Just as Yang Jiyan turned around to leave, a black shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and then a knife chopped her neck. Yang Jiyan didn't even have time to react and lost consciousness.

The bed curtains were drawn open, and Zhou Yun, who was thrown on the bed by Yang Jiyan, had a silver needle stuck into his head by Yu Jiao. His face flushed and he fainted.

Yu Jiao turned over and got out of bed, and told Yun Xiao, who had knocked Yang Jiyan unconscious, "Help her to the bed."

Yunxiao picked up Yang Jiyan with his big hands and threw her onto the bed roughly.

Yu Jiao straightened her dress, smoothed out the wrinkles on her collar, and said to Yun Xiao, "Pull out the silver needle on his head, and let's go."

Yunxiao walked to the bedside, pulled out the silver needle from Zhou Yun's head, and then flew out of the window silently with Yu Jiao.

Not long after, Yu Jiao went up to the third floor on the west side and appeared in the back pavilion.

The maid guarding the door smiled and welcomed Yu Jiao in. Xue Qingshang, who was sitting in the middle surrounded by a group of women, smiled when she saw Yu Jiao coming in. "Come and take a look at these poems."

All the young ladies from the noble families in the room looked at Yu Jiao. Most of them recognized Yu Jiao. Even those who did not recognize her before, after Cheng Ying held the banquet to recognize her adopted daughter, no one did not know the third young lady of the Liu Mansion.

Someone quickly stood up and made room for Xue Qingshang. Yu Jiao sat down calmly, and when she looked up she saw that Song Jingrong was also there.

"Didn't Yaoyu come with you?" Song Jingrong asked with a smile.

Yu Jiao told her, "She went to Cui's house to look for her elder sister."

Yesterday, Liu Yaozhen sent a maid over, saying that a branch of the Cui family had sent some sea bass, and asked Yaoyu to go to the Cui family with her for a fish feast. Yu Jiao made the excuse that she had something to do, so Liu Yaoyu went to the Cui family alone.

"I just heard from the county lady that this colored paper is sold in your shop. I like it very much. Why didn't I hear you tell me before? Where is the shop? I'll ask someone to buy some for me." Song Jingrong said while holding a few pieces of colored paper and couldn't let it go.

"Yes, the color of this colored paper is elegant and the paper quality is fine. I have never seen it before." A woman who was standing nearby smiled coquettishly, her tone as gentle as a yellow oriole, and she looked at Yu Jiao with her chin in her hand.

Yu Jiao looked at her and couldn't help but be surprised. The woman's eyes were as clear as autumn water, and her facial features were gorgeous. She was very beautiful, and her charm was natural, not deliberately coquettish.

The woman smiled slightly and said, "My name is Liu Miwu."

It turned out that she was Liu Miwu, the number one poet in the capital and the living signboard of Xinglou. Yu Jiao had never had the chance to see Liu Miwu when she came to Xinglou several times before. She smiled and said, "I only heard about Miss Miwu before, but now that I have seen her, I know what it means to be both talented and beautiful."

Hearing this, Liu Miwu's smile became even more pronounced. From the moment Yu Jiao came in, she had been secretly sizing up Yu Jiao. After the news spread that the Governor had suddenly adopted a daughter, Liu Miwu realized that she was becoming increasingly neglected by the Governor. Fortunately, she heard that Liang Wushuang was no longer popular with the Governor.

But why did the governor want to adopt the little girl from Liu Ci Fu's family as his adopted daughter?

"Mi Wu is really delighted that the Third Miss praised me so much." Liu Mi Wu said with a smile, "In the future, if the Third Miss has time to come to Xinglou again, please let Mi Wu know if you don't mind."

Yu Jiao agreed with a smile and turned the conversation back to the paper. "My shop is on Qingyu Street. It has just opened a short time ago. The name of the shop is Qingfengxuan. If you are interested, you can go and have a look when you have time."

Xue Qingshang said with a smile, "Many people in front of us are asking where to buy your colored paper. It shows that not only girls like it, but also scholars think it's good. Let's not talk about it anymore. The top of the list has not been selected yet!"

Xue Qingshang pointed at the papers on the table again and said, "I personally think these two poems are pretty good."

Yu Jiao also lowered her head to look at the two poems. Although Yu Jiao had memorized many excellent works of Chinese literature over the five thousand years of Chinese history, she had a clear understanding of herself when it came to evaluating poems and was definitely not as good as those talented women in the capital who were good at playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

She listened to everyone's discussion and occasionally spoke in response.

Finally, Xue Qingshang selected one of the songs, made it the top of the list for today, and sent someone to the front pavilion to pass on the message.

The maid had just left when she hurried back and whispered in Xue Qingshang's ear. Xue Qingshang's face changed slightly and she said to everyone, "Now that the top of today's list has been decided, we'll stop here first. Something scandalous happened in the building, so to avoid affecting our reputation, you should leave through the back door."