Quick Transmigration: Irresistible Beauty-Chapter 73: Unloved Daughter of Yue Mansion (27)

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"Could it be... because of Xue Lu?"

"Could be…"

So those rumors circulating in the capital were true after all?

So those rumors were not groundless after all?

Everyone was shocked.

"Right, I heard that General Xia fell in love with Young Lady Xue at first sight."

"Me too; I even heard that they meet one another from time to time."

"Do the both of them have a personal relationship that was not disclosed to outsiders?"

While some people believe those rumors flying in the capital, there are some others, especially the noblemen, who don't believe in those rumors.

Or rather, they don't want to believe that General Xia wanted to come because of Xue Lu.

"Or perhaps the general only wanted to meet His Highness, the Crown Prince, today to discuss some important matters?"

"Yes, maybe General Xia wanted to talk about some military affairs with His Highness, the Crown Prince."

There are also some noble ladies who do not want to believe that General Xia wanted to come because of Xue Lu.

"That's right, why should everyone only like Young Lady Xue?"

"You're right!"

"The world doesn't revolve around one Xue Lu!"

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"Crape myrtle garden…"

Yue Ran's ear was filled with Ming Ze's whispers just as she was about to hear a noble young lady's poetic talent.

"Yue Ran, how about we go out together after this?" Yue Ran could feel Ming Ze's breath in her right ear. "There is a new teahouse that recently opened in the capital, and from what I heard, it had gained a huge reputation in just a week of its opening…"

Ming Ze droned on and on, and before Yue Ran knew it, she had already heard loud praises from the audience.

"Good poem, good poem!"

"Worthy of being the young lady of the Yang Mansion."

Everyone praised one after another.

One of the favorite things of these noble young men and noble young ladies is to compose poems, so the atmosphere of the poetry meeting gradually became warmer.

Then another noble young lady read her poem aloud, but before Yue Ran could hear it, Ming Ze once again buzzed in her ear. And before she knew it, her name was called aloud.

"Since Young Lady Yue is here, why doesn't she compose a poem for all of us?"

Yue Ran raised her eyes indifferently to look at the speaker, whose voice was filled with hidden malice.

There are many people who are against Yue Ran, but there are few who dare to stand out—it was either a stupid person, a daring person, or a person with greater power and influence than her, which was honestly few to none.

After all, Yue Ran is the legitimate young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and her father's position is better than many others, so few would dare to stand against her and provoke her blatantly in public.

Yue Ran had been told the topics for this poem exchange in advance by Yue Yu, and besides, she is not the original owner, who really cannot compose any poems at all.

"Isn't it just poetry?" With a slight smile, the corners of Yue Ran's blood-red lips curled up, and she raised her head confidently. "Who doesn't know how to do it?" She opened her lips, "At dawn, the sun rose overlooking the garden, and the land was bathed by dews and stones. The petals are glazed but dry on the bottom, and the crape myrtle stands out from the rest of the bloom."

The surroundings fell still for a moment until Ming Ze took the lead to clap for her, and everyone broke out in a massive round of applause.

"My Yue Ran is so good!" Ming Ze gushed like an adorably excited puppy, running around his owner.

"A very good poem!" Someone commented.

"Sister Ran is very good," Yue Yu praised Yue Ran in her ears and smiled.

Although he did leak the topics of this poem exchange meeting to Yue Ran, this poem was not something that he had told her of. Therefore, such a great piece of literary poetry was indeed made by Yue Ran herself. freēwēbnovel.com

Just as he thought, the girl he likes—Yue Ran—was indeed very dazzling. She should have been in the spotlight long ago!

The noble young lady who wanted Yue Ran to make a fool of herself was not reconciled with the outcome. She did not believe that Yue Ran could ever write such amazing lines!

That is impossible! Yue Ran must have cheated somehow without anyone's knowledge! How hateful!

There was an obvious malice on her face, but she did not have any more courage to question Yue Ran face-to-face, so she had to think of another way to try and embarrass Yue Ran!

If someone else can just antagonize Yue Ran for her, then is that not just perfect?

Speak of the devil, and she will arrive.

"I didn't expect that every sentence in your poem is so sublime," a noble young lady in the crowd spoke out. "I didn't even know that Young Lady Yue had this talent a few hours ago, so can I ask Young Lady Yue to compose another poem? It also allows me to appreciate Young Lady Yue's elegant demeanor."

This other noble young lady's suggestion was obviously filled with passive-aggressive antagonism toward Yue Ran. She was also not reconciled and could not believe that Yue Ran was able to compose such a good poem, so she decided to give Yue Ran a challenge so that Yue Ran could make a fool of herself.

"If you want to hear it, then I will satisfy you," Yue Ran said leisurely, looking at the beautifully painted red nails on her fingers. "Crape myrtle invites you to rest, and red swaying petals welcome you."

Seeing the noble young lady's dark and hateful eyes shooting at her, Yue Ran felt extremely refreshed.

"If you are still not satisfied, I can give you another one." Yue Ran smiled, her eyes glinting playfully under the light and looking extremely beautiful. "The crape myrtle cluster sways crystal clear, and the air in the vast sea waves every year."