Shengjing Noble

Su Lanyin did not explain much, but just took out the jade pendant and handed it to her.

"You go to Prince Rong's mansion in disguise as a servant and hand this purse to His Highness the Seventh Prince."

"Seventh, Seventh Prince?" Cuizhu was horrified.

"I'll explain it to you when I get back. Remember not to let anyone see it."

"Yes, slave, go right away."

Although Cuizhu was confused, she knew it was a serious matter, so she immediately packed up her things and ran to change her clothes.

Su Lanyin was already ready, and as soon as she went out, she saw Su Shengyun waiting by the carriage.

He was dressed in a dark blue robe today, with a plain thin velvet cloak on the outside. His jet-black hair was tied up high, revealing his extraordinarily handsome face, which made him look just like what the poem says: "The man on the street is as beautiful as jade, and he is unparalleled in the world!"

And Su Lanyin, dressed as a man, actually has 70% similarities with him in features and eyebrows. Both the brother and sister are elegant and handsome.

In contrast, Su Lanxin and Su Shenghao, who had just come out of the gate of the Su Mansion, looked very noble.

The brother and sister were dressed in silk and satin, with expensive accessories hanging around their waists. They looked dazzling even from a distance.

Su Lanyin just glanced at them indifferently and then dragged the third brother to get in the car, but there are some people who you want to stay away from but they just have to come up to you and disgust you.

Su Lanxin stepped forward to block the two's way, with a wicked smile on her lips, and said with confidence: "I didn't expect you to dare to attend the poetry meeting."

There was a scornful smile in her eyes.

But Su Lanyin was unmoved, not even frowning, she just smiled and said, "Since my sister has invited you, how can I disappoint you?"

"Well, okay, then we'll see you at the poetry reading later. Today will definitely be something you'll never forget."

"Then let's wait and see."

The two smiled at each other, their eyes were sharp, like the collision of thunder and fire.

"It's getting late, let's go." Su Shengyun stepped forward to interrupt.

Su Shenghao said disdainfully: "Why waste time with these two losers?"

"How can you say that, brother? After all, the fact that my third brother and sixth sister have the courage to go out is already admirable."

"Humph, if you go, you will only bring shame upon yourself. Let's go."

After saying this, the brother and sister got into the carriage with their heads held high, like two proud peacocks, unrivaled in everything.

Su Shengyun frowned, feeling unhappy but still comforted: "Yinyin, don't listen to their nonsense. You are the smartest in your brother's heart."

Su Lanyin smiled at him gently: "Don't worry, Third Brother, I won't take the rubbish to heart, let's go."

"it is good."

The two carriages went one after the other towards Jingxin Lake where the poetry meeting was held.

It was the middle of winter, and the lake was covered with a thick layer of ice. In the center of the lake stood quietly a huge flower boat, decorated magnificently.

A makeshift wooden bridge led to the deck, and many talented people from Shengjing were invited to attend.

The winner of today's poetry competition will receive a rare Tianshan Snow Lotus, which is priceless and many people are eyeing it.

Su Lanyin naturally thought of this as well. After all, the Tianshan Snow Lotus could be used as medicine, which had a very good effect on her elder brother's injuries.

I followed the long line into the cabin and sat in my seat according to the number plate.

The host said a few simple words and the poetry reading officially began.

The first few rounds were all simple poems, but as the questions became more and more tricky, the difficulty increased.

The pearl curtain swayed slightly, and a beautiful and mysterious figure appeared on the stage.

She had a graceful figure and wore a veil on her face, revealing delicate and charming eyebrows and eyes, which instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

"Today, Miss Xingyue will play the piano and sing songs, which will surely inspire us to write poetry!"

"It usually costs platinum to ask for a meeting with Miss Xingyue, but today I can have such a good thing."

"Miss Xingyue is proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is the most talented woman in our Sheng Dynasty!"

……

Everyone praised her endlessly, but the woman standing on the stage remained unmoved. There was a cold look in her eyes. She sat quietly on the chair, took out the pipa and began to play. She slightly parted her red lips and slowly sang a beautiful song.

Everyone present was immersed in the pleasant singing, except Su Lanxin who looked disdainful.

"Humph, such lascivious music, how can it be compared with my song?"

As soon as she said this, people around her looked at her with contempt or doubt.

"You are too ridiculous, kid. Do you know that Miss Xingyue is very accomplished in lyrics and music?"

"You really don't know how high the heavens are and how dare you laugh at Miss Xingyue. How ridiculous!"

"Since you said that, you must have some abilities. Why don't you go on stage and show them off!"

……

Everyone's words made Su Lanxin more and more disdainful. She raised her chin and said confidently and proudly: "Show it off, who's afraid of who?"

After saying this, he walked towards the stage with confidence.

Miss Xingyue was interrupted halfway through singing her song.

“You, go away!”

Su Lanxin's domineering look was simply outrageous, but she was completely unaware of it and continued to do as she pleased.

Fortunately, Xingyue looked calm and not angry. She just lowered her head, stood up, saluted, and then stepped back.

Seeing that she was about to leave the stage, Su Lanxin shouted, "Don't be in such a hurry to leave. Do you dare to compete with me?"

Xingyue paused, turned around and looked at her, with a hint of disgust in her eyes.

"Sir, I am only here to entertain you talented people, not to compete with anyone."

Her expression was indifferent, and there was nothing wrong with her words, which could even be considered as tolerance.

However, Su Lanxin seemed to have been stepped on, and asked angrily: "What do you mean? Are you afraid of me or do you look down on me if you don't compete with me?"

Xing Yue frowned and patiently explained, "I didn't mean that. Please don't be unreasonable, sir."

"It's just a competition, what are you afraid of? Why, are you so unconfident in yourself? Also, do you think that by wearing a veil and being mysterious, you can make all the men present fall in love with you? You are such a green tea bitch."

"Master, be careful with your words! I have absolutely no such intention!"

"I don't care. Today you either compete with me or take off your veil!"

After these words were spoken, everyone looked like they were enjoying a good show.

After all, it is rumored that Miss Xingyue is extremely beautiful and is a rare beauty in the world.

But not everyone is lucky enough to see this beauty.

Therefore, even though Su Lanxin was obviously forcing someone to do something against their will, no one would stand up for Xingyue.

They all wanted to take advantage of the situation to see what the most beautiful woman in Shengjing looked like.

Xingyue was in a very embarrassing situation standing on the stage. Although she was the most beautiful courtesan, she had little influence and dared not resist.

Every year, the classic poems composed at the poetry meeting would be reviewed by the emperor himself.

If the poetry gathering was ruined because of her, it would be a heinous crime punishable by beheading.

But once her face is seen by others, it will lose its value and she will be forced by the brothel mother to engage in the flesh trade.

If she had not been able to preserve her innocence by relying on her mysterious fame in Shengjing over the years, she might have committed suicide with a single stroke of white silk.