The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

"Didn't you write an embroidered poster for him and eloped with him? "

Xia Ling immediately shook her head. "How is that possible! I never knew how to write an embroidered poster. I learned the thin golden body. I grew up in the frontier fortress and didn't have any good teachers by my side. I followed an elementary scholar in the military tent and learned calligraphy for a few years. "

The noble girls looked at each other. They were all raised in the boudoir and had only heard a few words about the rumors in the market.

They only heard that the embroidered poster was personally written by Feng Yan and was written on a silk cloth with a beautiful hairpin style. They didn't think that Feng Yan didn't know how to write a hairpin style at all?

WHO WAS LYING!

A Noble Lady said, "Sigh, if what you said is true, then why haven't you come out to attend the banquet recently? You haven't refuted the rumors either. Now, the entire capital has spread. Everyone says that the general's residence is going to become in-laws with the fourth prince. "

"The fourth prince? " Xia Ling looked at the noble lady in surprise and sneered. "unless our general's residence has other daughters. "

When these words came out, the noble ladies looked at each other and looked at the beautiful middle-aged woman in the distance.

The wife of General Feng was famous for being jealous. No matter how good General Feng was at using soldiers, he was controlled by Mrs. Feng in the inner residence. This was something that everyone in the capital really knew.

General Feng could not have an outside wife. Naturally, the Feng family only had one daughter, Feng Yan.

Therefore, the rumors in the market were really just rumors in the market. was someone trying to deliberately fix up the general's residence and tie the general's residence to the fourth prince?

The nobles were all thoughtful.

Seeing Xia Ling so straightforward and bold, even saying that she had eloped with a servant, the nobles believed her even more from the bottom of their hearts.

Having said that, there was no point in continuing to ask further.

Xia Ling pretended to know nothing about the rumors, and her face was still a little embarrassed.

The noble girls naturally changed the topic, and the spring feast continued. In the middle, a maidservant offered a blank fan for the noble girls to inscribe and leave a calligraphy treasure as a souvenir.

Everyone had written it, and when Xia Ling wrote it, there were especially many people who paid attention to her handwriting.

With the corners of her lips curved, Xia Ling neatly wrote a hand of Willow Type, hard and upright, with a bright and open style. It did not look like a woman's handwriting, but it could be seen that the writer had put in a lot of effort to practice writing.

Feng Yan really wrote willow script!

It seemed to have verified her previous words. A few of the noble girls from the prince's sect looked at each other and seemed to understand each other's thoughts.

...

After the spring feast ended, the rumors in the capital changed again.

The marriage between the general's mansion and the fourth prince was automatically refuted. The capital Zhaoyin was busy catching the rumor-mongers everywhere, and if they were caught, they would be punished for talking nonsense about the royal family.

When General Feng came down from the court and confirmed that his colleagues were congratulating him, he agreed with a dark face.

It seemed that General Feng really did not want to mention his daughter's marriage, but he had to pinch his nose and admit it.

The matter started when Feng Yan attended the spring feast and ended when General Feng admitted that Feng Yan was going to marry a servant of the Feng residence.

No matter what the princes thought, a few days later, before the princes could confirm whether the news that General Feng had released was fake, the steward of the Feng residence had already begun to operate the carpentry and jewelry shops in the capital It seemed like he was preparing the things for the wedding.

Feng Yan was really going to marry a servant?

Only then did everyone truly believe the news. This was really not a rumor.

Sima Zhao flew into a rage and smashed a few pieces of imperial porcelain in the manor.

The first prince, second prince, and third prince finally felt at ease. Although it was a pity that Feng Yan had married a servant and wasted a good move to win General Feng over.

But this was the case.