I started out with seven husbands, and I worked hard to support my family while crying.

Their strange conversation suddenly caught Pei Yan's attention.

What's going on? What nonsense are they spouting? Is there some kind of code they don't want us to know?

He sensed something unusual in the conversation between the two, one from ancient times and the other from modern times.

Pei Yan remained expressionless, but he glanced at the two men's expressions, trying to glean some clues from their demeanor.

Unfortunately, neither of them showed any unusual changes.

On the contrary, Long Jinyan laughed and said.

"My lady and Brother Changqing are really humorous. One of them talks about ancient times and the other about modern times. This is the first time I've ever heard such a conversation."

"Could it be that you two have some unspeakable secret, which is why you're using code words?"

He said this because, on the battlefield, normal conversations could easily be overheard by enemy spies.

You must have a unique code word specific to the military within your own team.

This was partly to prevent enemy spies from overhearing, and partly to make it easier for secret messages to be intercepted and seen.

Therefore, he considered himself an expert in this area, able to see through the conversation between the two at a glance.

However, he didn't understand the content.

Why not just ask the questions that are on your mind? After all, we're all family, so let's not be formal.

Murong Changqing stared coldly at Fang Xiaoxiao opposite him and gestured with his lips.

"I really don't know what kind of code this is. I'll have to ask Madam Fang what she means by this."

"?"

Pei Yan and Long Jinyan were completely bewildered and at their wits' end.

They both turned their gazes toward Fang Xiaoxiao, who was looking up at the stars in the sky.

Fang Xiaoxiao then realized that she had said something wrong.

Damn it, I shouldn't make any random comments in the future.

Strangely, what Murong Changqing said sounded so familiar, as if it were something I had dreamed about.

Is it possible...

She immediately realized that the damned Murong Changqing must have sneaked into the room while she was asleep and happened to catch her talking in her sleep.

hateful.

After realizing this, Fang Xiaoxiao's face turned ashen, and she glared at Murong Changqing with a cold expression and angry eyes.

The other person shrugged, indicating that he did not do it on purpose.

Well, that's the only way.

Fang Xiaoxiao thought to herself, "Oh well, I didn't lose anything anyway. I'll just be more careful when I sleep in the future."

She put on a smiling face and looked at the three people beside her.

"I was just expressing my feelings! What's the big deal?"

Pei Yan was completely baffled and had no idea what she was talking about.

Naturally, the other two were the same, as if they couldn't find their way home.

Seeing that she couldn't get away with it and noticing the three people's dissatisfied expressions, Fang Xiaoxiao quickly came up with a solution in her mind.

Got it!

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into my mind.

"Oh, I suddenly dreamed of a very strange scene. In that scene, the streets were bustling and lively, and the shops on both sides of the wide street were brightly lit. So I said, 'Modern and brilliantly lit.'"

To be honest, she was secretly overjoyed when she said those words, thinking that her reason was perfectly fabricated.

Just as she was waiting for the praise from the others, Na Zhilong Jinyan honestly tilted his head and said.

"Then why do you think the stars are so bright on ancient nights?"

Fang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but want to curse in her heart. If this guy were in modern times, he would definitely be a first-rate arguing person.

She was speechless, but then glanced at the other two and found that they were also staring at her.

Helpless, they had no choice but to continue making up excuses.

Lying is a hassle; once you tell one lie, you need countless more to cover it up.

"I'm not thinking about whether the stars were the same in ancient times as they are now."

"I remember a poem that goes, 'When will the moon be clear and bright? I raise my cup to ask the blue sky, but I wonder what year it is tonight in the celestial palace.'"

"!!"

All three of them wore expressions of disbelief.

what's the situation?

Did she just recite some words?

its not right!

Pei Yan, Long Jinyan, and Murong Changqing.

You look at me, I look at you.

Pei Yan found it most unbelievable. In his mind, Fang Xiaoxiao was just a nobody who only knew how to gather herbs in the mountains, was slightly greedy, and had some medical skills.

But the poems she just recited were truly astonishing to him.

Long Jinyan was alright, but he thought Fang Niangzi was quite impressive, able to compose poems off the cuff.

Murong Changqing racked his brains but still couldn't figure out when this lady Fang had acquired such exquisite and beautiful talent.

He prided himself on being well-read and knowledgeable, even as a prime minister, but just now, he felt that he had wasted all those years of studying.

He is no match for Madam Fang in any way; at the very least, he couldn't have composed such an amazing poem in such a short time.

"What's wrong? Did I misread the poem? That can't be right. I was kept after school by my teacher to recite the whole poem, 'Prelude to Water Melody'."

Fang Xiaoxiao glanced at the three of them, and they all looked like they had seen something bad. Their expressions were quite strange, especially Pei Yan's, which looked like someone owed him millions.

And Murong Changqing, why are you staring at me with wide eyes? Did I say something wrong?

"You don't need to be like this! Everyone should be able to recite the poem 'Shuidiao Getou' by heart. Don't look at me like that. If I mispronounced it, I can correct me!"

Fang Xiaoxiao felt that she should admit her mistake first, after all, so many years had passed, there must be some omissions.

Who would have thought that these words would come out so easily?

Murong Changqing was even more shocked, his eyes scanning her up and down.

He held the teacup in his hand, his voice trembling.

"You, the poem you just recited, is it called 'Prelude to Water Melody'?"

"Well, what happened?"

"Could you read it all out..."

"cannot!"

"..."

Fang Xiaoxiao shook her head and expressed herself.

She had no interest in finishing the rambling; she had only said it to appease a few people.

I just searched my mind for my predecessor, wondering if he had ever read "Shuidiao Getou". Little did I expect that my predecessor was really a spendthrift who only ate, drank and had fun, and had never attended school.

Speechless, utterly speechless.

Murong Changqing felt extremely uneasy after hearing what she said next. It was as if countless ants were crawling all over him, making him very uncomfortable.

He immediately changed his strategy, put on a slightly more conciliatory smile, and looked at Madam Fang.

"My wife, would you mind exchanging this jade pendant with me? Please tell me the entire poem in question."

Oh! This jade pendant looks exquisite and translucent; it's a milky white, rectangular piece of simple, unadorned jade.

Fang Xiaoxiao looked down, slightly surprised, and stretched out her fair, lotus-root-like arm.

"Alright then, I'll only reluctantly agree to tell you because you're pretty honest!"