Chapter 510: Prostitute rebirth 62

As soon as the ink painting entered the yard, he went straight to the north rain.
"Miss, Miss." The ink painting rushed over. "Miss, can you help me with a poem?"
Bei Yuyu looked at her suspiciously. "What do you say?"
Ink painting a small mouth, a very helpless said: "Miss, how do you see it?"
Bei Yu Yan pointed her pink face. "You have written on your face."
The ink painting pulled his face, and he sighed helplessly. "I know you can't stop you."
"Say, what happened?"
When I mentioned this, the ink painting came to the air and said with anger: "Miss, do you know how people outside now say Miss Two?"
"How to say?"
"Speaking of Miss II's talent is not lost to you, and even some people say that your talent is not as good as the second lady." Ink screamed.
In her mind, the lady is unparalleled, especially the second lady.
If she changed to someone else, she was not so angry, but Miss II made her very angry and very uncomfortable.
Last time they said that the lady had stolen the second Miss poem, Xiao Mohua had been worried about this matter.
"So you want to take my poem out and compare her?" North Rain said her purpose.
Xiaomo painted a red face and nodded. "The slaves let them know the poems of the lady, but not everyone can match you, especially Miss II."
The small ink painting has a heavy resentment against Bei Nianjin.
Bei Yu Yan looked at her, some wanted to laugh, but more felt warm.
"Let them say. Talent is not to say, time will prove everything." Bei Yu said calmly.
The little ink painting only thinks that the lady said it makes sense, and she gave up her little plan.
"There are people outside who even boast that the second lady is better than the lady. We have a regent, she does not."
A cup of tea just rained by Beiyu, almost squirted out.
She wiped her lips with a handkerchief, and this girl was really amazed.
If you hear this, you should be very happy.
"Miss, do you say that the slaves are right?" Xiaomo painted and looked at him with approval.
Even if you want to say no to Bei Yu, you can only nod in favor of her little expression.
The small ink painting was satisfied in an instant, and the depression before the sweep.
study
The North Mother took a stack of invitations and placed them on the table.
"Master, there are a lot of people who come to the door to ask for brocades during this time. I chose a few people who matched her. Which one is suitable for you?" North mother is also a fee for picking up the marriage of Kitang Nianjin. A lot of thoughts.
The North Nianjin is a smashing out, the door is too high to be a diverticulum, and the position of a wife is definitely not. Instead, lower some of the doors, but you can do the main room.
Although she doesn't like this girl very much, she always feels that this girl has a lot of thoughts, but she hasn't looked at her in this kind of thing.
After all, it is the sister of Bei Yuyu, who is not married well, lest it be said that her mother is deliberately treating her.
Just then, there was a person standing outside the study.
North Nianjin was carrying the soup, and he heard the words of the North Mother. The pace at the foot was a meal, standing in the same place, listening to the ears.
"This year the emperor wants to be a draft." Beichang Ping said.
Bei Nianjin, who stood outside the door, heard this and couldn’t help but improve it.
"Master, are you ready to send her to the palace?" North mother asked with a brow.
Beichang Ping nodded, one daughter was the regent Wang Hao, and one daughter was the emperor's nephew. Later in this big end, who would dare to deceive him.