Cen Xiqin scolded Cen Xifen so unceremoniously, Cen Xifen's face suddenly became even more ugly, especially when she heard Cen Xiqin mention the matter of her being punished some time ago, she felt even more embarrassed, and suddenly tears rolled in her eyes, but she was not easy to refute, she was ashamed and angry, and she was aggrieved.

She wanted to break the jar and spill it willfully, but when she came into contact with Cen Hongmian's cold eyes and the sharp gaze under Sang Qingzhi's deep frowning brow, she was suddenly frightened, deflated, biting her lip, and didn't dare to speak again.

"Okay, it's just a small quarrel between sisters, and it's not a big deal, let's continue the game." At this time, Cen Xihan opened his mouth lightly, took a handkerchief, and gently wiped the corners of Cen Xifen's eyes.

As soon as she said this, it didn't sound like a big deal, so everyone diverted the topic and turned the page over.

Cen Xifen felt that she had lost face and had no face to continue to sit here, so she wanted to find an excuse and got up to leave.

Cen Xihan saw what she was thinking, so she gave her another look, and in her ear, said in a very low voice: "Eighth sister, let's bear with it, if you leave halfway like this, it will be too noticeable, and if this matter reaches grandmother, it will make grandmother angry again." ”

There were several martial arts practitioners present, Cen Xihan kept her voice low, but at such a close distance, many people listened to it, perhaps, in fact, she didn't care about being heard.

Cen Xiyan looked at this drama of sisters turning their faces and "sisterly love", and felt very bored.

Cen Xifen listened to Cen Xihan's words, and sat down again, although his face was tense, at least he stopped a lot.

Everyone deliberately forgot about the trignette of Fang Cai, no one brought up the topic anymore, and the game continued.

In this game, Cen Xifen guessed Cen Xiyan's son, and Cen Xifen lost again unlucky.

At this moment, Cen Xifen's mind was very confused, and she had no inspiration for poetry at all, so she had no choice but to paint.

There is Cen Xihan's brilliant "Mei Xuetu" in front, and Cen Xifen is inferior to Cen Xihan in all aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so naturally he cannot surpass Cen Xihan's works.

Therefore, the plum blossoms painted by Cen Xifen are just barely handing over errands.

In this way, Cen Xifen felt more and more that she had lost face this year, and secretly hated Cen Xitong who stole her limelight, and Cen Xiyan, who responded to her twice, and hated not to save face for her, Cen Xiqin who scolded her, and even complained about Cen Xihan, because the plum she painted was much worse than Cen Xihan.

And in this round, Cen Xihan is also the one who loses again, so she chooses to compose poetry, which is naturally a rare masterpiece, and it doesn't have to be much worse than Cen Hongmian's poems.

Each group of two games, a round of the game is over, those poems and paintings, let the next person to collect, and then take it to frame.

In the second round of the game draw, Cen Xiyan faced Sang Qingzhi.

Cen Xiyan was a little depressed in his heart, how did he meet this guy, unlucky!

Sang Qingzhi's heart moved slightly, in fact, this kind of pastime game, he usually disdains to play, he feels that it is a waste of time, with this time, he might as well study the official affairs of the household department.

Because Mrs. Sang asked him to accompany her to Cen Mansion, he had to come, and because this game was led by the prince of the law, he had to play.

But is that really the case? For Shang Cen Xiyan, he had some expectations in his heart, and he couldn't tell whether he was expecting her to lose or expecting her to win.

If she wins, he wants to see her brilliant, and he hopes that she is not really that vulgar and has merit.

If he wins, he can use this to kill this girl's prestige! Let her put away that contemptuous gaze at him!

Yes, Sang Qingzhi understood Cen Xiyan's alienation from him, revealing some impatient gaze, into contempt!

He really couldn't figure out why a concubine, a vulgar, disrespectful woman, a barbaric girl, despised him!

Cen Xiyan saw the fighting spirit flickering in Sang Qingzhi's eyes, and felt a little inexplicable, this man, what was he thinking? How to behave in your eyes?

In the first game of the second round, Cen Xiyan won again, she clicked her mouth, a little speechless, it seems that her luck is really good, but can she say? She doesn't really care about losing, because ...... She's hungry......

Jin Fang noticed Cen Xiyan's longing gaze that fell on the wine jug, and couldn't help but laugh, reaching out and quietly pulling her sleeve.

Cen Xiyan turned his gaze, looked at Jin Fang, and asked, "What are you doing, is there something?" ”

Jin Fang attached to Cen Xiyan's ear and whispered: "If you like that plum wine, my father still has a few jars of aged wine, and another day, I will have someone send it to you." ”

"Yes, yes." Cen Xiyan was overjoyed, and suddenly smiled and bent his eyes, "Those who know me, Jin Fangye!" ”

"Poof." Jin Fang covered her mouth and smiled, and said in her ear: "You are really different from the noble girl in the capital, you are so good." ”

"I didn't grow up in Kyori, so it's naturally different." Cen Xiyan then said.

"What are you whispering, and you're carrying people behind your back!" Cen Xiqin pouted and said dissatisfied.

She had only been practicing the Inner Strength Heart Method for a few days, and her ear power was naturally not good.

"I just won't tell you." Jin Fang grimaced at Cen Xiqin.

Jin Muchen, Cen Hongmian, Cen Hongyi and several others are all good at martial arts, and when Cen Xiyan and Jin Fang's whispers were listened to, the eyes of several people looking at Cen Xiyan were a little strange.

Because Cen Xiyan drank a lot of wine at the birthday banquet, Jin Muchen and Cen Hongmian both knew that she was good at drinking, but she was born with a lot of alcohol, why, does this girl actually like to drink?

Cen Hongyi is even more surprised, women are good at wine? These six sisters are really strange.

Cen Xifen looked at Cen Xiyan, Cen Xiqin and Jin Fang getting along well, and she was even more jealous and hateful in her heart.

Cen Xihan also glanced around Cen Xiyan and Jin Fang's bodies without a trace.

At this point, the losing side has already begun to compose poems, paintings, or accept punishment.

Cen Hongyi also guessed defeated, but he was calm, in a short time, he had no inspiration to write a second poem, and he was not good at painting, so he accepted the penalty wine, and let people pour a glass of aged plum wine and drink it all.

The unlucky Cen Xifen also lost for the third time, this time, whether it was poetry or painting, she couldn't get the work, gritted her teeth, calmed her face, and drank a glass of light fruit sweet wine.

Cen Xitong also lost, she hesitated for a moment, sighed secretly, and chose to drink sweet wine to admit punishment.

Sang Qingzhi's poem is really a masterpiece! suddenly overshadowed Cen Hongmian, who was the most brilliant in the original poem! Sure enough, this former champion Lang has good strength!

Cen Hongmian was not jealous, and picked up Sang Qingzhi's poems and read them carefully, looking a little excited.

Sang Qingzhi saw that Cen Hongmian, Jin Muchen and several others were appreciating his works, and even Cen Xihan and several other girls were also silently tasting and tasted, and he was slightly relieved in his heart, so he couldn't help but look at Cen Xiyan-

ps: Let Cen Xiyan lose once in the next chapter. O(∩_∩)O~