No. 666 explained: "It is more difficult to achieve special achievements, and the gain will be stronger for the host, and the rewards you get will be doubled."

"Qi Ruo Jinlan..." Mingshu thought for a while, "High-quality women refer to Le Zhihe's Jingjing just now."

"Yes." No. 666 affirmed her statement, "There are very few people who can be systematically rated as high-quality women."

"What about me?" Mingshu showed hopeful eyes, "Am I considered a high-quality woman?"

No. 666 fell into silence, and it changed the subject: "Don't you want to know the effect of that #Ginlan Wine# skill?"

Shen Mingshu: OK, I understand.

#Jinlan Wine#: Mixed into water can relieve simple toxicity, and long-term use can also strengthen the body.

(Half a month condenses into a drop, which can be accumulated)

Mingshu could see a small gold bottle on the system panel, with the number 1 written on the surface, which means there is a drop of golden orchid wine inside.

According to the system description, this skill is also very useful.

In ancient times, her medical level was not very good, but her drug production technology was in full bloom, and various poisons emerged one after another. With this skill to protect her, she could feel much more at ease on weekdays.

The only shortcoming is that the skill CD has grown a little longer, and only one drop can be obtained in half a month, and at most twenty-four drops a year, so you must save some use.

When Mingshu returned to the inner room, Jiang Lezhi was already in her seat. Seeing her coming back, she waved happily at her.

When she got her seat, Jiang Lezhi said with a slight smile: "You don't know that at noon, Wuxiangzhai made crispy small rice and honey chicken wings. The small rice was crispy and crispy, and the chicken wings were fragrant and soft. It was so delicious that I couldn't help but add more rice."

"And there are new dishes today, glutinous rice pearl meatballs. After taking a bite, it's so good that the juice leaves fragrance..."

Before she could finish her words, Mingshu's stomach made a gurgling sound.

Seeing Mingshu's shy expression, Jiang Lezhi said clearly: "I know you haven't eaten yet."

As she said that, she mysteriously took out a bag of oil paper from her desk pocket and handed it to her like a treasure: "Here!"

"I made three pieces of the small steak and two chicken wings. Unfortunately, the rice was not easy to bring, so I kidnapped all the remaining glutinous rice pearl meatballs."

Mingshu stared at the oil-paper bag handed over by Jiang Lezhi. It was still warm to the touch, and the warmth reached her heart along her fingertips.

"Why don't you eat?" Jiang Lezhi's hand danced in front of her, "Oh, are you embarrassed? Then I'll accompany you to eat outside."

The two of them left the study together and sat down on the corridor outside the small building in the inner room.

Mingshu opened the oil paper bag and the food inside was moist and greasy. The chicken wings and small rows were bright in color, but the glutinous rice meatballs were slightly flattened.

Mingshu took one, lifted the veil and put it into her mouth. As expected, it was as if Jiang Lezhi had said, her lips and teeth were filled with fragrance.

Jiang Lezhi sat aside with a smile and watched her eat. Mingshu accidentally discovered that there was a large piece of oil stain on her sleeve, which was obviously rubbed on her when she brought her meal.

But she didn't care at all. Seeing Mingshu eating sweetly, she smiled happily.

The food is very sweet, but Mingshu feels like her throat is stuck and her eyes are astringent.

She silently said to No. 666 in her heart: It’s so good to have fun..."

"It's indeed a good girl." After 666, he paused for a moment before returning to her.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Mingshu always feels that its tone is filled with regret.

"The last time I ate glutinous rice meatballs, it was the last time I had done." Mingshu sighed in her heart.

No. 666 did not talk. It vaguely sensed that the host's previous life was a forbidden zone in her heart. Even if she took the initiative to mention it, it did not want to get involved.

Mingshu swallowed the last glutinous rice meatball, and felt a lot of emotions in her heart, but she didn't know how to express it to Jiang Lezhi.

Finally, thousands of words just turned into one sentence: "It's delicious, thank you for your love."

Jiang Lezhi rose two dimples and waved his hand: "A small matter."

Seeing Mingshu finished eating, she supported her chin and said, "I think your face is much better. When can you lose your veil?"

In fact, the effect of the allergic halo has long passed, but the allergic reaction is too fast, which inevitably makes people feel strange, so Mingshu continued to wear a veil.

In addition to the inconvenience of eating, the veil did not affect her life and even made her feel safe. As a result, she had no idea of ​​taking off the veil for a while.

However, since Jiang Lezhi mentioned it, Mingshu touched her ears and said in a uncertain tone: "It should be possible to pick it in two days..."

"That's good." Jiang Lezhi smiled and held her, "Since we're done with our meal, let's go and study."

Yes, Jiang Lezhi is a very diligent little girl. Under her leadership, Mingshu reviews her morning homework and previews her afternoon homework every noon.

Although it's a little late now, I should be able to preview it for a while.

Thinking of this, Mingshu followed Jiang Lezhi obediently.

The afternoon sunlight fell on the two little girls, and two shadows stacked on the ground showed.

