Rebirth: The Poisonous Wife

"What is the talent that the second lady wants to show?"

Jiang Jingshu went out. Her figure was gorgeous, cold and independent, which attracted the attention of everyone. No one has ever noticed that such an unknown woman should be so beautiful.

Lin Qingqing subconsciously clenched her fist. Her startled dance attracted people's attention, which made people admire. But now Jiang Jingshu came out, as if all her eyes were attracted to her. However, she heard that Jiang Jingshu was stupid and could not do anything. Therefore, no matter what talent she showed, she would be the laughing stock of everyone and would never shine.

Lin Yiyao chuckled and said, "don't hold high hopes for the second sister. The second sister likes quietness and doesn't like these zither, chess, calligraphy and painting..."

As soon as her words came out, everyone looked strange.

Speaking of it, when Jiang Jingshu attended your ladies' party, she sat quietly in the corner and never turned her head.

As Lin Yiyao said, she is actually a straw bag who can't do anything?

Su Ying smiled. "Even so, the rules are still rules. Miss Lin must show her talents."

"Yes, yes!" the crowd echoed.

This is obviously to watch Jiang Jingshu lose face. In previous lives, they were aggressive. Jiang Jingshu panicked and read out the poems she wrote on weekdays. As a result, I don't know who questioned me and said that this poem was written by childe Tanhua Luo.

Jiang Jingshu explained in every way that she wrote this poem in her spare time, but no one believed it. From then on, she became a bad name for borrowing other people's poems.

In this life, their faces have not changed, still like that.

Jiang Jingshu was calm and calm. "Before, the four sisters danced a startling dance. Why don't I come and show my ugliness and dance a dance."

"Yes, if Miss Lin Er needs a tune, just tell the musician directly." Su Ying nodded and said.

Jiang Jingshu looked at the musician on one side and paused, "don't use the piano, just play the drum."

"Drumming?"

They wondered what kind of dance to do with drums.

Jiang Jingshu went over and said something to the servant girl. The two servant girls went down and brought over three feet wide silk after a while.

"Miss, is this feasible?"

Jiang Jingshu nodded, "very good. Just hold it."

The two servant girls unfolded the silk, which suddenly looked like a huge canvas. Jiang Jingshu looked at the inkstone on the table, and then took two steps. With a wave of her hands, the silk fluttered in the air, and then fell slowly. The silver white cloth as thin as a cicada's wing was immediately soaked in the ink.

The crowd took a breath of air-conditioning, "ah!"

What are you doing? Isn't it ruining your good clothes?

Jiang Jingshu's clothes must be the best cloth. They were embroidered with thousands of gold. Such beautiful clothes were stained with ink at this time.

"Miss Lin......" Su Ying's pupils narrowed and looked at her stunned. No one knew what she wanted to do.

Jiang Jingshu was very calm, turned her face and nodded, "beat the drum!"

When the musician got Jiang Jingshu's order, he began to beat the drums rhythmically, Dong Dong - the shocking drum sound spread.

Not far away, people in the pavilion were attracted and looked over one after another to see what drum beating was about.

When the wind blew, Jiang Jingshu's figure also moved. She turned around luxuriantly, and her long silver dress was incomparably shining.

There are two black points on the silk, and there is an obvious contrast between black and white.

The drumming sound is more and more urgent. Jiang Jingshu's movements are beautiful and her waist is so powerful. It is different from Lin Qingqing's weakness and boneless. At this time, she shows a tenacity.

Dong!

With a shock, Jiang Jingshu turned around and waved the silk in the direction of cloth painting, leaving a mark on the snow-white silk.

Jiang Jingshu's eyes were dark, which was like a dark night without stars. At the same time, it made people fall.

The corner of her mouth raised slightly was full of confidence. With her actions, traces gradually fainted on the blank canvas.

"What is she doing?"

"How beautiful..." everyone questioned at the beginning and finally immersed in Jiang Jingshu's figure. Everyone only saw this peerless and independent woman.

Her every move, every ink falling, makes people breathe.

At this time, the wind blows.

The tulle all around blew one after another, and the people in the pavilion also saw Jiang Jingshu's appearance at this time, and her light rotation at this time.

“……”

Dong Dong!

The drumming sound has reached the most urgent moment. The musicians' forehead is full of fine sweat. It's really tiring to beat the drum like this.

But... They looked at the woman in front of them and couldn't help but want to follow her.

Ning LUOQI's eyes bent slightly. His eyes fell on Jiang Jingshu and looked at her directly. In an instant, the eyes of the two people collided. This eye seemed to be thousands of years. Everything around them slowed down. The eyes of the two people were only each other.

"Jiang Jingshu..." Ning LUOQI murmured, and his mind wavered for a moment.

