"What's so good about him? He's a concubine and is worse than a slave at home. Why should he go to the Imperial College?!" Xiao Yunxia half-squinted her eyes and said viciously.

"Why do you talk about brother like that?" Xiao Yunmeng was unhappy.

"Don't come here, why are you pretending? You and I are both direct descendants. Mother said that direct descendants and concubines have the same potential, and direct descendants are nobler than concubines." After Xiao Yunxia finished speaking, she went out.

Xiao Yunmeng shook her head gently. She was not pretending, but if something happened at home, her marriage would be delayed. She didn't want that.

She looks very good, she is a legitimate daughter, her mother comes from a noble family, and her grandmother is rich, but all these are false, so false that she can only rely on her uncle Xiao Wenyu now.

The direct descendant has never been successful, which has nothing to do with the concubine. It is the direct descendant who has never been successful.

"Miss, take medicine." The girl Bizhu came in with a bowl of medicine.

Xiao Yunmeng struggled to sit up with her groggy head on her head.

"Bizhu, my brother is going to the Imperial College tomorrow. Do you think it's good or bad?"

Bizhu stood in front of Yunmeng's bed with the medicine in hand: "This servant doesn't know this. The Imperial College is a royal place. Someone in our house can work in a royal place. It sounds respectable, and it may be beneficial to the young lady's marriage... …”

"Isn't that right? I also think it's a good thing for my brother to go to the Imperial College, but my grandmother has always said that we can't let the concubines get ahead. Everything in the Xiao family belongs to the direct descendants. Just like Yunchen, the Xiao family will be ruined if he hands it over. It’s better to let my brother go to the Imperial Academy to exercise.”

As she spoke, she sighed. She knew what Xiao Yunxia was thinking.

My brother has always been careless. If he follows Yunxia out later, he will only be in trouble.

Her lips instantly turned white.

She was anxious for a long time, as if she had made a great decision: "Bizhu, let's go to Osmanthus Hall."

"Ok."

In the Osmanthus Hall, Yun Xi was painting, and it was her master who was painting.

<divclass="contentadv">She picked up the soft sword and danced with great success, but picked up the brush and it cost a fortune. She is not good at painting. The last painting was laughed at by the master. She refused to accept it and wanted to give it to her. The little old man painted a good picture.

"The master's painting looks very similar." Aunt Qingyang came over with a plate of cut oranges and said.

"But Master's expression is not expressive no matter how I draw it. I will change the expression next time to draw Master's angry look."

"No, no, no, no, you should continue to paint Mr. Nan as happy."

"Ah, keep going." Yun Xi lowered his head and looked at the wastebasket. There were many scraps of paper in it, all showing Master's smile. The papers were twisted into a ball, and the master looked uglier when he laughed than when he cried.

It made Yun Xi laugh. If the little old man saw him, he would have to talk about him.

Yun Xi took another piece of paper and was about to continue drawing. Chun Hua came over eagerly: "Miss, the eldest lady over there is here."

"Please come in." Yun Xi said lightly.

Speaking of Xiao Yunmeng, Yun Xi neither liked nor disliked him. She only thinks about her marriage, but who doesn't? People are selfish.

Bizhu helped Xiao Yunmeng walk in. Xiao Yunmeng saw Yun Xi and said anxiously: "Sister, Xia'er has made an appointment with brother to go to Doujiu Restaurant. Send someone to check it out quickly. If it's too late, I'm afraid something will happen to brother!"

"What's wrong?" Yun Xi's face darkened.

"Send someone first, and then I'll tell you slowly." Xiao Yunmeng said anxiously.

"Lanxiang, go and have a look."

After Lan Xiang agreed, she quickly rushed out with her sword.

Seeing Lan Xiang go out, Xiao Yunmeng breathed a sigh of relief. Bizhu helped her sit down and said, "Xia'er came to my room and took away an agate necklace. She said she wanted to dress up well and made an appointment with her brother to Doujiu Bistro. Xia'er has never wanted to see her brother, and this time it's so abnormal, there must be something wrong with her."


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