Sang Qingzhi's eyes fell on Cen Xiyan's face, but he saw that her expression was still pure and calm, with almost no change. She only casually glanced at his poems, then looked away, holding the tea cup, sipping it in small sips.

Drinking tea.

His mood, which was full of expectations, suddenly changed. He was a little disappointed, a little unwilling, a little doubtful, and a little annoyed. In short, it was complicated and difficult to describe.

Sang Qingzhi felt that she could not understand Cen Xiyan. In the end, did she disdain his poetry, or did she not understand poetry appreciation at all?

Sang Qingzhi thought for a while and felt that it was probably the second situation. After all, everyone knew that Miss Six of the Cen family grew up in a village in Qingyuan Town, far away from the capital. She had no relatives to teach her, and she

She has never attended clan school. Although, he heard Cen Hongmian say that even though she did not grow up in Cen Mansion in the capital, the Cen family also hired a teacher for her to teach her literacy. However, a teacher from the countryside could

What kind of literary talent does she have? I guess I can barely teach her how to read and read some basic enlightenment books.

Thinking like this, Sang Qingzhi finally made herself feel more comfortable from her depressed mood, but then she felt a little disappointed again. Is the sixth lady of the Cen family really just a vulgar woman?

Cen Xiyan felt Sang Qingzhi's eyes on her, so she couldn't help but raise her head, and looked back with sharp eyes. However, when she saw the complicated look in his eyes, she couldn't help but be startled, wondering why this man looked at her like that.

?What's the fuss about again?

When Sang Qingzhi met Cen Xiyan's gaze, his handsome face sank and he looked away with a stern expression.

Cen Xiyan secretly pouted, he really didn't like Sang Qingzhi's rigid and awkward temperament.

After everyone calmed down, the second game of the second round began.

This time, Cen Xiyan's good use ran out. Sang Qing had an even number in her hand, but she guessed the odd number and finally lost the game.

Although Cen Xiyan didn't care much about whether she won or lost, no matter if she lost, she could still have a drink to get over her alcohol addiction. Therefore, she didn't call the maid serving the wine, and just did it herself without getting any liqueur.

Instead, he picked up the jug containing aged plum wine and poured himself a full glass.

Her movements were too fast, and by the time everyone reacted, the wine was already filled.

Several people who had seen her drinking capacity couldn't help but find it funny after being stunned for a moment. This girl is really a good drinker!

Sang Qingzhi frowned tightly, looking down on Cen Xiyan's behavior! How could she just admit defeat and accept the punishment without making any effort?! Also, she must have poured the wrong drink!

Cen Xiyan smelled the strong aroma of wine from the cup. Although she didn't show it on her face, she was very happy in her heart. She picked up the wine cup, gestured to everyone, and then said frankly: "I can't make everyone laugh, but I can't compose a poem."

Those who are good at it can only accept the punishment." After saying that, he raised his neck and drank the wine in the cup.

"Hey, wait!" At this moment, Jin Muchen suddenly stood up, stretched out his hand, touched Cen Xiyan's cup, and laughed, "Miss Cen Liu, don't spoil everyone's fun!"

Cen Xiyan raised his eyebrows and looked at Jin Muchen, why did she disappoint everyone?

Jin Muchen smiled and continued: "We have seen Miss Cen Liu's ability to drink, so there is no need to show it, right? Besides, you are a girl. If you drink such a strong drink, others will say that we are bullying others."

Hearing this, Sang Qingzhi's brows furrowed even deeper. This girl didn't pour the wrong wine, but she picked the right thing in the glass. Does she still have any sense of being a daughter??!!

After listening to Jin Muchen's words, Cen Xiyan raised his eyebrows even higher. What did he mean? He first pointed out her drinking capacity and then said that letting her drink strong alcohol was bullying her. It was very contradictory!

"What does Prince Nalu mean? Do you want me to change to fruit liqueur?" Cen Xiyan was a little unwilling.

Jin Muchen smiled slightly and said: "Miss Cen Liu, since you have participated in the game, you should be more serious. Now you are the loser in the first round. You don't make any effort and just accept the punishment, which makes us think you are a bit perfunctory.

Isn’t it just to spoil everyone’s fun?”

When Cen Xiyan heard this, he was a little dissatisfied with Jin Muchen. Why did this man have so many things? But he was also helpless and couldn't hold up the wine glass anymore, so he put the glass back on the table.

Jin Muchen also sat back on the chair and looked at Cen Xiyan with a smile.

Everyone else also looked at Cen Xiyan.

"But I'm really not good at writing poetry." Cen Xiyan confessed.

What Cen Xiyan said was true. Writing poetry or something like that was really not something modern people were good at. Even though she had traveled to this time and space for ten years, she had never specialized in this area of ​​knowledge.

Although she has many famous poems in her mind, they are not her own. If she plagiarizes them, she will blush even if others don't know.

At this time, Cen Xifen suddenly spoke, "Sixth Sister, although you grew up in the countryside, you are also a young lady from the Cen Mansion. I heard that you were in the countryside, and your uncle also hired a gentleman to teach you how to read and write. Do you even know how to read and write?"

Don't you know how to write poems?" She bit the word "countryside" very hard.

Cen Xifen had just made a fool of herself. She had been sitting silently, trying to reduce her sense of presence. But at this moment, she raised her chin again and returned to her true nature as a unruly daughter.

Moreover, there was a look of gloating in her bright eyes that could not be concealed. After all, she was still young and could not control her emotions very well.

Her look immediately made many people present frown.

Cen Xifen was not a fool. When she saw the looks on everyone's faces, she knew that she had gone too far. She quickly calmed down the expression on her face, glanced at Cen Xiyan, and said: "Sixth sister can't write poems, but she can only paint."

You will, right? Don’t push back or hinder the Cen family!”

When Cen Xiqin heard this, he immediately exploded. He slapped the table and said, "You have lost all the face of the Cen family. Is it someone else's turn to lose it?"

"You!" Cen Xifen was so angry that her face was red, and there were tears in her eyes. She said angrily and aggrievedly: "Cen Xiqin! Why do you always target me!"

Cen Xiqin curled his lips, made a "cut" sound, and said, "You asked for it!"

"Okay, let's stop saying a few words." Cen Xihan opened his mouth at the right time and smoothed things over: "Sisters, some small squabbles are nothing, but you should be more careful, there are still guests here."

At this time, Cen Hongyi also showed his dignity as an elder brother and said: "If there are no rules and evidence, don't come out to embarrass yourself in the future!"

Cen Hongyi is the eldest son, the Zhongyong Prince, and the future head of the Cen family. He has a very high status in the family and is quite majestic. However, he rarely speaks harshly to his sisters in the family. At this moment, several girls
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