Zhang Qi seemed startled, hastily turned her head around, blushing and curtsying, "Ai Qi has seen Mo Lang."

  The one who called out her name was Xiao Mo. He emerged from the forest, his long sleeves and robes fluttering in the spring breeze, making a soft rustling sound. His handsome face, as white as jade, had a pair of dark eyes that made people feel refreshed and delighted at first sight.

  Xiao Mo is indeed a charming man.

  Walking up to Zhang Qis front, Xiao Mo lowered his head and stared at Zhang Qi, smiling softly: "Zhang Shi A Qi, how did I not know that I was writing The Beauty Fu?"

  Under his gaze, an ordinary girl would have been so shy that she wouldnt know what to do. Zhang Qi, however, remained calm and quiet, still with a red face: the blush was just right, making her look delicate and pitiful, but only that. Xiao Mo dared not confirm whether she had ever felt ashamed when facing him.

  Zhang Qihongs face turned red, her lips slightly pursed, and she said in a low voice: "I... I was wrong."

  Xiao Mo walked back and forth in front of her with his hands behind his back, saying slowly: "I not only want to write a beautiful womans poem, but also take the Zhang familys many daughters as models, writing out various legitimate and illegitimate ones, including you, this kind of beauty. These beauties all have one characteristic, that is, they are wise and gentle, pure and kind?"

  Xiao Mo smiled quietly at this point.

  The boys laughter was crisp and pleasant, like the sound of a zither. Ah Green stood to one side, finding her heart beating faster. But in an instant, she looked at her own sister with concern, gritting her teeth as she thought: If Xiao Lang insists on investigating, Ill rush up and tell him that those words were spoken by me myself! At this moment, she had completely forgotten that she could only recognize four or five characters.

  Turning his head, Xiao Mo Rou looked at Zhang Qi with interest and suddenly sighed: "Really cant see that you are so cunning!"

  Zhang Qis face was still flushed with just the right amount of redness, she lowered her head and didnt make a sound.

  Xiao Mo leaned in slightly towards her.

  As he drew closer, he caught a whiff of the fragrance emanating from her body. This subtle scent was absolutely not the smell of perfume, but rather the natural body scent of the girl herself. It was faint and delicate, and beneath its subtlety lay another kind of indescribable allure.

  He had seen many young girls, but only one or two had a fragrant body scent. Those one or two were extremely beautiful girls, but their body scent was still far from being as pleasant as the girl in front of him.

  Xiao Mos focused gaze made Zhang Qi feel a bit uncomfortable, and Ah Lu on the side also became worried. She looked around nervously, afraid that some of the girls in the mansion would see this scene.

  Xiao Mo raised his head.

  He smiled and asked in a low voice, "Has someone been bullying you?"

  This person is indeed clever.

  Zhang Qis head hung even lower, her lips pursed tightly together, neither affirming nor denying.

  Xiao Mo let out a sigh of sympathy and said, "Youre not easy to deal with either." In an instant, he spoke seriously, "I heard youre studying at the university now? You should seize this opportunity. From now on, dont talk nonsense about writing about beautiful women of various social status or writing about wise and virtuous beauties. You should know that since ancient times, writings about beautiful women have always been about their appearance and captivating demeanor."

  Zhang Qi raised her head and looked at Xiao Mo. Her beautiful face was reflected in his dark eyes.

  Zhang Qi looked at him and suddenly bowed, saying: "Ah Qi knows that Xiao Lang is a kind-hearted person, I...". She bit her lip, took out the embroidered painting from her pocket, and asked: "Can Xiao Lang take this painting to sell? I know there are shops outside that sell these. I, I have no money to use..."

  Looking at Zhang Qi biting her lip, with a stubborn and helpless expression, Xiao Mo couldnt help but sigh softly, feeling even more pity for her.

  He took the painting from her and slowly unrolled it.

  At this sight, he was momentarily stunned.

  After a careful look, Xiao Mo asked: "Is this painted by you?" Zhang Qi couldnt say no, as everyone in the world was skilled in embroidery, and those people knew at a glance that it had been completed just these two days.

  Zhang Qi replied softly: "Yes."

  "Ah!" Xiao Mo took a deep breath and said with emotion: "I didnt expect that you would be so clever to this extent!" He knew that she had only learned to read for four months, and embroidery was nothing more than a rural skill. But the font, the brushwork, it was so lively and elegant, truly a rare sight!

  Xiao Mo said with a tinge of regret: "With your intelligence, its truly a pity."

  He lowered his head to look at the painting, stroking it as he sighed: "You are truly wise beyond your years. People all over the world only know how to embroider flowers and birds, who would have thought of embroidering a painting? And yet youve done it so vividly and beautifully? Ah Qiu, this painting of yours will surely fetch a high price."

  He is willing to help now.

  Zhang Qi was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Thank you, Xiao Lang."

  Xiao Mo looked at her.

  As he looked at her, he suddenly reached out and stroked her forehead, as if to help her lift it up so that he could see her face clearly.

  Zhang Qi was startled and hastily retreated half a step, her face flushing red. At this moment, the sound of footsteps came, and A Lu rushed over from one side. She blocked Zhang Qis path, her round eyes glaring angrily at Xiao Lang, whom she had once admired, and said in an unhappy tone: "Xiao Lang, the mistress has given orders that none of the young ladies in the manor are allowed to marry you as a concubine... If you do this, it will ruin my familys Ah Qi."

  Xiao Mo was taken aback.

  On one side was Zhang Qi, but he was gratefully and happily looking at A Lu.

  Xiao Mo hastily withdrew his hand and said awkwardly: "Uh, I just didnt like the look of it."

  He cleared his throat and decided to drop the subject, then looked at Zhang Qi seriously and asked: "Since youre so clever, do you want me to go talk to your father about it?"

  Zhang Qi hastily shook her head and said in a low voice: "A Gui just arrived...the sisters wont like it."

  Xiao Mo nodded and let out a sigh. His eyes were still on Zhang Qis face, and at this moment, he himself felt a bit strange - why did he keep noticing this simple and elegant girl?

  With a self-deprecating smile, he rolled up the painting and said, "Ill take it to the shop to sell."

  Zhang Qis eyes curved into crescent moons in delight. "Thats great. Please also ask Amo to keep it a secret for me."

  Xiao Mo smiled and said, "You can rest assured about this. You are indeed cleverer than others, not to mention your sisters, even I feel a bit envious." His words were naturally spoken in jest.

  Zhang Qi smiled awkwardly. The two of them had been standing face to face for a while, and if they continued like this, they might be seen by others... Even if the madam had spoken out, the girls in the mansion were not allowed to become his concubines, and later someone would say that she was shameless, ignoring the rules and trying to climb high.

  She quietly backed away, wanting to bid farewell.

  Xiao Mo smiled and said: "A Qi, go back, if you stand here any longer, others might gossip."

  Zhang Qi hastily complied and bowed to him before taking his leave.

  Watching her back, Xiao Mo opened the painting again and took a look. As he slowly rolled up the painting, he thought to himself: Why cant I marry one of the girls from the mansion? What happened?