Jiang Jingshu smiled calmly, lowered her eyes slightly and looked away.

The drumming stopped and her last stroke was finished.

"Flowers bloom with different appreciation, and flowers fall with different sadness... If you want to ask the lovesickness place, when flowers bloom and fall." when the drum beat fell, Jiang Jingshu's action also stopped, and her silk fluttered slowly and fell to the ground. She looked straight at the canvas in front of her and read such a poem.

Some low, sad voices read poems that hit people's hearts.

The snow-white silk canvas in front of her seemed to have layers of petals. It was a very beautiful peony.

"It's peony!"

"She even painted peonies with silk..." someone took a breath of air-conditioning. Jiang Jingshu's dance step was not walking at will, but with ink on the canvas with his action, falling a faint stroke! How wonderful it is!

"When the flowers bloom and fall... What a poem!"

Not far away, Bai Liyan got up on the spot and clapped his hands. "It's not only dance beauty, but also this poem is excellent! Did miss write it herself?"

The seventh prince was so excited that Jiang Jingshu entered the eyes of the seventh prince!

Everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Jingshu. Jiang Jingshu was still indifferent. She turned around, facing the pavilion across the tulle, and then slightly bowed her head, "I wrote it."

"Good! That's good!" Bai Liyan praised without stinginess, and his eyes were full of appreciation. He immediately turned his face and ordered his servants, "bring the young lady's painting, too, for us to watch."

"Yes."

"Jiang Jingshu, the second miss of the Lin family, why haven't you heard of her reputation before?" Bai Liyan murmured, "if only you had known how good this woman would be. It's such a precious pearl, Luo Qi, don't you think?"

Bai Liyan turned his face and looked at Ning Luo. At seven, he was stunned. The man was so cold that he smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Luo Qi?"

Ning LUOQI's eyes fell on Jiang Jingshu. There were many Yan flowers in front of the Buddha's face, but she was the only one in his eyes, but she was special.

Bai Liyan laughed, "even Ning LUOQI will be attracted to his mind!"

……

Lin Qingqing secretly pinched his sleeves.

She clenched her teeth and looked pale.

She thought Jiang Jingshu couldn't dance at all, and even if she could dance, how could she compare with her Jinghong dance! She practiced hard for months and made a lot of efforts... But now she found that she was not as good as Jiang Jingshu!

Jiang Jingshu's figure is like a proud snow lotus. All those who have seen her posture have been led to shenpo and can't extricate themselves. Not only danced, but even drew a peony painting. The last poem read out was an amazing poem.

Where was Jiang Jingshu once said to have gone? Now she is too dazzling.

"Jiang Jingshu..."

Lin Qingqing's eyes show hatred. She is unwilling to be compared by Jiang Jingshu.

She was not the only one with an ugly face, but also many people. They all wanted to see a good play, but they beat them in the face.

Su Ying reluctantly smiled, "Miss Lin Er is so talented and amazing that she is expected to win the first prize today."

"Miss Su is so great." Jiang Jingshu smiled.

Her peony painting was sent to the direction of the Pavilion by two servants. When she saw it, she clapped her hands and shouted, "enjoy!"

Bai Liyan said a word, then took off the jade pendant around his waist and handed it to the servant.

When Bai Liyan's portable jade pendant was sent to Jiang Jingshu, people's eyes flashed envy, even some jealousy.

Lin Yiyao stared at the jade pendant, and her eyes almost burst out fire.

That's a jade pendant given by your highness Qi!

What an honor to be favored by your highness!

"Miss Lin Er, you will come to me with this jade pendant in the future. No matter what it is or what your highness can do, you will do it for you!" bailiyan said.

This jade pendant is so important. Jiang Jingshu holds the warm and white jade pendant in her hand. There is a carefully carved word "Yan" on the jade pendant. She touches it secretly, and no one can see her look.

Then she raised her face and nodded slightly, "thank you, your highness seven."

Jiang Jingshu also had many people show their talents later, but with her startled dance just now, the others' show felt dull.

Today's jackpot has been determined to be won by Jiang Jingshu.

People who thought they were unknown could dance such a beautiful dance.

Jiang Jingshu retreated to one side again, not arrogant or indulgent, and drank tea quietly. After a while, she raised her face and looked around suspiciously, as if looking for a person's figure.

"Pinellia... Where have you been?"

It seems that I haven't seen Pinellia ternata for a long time.

She should come back in time after she has finished her work. Where will she go in the backyard of the Marquis house?

Jiang Jingshu frowned and felt uneasy in her heart.

Not far away, Lin Qingqing stared at Jiang Jingshu and smiled coldly. She looked down at the things in her heart and flashed a cold color in her eyes.

"Jiang Jingshu... I'll see if you can escape this time!"