High-class maid

"No way, you two are making such a big deal out of nothing, you're just making fun of me." Xiao Luosheng flicked her handkerchief and pretended to be angry.

"Alright, dear sister, it was my fault. I apologize to you." Hou Xinyu bowed gracefully, as if to squat down and pay her respects.

Startled, Xiao Luosheng rushed to help her, but upon seeing the smile on Hou Xinyu's lips, she realized she had fallen for his trick. Her face flushed, and she said...

"Oh, so you're threatening me now, huh!"

The group chatted and laughed inside the house, creating a lively atmosphere.

"Alright, we've seen the painting and discussed the poem, let's go pick up Fangxuan," Hou Xinyu said.

The Jiefang Pavilion mentioned by the young lady is a pavilion built specifically for holding various poetry gatherings and receiving guests.

This hall can accommodate dozens of people. There are two corridors, one in front and one in back, which connect the outer courtyard and the other in the inner courtyard. On the left side of the corridor are various flowers and plants, and on the right side are various rare and exotic rocks, artificial mountains and flowing water.

The corridor was draped with fragrant gauze, and the subtle fragrance, combined with the sheer fabric, gave Shen Xing'er the feeling of the entire Jiefang Pavilion in four words: extravagant and luxurious.

Shen Xing'er followed the group, and the further she walked, the more people there were. The young masters also came to Jiefang Pavilion from the other side of the corridor.

"Sister, you've arrived," said Hou Xinsong, Hou Xinyu's second younger sister, who was entertaining guests.

"Yes, Song'er, please invite all the sisters to take their seats," Hou Xinyu said.

Meanwhile, Hou Xinlan, the third sister born out of wedlock, glanced at Hou Xinyu and quickly turned her head away, as if she hadn't seen her.

But when she turned around, her companions who had been standing next to her all went to flatter Hou Xinyu. Hou Xinlan looked at the empty room beside her and gritted her teeth in anger.

"It's always like this. Why can't anyone see me when she comes out? Is it because I'm born out of wedlock? This is not fair to me!" Hou Xinlan thought to herself, her face unconsciously contorting with rage.

"Sister, let's go and entertain the guests." Just as Hou Xinlan was about to lose her composure, a gentle voice pulled her back to her senses. It was her second sister, Hou Xinsong.

"It was...me..." Hou Xinlan wanted to explain, but couldn't find the words.

"There are many people today, so you'd better keep your little schemes to yourself, sister. Otherwise, if Madam is unhappy, your aunt won't be happy either." Hou Xinsong patted her shoulder, her gentle face uttering such cold words.

Their little actions were observed by the First Madam, who was standing some distance away. The First Madam snorted coldly and muttered under her breath, "Disgraceful things." Then, she put on a smile and walked away as if nothing had happened.

After everyone was seated, Hou Xinyu’s voice rang out: “Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend the poetry gathering of our manor. The first poem in each of the three poetry gatherings today will be sent to the auction, and all the proceeds will be donated to the disaster victims.”

"it is good!"

"This young lady truly possesses heroic qualities; despite being a woman, she has such a magnanimous spirit."

"Yes, she held a poetry gathering in her own residence and donated the proceeds to disaster victims. Who wouldn't praise her as a bodhisattva?"

Shen Xing'er listened from behind and nodded in agreement. Hou Xinyu was a character created by the author in the book, and she was truly perfect and flawless. Otherwise, why would the First Madam like her so much?

Meanwhile, the eldest son, Xiao Yi'an, looked at the woman in front of him who spoke eloquently and without any stage fright, and was even more delighted, but he didn't know what she thought of him.

"Gentlemen and ladies, the first round today will be about chrysanthemums. You will have only a short time to write a poem or verse, and the one with the most votes will be the winner." An elderly man with a white beard stepped forward and explained the rules.

After hearing this, everyone immediately picked up the paper and pen beside them. Some lowered their heads to think, some looked up at the sky to find inspiration, and some picked up their pens and wrote quickly.

With nothing to do, Shen Xing'er looked around and suddenly saw a familiar figure behind the rockery. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was the Second Prince.

The Second Prince, accompanied by a servant, gazed at Xiao Luosheng with tender eyes. Suddenly, he realized someone was watching him; it was that little maid again.

The second prince smiled wryly, waved his fan, and walked back into the house.

Shen Xing'er was terrified. She cursed herself in her heart: "Fool, why did I look around like that! Now look what I've seen! Will the Second Prince kill me?"

"The incense stick's time is up! Please do not write your names, just leave a mark. We will nominate the winner when everyone votes."

At the call of the long-bearded old man, everyone stopped writing and had their maids and servants present their poems.

The old man looked through them one by one, nodded and said, "I already have a good idea, but it's impossible to please everyone, so please pass them around."

As he spoke, he distributed the poems in his hand to everyone, and they began to discuss them.

At this moment, Hou Xinyu was attracted by a poem with a picture of an eagle. She held it in her hands and read it over and over again, not wanting to take her eyes off it.

Unbeknownst to her, the eagle's owner, Xiao Yi'an, was also watching her. He saw Hou Xinyu holding his poems with great affection, and for a moment he felt that the two shared the same ideals.

Xiao Luosheng, not seeing the Second Prince at the poetry gathering, felt a slight pang of sadness. Just then, someone slipped a note into her hand. She secretly opened it and read...

"See you in the study."

Looking at the familiar handwriting, she was so excited she almost cried. She calmed herself and said casually, "Xing'er, I'm going to change. You come with me."

"Miss, what about me?" Ci'er, the young lady's personal maid, hurriedly asked.

"Keep an eye on my paper and pen for me, make sure no one tampers with them," Xiao Luosheng whispered instruction.

The maid thought that the young lady had entrusted her with the most important task, so she nodded solemnly and said, "Young lady, please go with peace of mind. I will not allow anyone to touch your paper and pen."

Shen Xing'er was speechless. How could her sister Ci'er be so silly one minute and so clever the next?

Shen Xing'er, whose name was called, helped the young lady leave the banquet. As expected, the young lady led her to the small study.

"Xing'er, wait for me here. Call me when the banquet is about to begin."

"Miss, you..."

"As long as you don't tell, Mother and Grandmother won't know." The young lady looked at her pleadingly, and for some reason, she chose to believe this little girl.

"Miss, please go and come back quickly," Shen Xing'er said.

Enough. What is love in this world that makes people willing to die for each other?

Moreover, the second prince in the book truly dotes on Xiao Luosheng. However, now he has the crown prince eyeing him covetously in front of him and the third prince waiting for him to make a mistake behind him, so he has to act cautiously.

"Sheng'er, you've come. I'm sorry you've had to suffer these past few days." As soon as Xiao Luosheng pushed open the door, the Second Prince came over and said.

The words she had thought of over and over again vanished the moment she saw the Second Prince. Tears welled in Xiao Luosheng's eyes as she shook her head and said nothing.

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