you."

Du Qing was so angry that she quickly gave Yu Sangsang a glance.

Why are you everywhere!
Yu Sangsang pouted.

You can't control it.

Du Shizi's eyes sank.

Du Qing subconsciously shuddered, closed her eyes and said loudly: "I'm sorry, is it okay?" The circles of her eyes turned red all of a sudden, as if she had suffered a great grievance, she ran away covering her face.

Chu Zhenzhen was worried, "Du Shizi, I'm going to see Qingqing."

(End of this chapter)