A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

Back then, An Xiaoqing was also a top student in the Chinese Department of A University, so what was the point of memorizing some ancient poems?

I just thought about the past, all kinds of things in the university, the good time when I was in love with Chen Zihan, now we are separated, he betrayed himself, betrayed the oath of loving and staying together...

Obviously he is the betrayer, why does he now have a warm and happy home, but he is wandering in another world, like a rootless weed, letting the rain and the wind blow, struggling to survive?

God do you have eyes?How unfair you are!

The more she recited, the more heartbroken she was. The wound that had been covered up with all her efforts was ruthlessly uncovered, tearing her heart and her lungs apart. For a moment, An Xiaoqing was so sad that she forgot where she was. Later, she burst into tears.

The eunuch Bingbi writes like flying, but it is still difficult for one person to memorize such a quick recitation. King Ning was overjoyed and took the pen to help record it himself.

In one breath, An Xiaoqing actually recited eighteen masterpieces from her previous life. At the end of the reading, she covered her face and ran out in tears.

The whole hall suddenly became quiet, and even the sound of breathing seemed to have stopped. King Ning stood there blankly with a brush in his hand, unable to get out of the poem just now for a long time.

It’s so wonderful, almost all of them are masterpieces handed down from generation to generation, the first one is heroic, majestic, powerful, and magnificent. Without a great mind, rich knowledge, and deep literary foundation, it is impossible to make so many masterpieces in one go. .

Who said that the Pei family girl can't compose poems?Who said she was born as a slave?Who is this slave?Being able to raise such an outstanding talented woman should be reported to the emperor and a memorial archway should be erected for her to be admired by the world.

Prince Ning and Concubine Ning were shocked on the spot, and those few girls who were sarcastic and scolded An Xiaoqing were even more pale. No wonder Princess Funing praised the girl from the Pei family to the sky. Compared with her?

Even if the number one scholar came, he might not be able to compare with her.

"My concubine, what are you still dissatisfied with?" King Ning asked excitedly while holding Princess Ning's hand.

"My lord, hurry up and get the job. I'm afraid I'll be one step too late. As soon as these poems are spread, someone who proposes marriage will break through the door of Pei's family."

"Don't worry, dear concubine, let me arrange all the poems, and I will bind them into a book. This will be recorded in the annals of literature and history. Think about it, our daughter-in-law will be a talented woman that even men can't match in the future." Woolen cloth."

The prince couldn't put it down in his hand, and was eager to sort it out with the eunuch Bingbi.

As for An Xiaoqing, she rushed out of Changchun Palace aimlessly and ran all the way. There was a large clear lake in front of her. She stopped by the lake and stared blankly at the swaying surface of the lake, feeling unsettled for a long time.

There was sand falling from the top of her head, which woke An Xiaoqing up. She raised her head in surprise and gasped, only to see a slender man on a rockery not high beside her, staring at the lake in front of her just like her. He is standing on the edge of the rockery, below is the unfathomable lake, just take one step forward...

Seeing him standing still for a long time, he seemed to be hesitating, was he about to commit suicide?

"Hello!" An Xiaoqing felt anxious seeing his precarious appearance.

Lifting the skirt, he climbed up the rockery, and hurriedly grabbed the man's arm and pulled him back.