After returning to Chengjia Hou’s Mansion, Chengjia Hou and Shen Yurou both sent people to find out the news.

Mingshu sent Chengjiahou's men and smiled at Shen Yurou's maid: "Take me to see my second sister."

At that time, Shen Yurou was waiting for the maid to send back the news. Somehow, she always felt restless today, as if something bad was about to happen...

However, there are not many trivial matters in Chengjia Hou’s Mansion, and the only thing that may be variable is the two poems she “written”.

Seeing the sunlight sinking, it was already evening. Why has Chunlan not come back yet?

She was anxious, and she turned her palms in her sleeves, and a red cover book appeared on her hand. She turned to the number of pages behind. The entire article of "Spring Breeze" was printed on the page, and there were detailed and meticulous annotations below.

This is a golden finger she traveled through time - three books, one is a collection of poems, one is a secret to cooking art, and the other is the formula of some special products.

The collection of poems gave her inspiration. In those time travel novels, aren’t the heroines all famous all over the world with the song “Quiet Night Thoughts” or “Asking to Wine”, gaining both fame and fortune, and still be loved by handsome men?

So she immediately copied two poems by Li Bai in an impromptu manner, but she learned from the maid's unintentional words that there was actually Li Bai's in this era.

Not only Li Bai, Xin Qiji, but also Lu You, the Southern Song poets were also famous in this era.

In desperation, she had to settle for the second best, chose two poems from the Qing Dynasty, and memorized the annotations of the poems well in case anyone deliberately questioned them.

But unexpectedly, her father actually decided that it was her creation without even asking, which saved her a lot of talk and thus she was quite contemptuous of this dynasty - these ancients were very easy to deceive.

Her original expectation was to first use these two poems to create the title of a talented woman, and then be invited to the Imperial Academy in a grand manner.

But with Shen Mingshu's intervention, things did not go as she expected.

So she can only wait for news about Shen Mingshu in the house. After waiting for a long time, she felt a little uneasy... Could it be that something happened?

There was a noise in the yard. She hurriedly flipped her palms, put away the collection of poems, and sat down on the couch.

"Miss, the third lady is here with me." Chunlan's voice sounded outside the house.

Shen Yurou coughed lightly and said, "Come in."

Chunlan led Mingshu to push the door into the room, and her eyes unconsciously fell on Mingshu. Looking at Mingshu's white jade-like face and her pair of eyes that looked like delicate peach petals, a sour feeling surged in her heart.

Since she first met Mingshu, she was shocked by the appearance of this sister. If it were before, she would never think that a little girl was beautiful.

But Shen Mingshu is different. Although she is young, she has already shown an amazing beauty, especially her eyes, which are like a sparkling starlight and a peach blossom in March. When she is seen by such eyes, her heart is filled with a lot of tenderness.

It is incalculable to have such a charm at the age of nine.

Although Shen Yurou is also a pretty beauty, she is far inferior to Shen Mingshu's unique appearance.

This made her very regretful. Why didn’t she dress like Shen Mingshu at the beginning? She is also a legitimate daughter, she looks good, and I don’t know what kind of scenery it will be like in the future!

Thinking of this, Shen Yurou looked at Mingshu with a very hot look.

Shen Mingshu:???

When Shen Yurou looked at it with such a hot look, Mingshu couldn't help but wonder, but she didn't want to stay here for a long time. So she cleared her throat and said, "Second sister, I want to talk to you about those two poems alone."

Mingshu's face was calm and she could not tell her emotions, but Shen Yurou felt even more uneasy.

She waved her back to the maid who was serving in the room and said with a fake smile: "Can the third sister say it now?"

She looked at Mingshu's hesitant expression and smiled at the corner of her lips: "It's not that Master Taichang wants me to come over here in person and have an interview with him?"

Thinking so beautifully... Shen Mingshu complained in her heart, but she did not reveal her face, but fluently reported a series of names: "Zheng Banqiao, Yuan Mei, Gong Zizhen..."

Every time Mingshu reported a name, Shen Yurou's expression turned pale. Her voice trembled: "You... have you also traveled through time?"

Mingshu stopped reporting the name and showed a puzzled expression to Shen Yurou: "Time travel? What does this mean?"

"No..." Shen Yurou bit her lower lip in panic. The pain from her lips calmed her a little. She smiled stiffly, "It's me that I missed the tongue. What I mean was to ask, where did the third sister hear these names?"

Mingshu smiled at her meaningful smile: "These names were written in a collection of poems that Taichang gave me when I went to find Taichang today."

"What? My second sister has heard of them too?"

"Listen to Taichang, they seem to be some hermits, but they didn't expect that the second sister was so knowledgeable."

Shen Yurou captured the key to Mingshu's words: "Collected Poems..."

Her face suddenly disappeared. Could it be that the works of these Qing Dynasty poets were actually passed down to the world...

Then, will the plagiarism be exposed?

Thinking of this, her upper and lower teeth were trembling. If this matter was exposed, what else could she have? The plans that had been recently lost...
Chapter completed!