Lord Huo picked up a real princess

Chapter 262 Who Is The Fairy

When Dou Peishan and Wanwan arrived at Zheng's house, the banquet was already halfway through. Zheng Yan and Fu Yansheng finished the opening dance and held up glasses to thank the guests for coming.

A servant with a tray came forward and whispered something in Zheng Yan's ear. Zheng Yan smiled even more, she glanced at a figure standing in the crowd, and said with a smile: "A lot of people have come here today." My friend, let me introduce you to this special one."

Qin Ying looked at Zheng Yan enviously, and suddenly her elbow was hit hard.

"Qin Ying, Miss Zheng called you, what are you doing?"

Qin Lan was speechless, she was in a daze at this moment, and didn't know whether to say she was big-hearted or stupid.

Qin Ying suddenly came back to her senses, and found that many people around her turned their heads, and their eyes seemed to be staring at her.

She subconsciously checked the skirt on her body, fearing that there was something wrong with her, but she heard Zheng Yan say: "My friend is shy, but he can write well."

The people in the venue are either rich or expensive, and they are used to arty after earning money and fame, so they are still very interested in the Wenhua Award, and several of them are sponsors this time.

"Sakura, come."

Qin Ying only felt that her heart was beating very fast, and the spotlight of the dance hit her at some point, shrouding her in that unreal world.

Dazed, Qin Ying walked towards Zheng Yan by accident.

"Quite young?"

"It's Mr. Chen's student, I know. I heard that he wrote a good work this time, and the experts from the Book Association are full of praise."

"Really, the younger generation is terrifying."

Qin Ying walked up to Zheng Yan under the discussion of the crowd, and whispered timidly: "Miss Zheng, are you looking for me?"

With a kind smile on the corner of Zheng Yan's mouth, she put her hand on Qin Ying's shoulder affectionately, and turned her to everyone.

"Let me introduce to everyone. This is Qin Ying, a student of Mr. Chen. Although the awarding of the Wenhua Award has been postponed this time, the list for the competition has already been drawn up." "Speaking of which, I have studied it for a few years, but the writing is really not good. I dare not even participate in this Mandarin Award."

The master said so, and the people below naturally had to agree.

"Miss Zheng is too modest."

"That's right, Ms. Zheng has learned it anyway, the one in our family doesn't even know how to hold a brush."

Qin Ying heard Zheng Yan's joyful laughter ringing in her ears, her ears were itchy slightly, but she didn't dare to scratch her hands, like a statue, she tried her best to make her smile look better, she didn't dare to look at the guests, so she just looked at the guests. The door that can see the moonlight.

Zheng Yan said: "Our Zheng family has an extra second lady this time. She also likes calligraphy, and she even participated in this Wenhua Award."

Everyone knows that the Zheng family has an extra second lady this time, who Zheng Xinmin somehow recognized as his goddaughter, not from the capital.

Although there were quite a few families present at night, although they were good, they were far inferior to the Zheng family. Zheng Yan, the real lady, must have no hope.

If the second young lady's appearance is not bad, and her manners are not bad, she can be regarded as a relative with the Zheng family after marrying her home.

Many people have this idea.

But I haven't seen this legendary second lady until now, and I heard someone talking about it on the other side of the female guests.

"He is from the countryside. It seems that he has only read the book for a year. He has no education, so he dare not attend the banquet."

"Isn't it too exaggerated? Why did Uncle Zheng adopt such a person?"

"It should be because of her pity. Do you know Ms. Zheng's cousin? She said that the second Ms. Zheng had just arrived, and she said she wanted to learn piano from Master Zheng Ming. She also said that she likes calligraphy, so she asked Uncle Zheng for an antique inkstone. Woolen cloth."

"Is it there...the founding emperor used inkstones, I've heard that my dad was there at the auction."

With all these things, everyone couldn't help but appear in front of everyone a black and ugly image of scheming, scheming, not greedy.

Seeing that the banquet has already started, and Miss Zheng Er hasn't appeared yet, she must be really ashamed to meet people and dare not attend the banquet.

Qin Ying had been by Meng Wenhui's side all night, and her ears were callused after hearing these words, so when Zheng Yan mentioned that Miss Zheng Er had also participated in the Wenhua Award competition, even she curled her lips in a mocking manner.

"Second Miss also participated? That must be well written, right?"

"Can I win the gold award? No, didn't you just say that the gold award is for this little girl? It's not a gold award, but it's a silver award anyway."

"It's a coincidence at night. Look, there is a book and ink table here. Do you want to let the two ladies show their hands?"

Meng Wenhui said in the crowd: "Naturally, Qin Ying said that she will write a book on the spot tonight as a gift for the birthday star."

"That's a good relationship." Who is the fairy?
Qin Ying had been copying that word a few months ago, not to mention that it was exactly the same, but it seemed to be no problem at all.

Zheng Yan gave her such a dream opportunity, how could she not seize it, she took a deep breath, and felt that God had finally been merciful to her.

"Then I'll be ugly."

Zheng Yan pursed her lips, her gaze paused intentionally or unintentionally at the unoccupied doorway, and said, "Pay paper for Sakura."

A servant with quick hands and feet had already prepared everything, and Qin Ying swallowed nervously on the ink table where all eyes were gathered.

After a while, she stopped, put the pen on the pen stand, took a deep breath, looked over the crowd to Zheng Yan, and waited for her to call someone to show her work.

Also ready to receive the praise of the crowd.

"Didn't the second lady also like calligraphy? After the little girl finishes writing, why don't you ask the second lady to write a copy, isn't it a good thing?"

"Yes, yes, good things come in pairs. This second young lady's handwriting must also be very unusual."

There were a lot of people talking, some people really wanted to watch the fun, some were complimenting the Zheng family, and some were taking the opportunity to ridicule, anyway, the atmosphere in the venue was lively, and no one knew who said what.

In short, it was very lively.

Zheng Yan smiled and said: "Then I said it doesn't count. When my sister comes, you have to ask her if she is willing."

At this time, the housekeeper suddenly said, "Mrs. Dou and the others are here."

Madam Dou?
Everyone looked towards the gate, like a dog smelling meat and bones. They were both happy and surprised.

What I am happy about is that noble lady with gorgeous clothes and jewels, isn't she the wife of the Huo family, Dou Peishan?
Some people who have never seen real people have always seen newspaper news.

It seems that the Zheng family and the Huo family really have some other relationship. Otherwise, how could the hostess of the Huo family come to attend Zheng Yan's birthday in person?
So the news that the Huo family is alive, is it true?
Everyone had different thoughts, but the one who was surprised was the woman next to Dou Peishan.

The opening dance is in the inner hall, but the garden outside is also a place for banquets, and some skylight can be glimpsed from the hall.

The night is low and the stars are walking, this is a very beautiful night.

However, the woman who appeared from the night was dressed in azure blue star river rhinestone skirt, which complemented her already white complexion, like the moonlight in the sky, rippling with whiteness.

The already beautiful face is slightly powdered, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are like stars, and her lips are vermilion.

Look, it's even more beautiful than the night.

(End of this chapter)