Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Each person's purse features an embroidered modern cartoon character.

It's nothing special in modern times, but people in ancient times had never seen anything like it.

They were all incredibly excited about them, holding onto the pouches so tightly they didn't want to let go.

Du Feixue was no exception. She had been indifferent to Mu Qingwan, but as someone who loved embroidery, she couldn't help but marvel at the pattern on it.

"Qingwan, what is your brain made of? How do you come up with so many novel ideas!"

As Du Feixue spoke, she couldn't help but touch it again.

"Compared to the princess, I am far inferior."

Mu Qingwan remained modest.

Once everyone had arrived, Du Feixue had tea and snacks served.

The ladies leaned against the railing and began to admire the peonies.

"Why don't we compose a poem?"

Sure enough, someone made the suggestion.

Mu Qingwan's eyes lit up, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

When it comes to poetry, she has a vast repertoire of Tang poems, Song lyrics, and Yuan songs in her mind.

It's just easy to come by.

"Then what should it be named?"

Mu Qingyou asked.

"Today we are here to appreciate peonies, so it must be related to peonies."

Du Feixue pondered for a moment, then spoke.

As soon as she finished speaking, a maid brought over a brush and ink.

Some of the young ladies frowned in thought, while others stared intently at the peony.

Du Feixue was also muttering to herself.

Mu Qingyou smiled slightly, holding a cup of tea and sipping it slowly.

It seemed that Mu Qingwan had already made up her mind.

At this moment, Mu Qingwan picked up a calligraphy brush and began to write rapidly.

Ladies, you're just talking about it.

Although they were ladies from respectable families, they spent their time reading and practicing calligraphy, and occasionally composing poems for fun.

Even though Du Feixue was known as a talented woman, it would still take her a long time to come up with a poem.

After all, there is so much for women to learn. If they were all like men, how could they possibly start writing as soon as they begin?

However, as soon as the topic was mentioned, Mu Qingwan had already started writing.

Judging from the way she wrote, her thoughts flowed like a spring, and she wrote a whole string of words in one go.

Several people had already lost their footing and were standing behind Mu Qingwan to watch.

"Who were the Yao and Wei families of yesteryear, who were delighted to acquire such a rare flower from the official residence? Its enchanting beauty under the wind and moon, a flower of heavenly riches and earthly splendor, truly exquisite!!"

He read it aloud and couldn't help but exclaim, "Great!"

"What a magnificent and luxurious flower, a flower of heaven and earth!"

Upon seeing the poem written by Mu Qingwan, everyone gave it a thumbs up.

"His soul will one day be etched into his collarbone, his lips touched by the arrowhead's sand. In the rear garden, the jade tree hears songs, shaming even Chen Gong's description of Li Hua. Truly, it's beautifully written!"

Everyone offered their comments.

Du Feixue walked up to her and looked at her, who had written in delicate small regular script, yet the poems she wrote were so grand and elegant.

"Qingwan is truly talented!"

The young women in the crowd couldn't help but marvel.

"Why does this poem look so familiar?!"

There was an unassuming young lady, tilting her head, looking somewhat puzzled.

Mu Qingwan frowned immediately. "This is what I just wrote. What do you mean by saying this?!"

Mu Qingwan dared to be so arrogant at this moment because she knew that this era was fictional and those characters did not exist.

So it doesn't matter how much she plagiarizes.