Chapter 24 Nothing to do with the eldest lady

Even if Madam Sun's attitude towards Zhu Xuntao didn't change much, those servants no longer dared to look down on Zhu Xuntao, the second young lady, and treated her with great respect, putting her affairs behind Master Zhu, and even Madam Sun and Zhu Yingyan had to take a back seat.

Zhu Xuntao herself didn't feel anything, but Qiuyue beside her was really bullying, and everyone would call her Miss Qiuyue when they saw her.

"Second young lady, look, this paper iris is really beautiful." Qiuyue ran in excitedly with a butterfly paper iris in her hand and showed it to Zhu Xuntao.

"Paper ibis?" The weather is clear and crisp in autumn, and it is indeed a good season for flying kites. "Where did you pick it up?"

"It was on the rockery in the backyard of our house. When I passed by, the paper ibis was still flying in the sky. Who knew that it would suddenly fall down? I spent a lot of effort to get it down from the rockery."

Seeing Qiuyue's silly look, Zhu Xuntao helped her tidy up her slightly messy hair: "Since someone is flying this paper ibis, and you picked it up, what about its owner? Isn't it impossible to find it back?"

"Hiss..." Qiuyue was stunned, "Then, then I will return it?"

"Do you know who its owner is and how you will return it?" Zhu Xuntao laughed at Qiuyue's silliness, "Unfortunately, the paper ivory is not worth much, but you have to remember not to pick up things from outside."

After learning the lesson, Qiuyue honestly replied, "I know. Miss, look, there are words written on this paper ivory."

Zhu Xuntao looked over and said, "The blue sky is quiet in autumn, and the power to fly in the sky is still weak. If the breeze can be trusted, will it fly with the white clouds in the end?"

After reading the latter part, Zhu Xuntao's voice and tone were abnormally out of tune.

Qiuyue didn't understand, "What's wrong, Miss, this poem sounds good, is it well written?"

"Good... Of course it's good." This poem was written by Kou Zhun, a poet in the Song Dynasty. How could it not be good?

Zhu Xuntao's hand holding the paper iris trembled, and she quickly returned it to Qiuyue's hand.

"Is the second sister here?" A man's voice came from outside.

Qiuyue heard it and said, "Second Miss, the person outside seems to be the third young master."

"Take the paper iris and follow me to have a look." Her brother came, and she had to go and see him, otherwise, people would say that she was a legitimate daughter and looked down on her illegitimate brothers and sisters.

Zhu Xuntao walked to the gate of her courtyard, and then she found that not only her illegitimate brother Zhu Shijie was standing there, but also a young man she didn't know standing next to Zhu Shijie.

The man was wearing a long robe, and only a few places of green bamboo embroidery made him look elegant and handsome. He was indeed a handsome young man.

Zhu Xuntao glanced away without looking at the stranger: "What's the matter?"

Zhu Shijie gave Zhu Xuntao a sunny smile: "Just now, Master Song and I felt that the weather was clear, so we took the opportunity to release a paper icicle. Unexpectedly, the string broke. Second sister, did you see the paper icicle?"

"Master Song?" Zhu Xuntao lowered her eyes slightly, extinguishing the light in them, "Why didn't I know that there was a Master Song in the mansion?"

Zhu Shijie replied: "Master Song and I have known each other for a short time, but I admired his talent, so we became good friends. Master Song, this is my second sister, Zhu Xuntao. Second sister, this is Master Song Zichuan."

After Zhu Shijie finished the introduction, Zhu Xuntao exclaimed in her heart.

Song Zichuan was originally a trap set by Zhu Yingyan for Xiao Miluo, but now he was sent here to bury her?

Song Zichuan hid the disgust in his eyes, took a step forward, and said politely: "Hello, Miss Zhu Er."

After saying that, Song Zichuan raised his porcelain-white and handsome cheeks, showing his perfect jawline. Coupled with his strong scholarly air, he had the flavor of "the bamboo joints are elegant and peaceful, and the gentleman is indifferent and always clear-minded."

Looking at the paper iris in Qiuyue's hand, Zhu Xuntao commented:

This little chic looks like a real thing!

Zhu Xuntao said calmly, "Your paper iris was picked up by my maid by mistake, Qiuyue."

"Yes, Second Miss." Although it was a bit strange, Qiuyue was not so blind as to take possession of a paper iris that already had an owner, not to mention that the owner was a man.

"Third Master." Qiuyue was so cautious that she did not return it directly to Song Zichuan. She first handed it to Zhu Shijie, who then returned it to Song Zichuan, to prevent her Second Miss from being accused of having a secret relationship with a man outside her family.

"Thank you, second sister." Zhu Shijie handed the paper ibis to Song Zichuan and said, "Mr. Song, the more I read, the better I think your poem is. By the way, second sister, have you seen the poem on the paper ibis? What do you think of it?"

Zhu Xuntao raised the corner of his mouth and said shamelessly, "Third brother, you are asking the wrong person. Everyone in the mansion knows that although I know a few words, I have mastered six out of seven poems and books, but I don't understand a single one."

"If you want to find someone to discuss poetry, you should find big sister. Big sister's talent is known to everyone in the capital."

A mocking expression flashed across Song Zichuan's face: "Everyone has their own advantages. Miss Zhu Er doesn't need to belittle herself. At least I rarely see anyone more honest than Miss Zhu Er. A pure heart is also rare." Zhu

Xuntao smiled: "Song Zi is right. Although I don't have many advantages, I have more than a little."

"Third brother, you should take Young Master Song away. This is the inner courtyard. Next time, third brother can come alone."

Zhu Shijie, who was reminded, suddenly realized: "Second sister reminded me, I will never make the same mistake again next time. Young Master Song, let's go."

After leaving the backyard and walking to an empty corner, Zhu Shijie, a sunny boy, stopped smiling and became much colder: "It seems that elder sister thinks highly of Young Master Song."

During the whole process, the second sister did not even give Song Zichuan an extra glance.

Feeling humiliated, Song Zichuan did not respond. He only admitted that he made a wrong move.

How could a vulgar person like Zhu Xuntao understand the beauty of poetry and associate it with his extraordinary talent.

Zhu Xuntao, who was despised by Song Zichuan, did not know. If she knew, she would definitely spray back.

Even if she had traveled through time and space, and even if the poem was no longer written by Kou Zhun, it was definitely impossible for Song Zichuan, a filthy bastard, to have written it.

With this in mind, Song Zichuan still dared to boast of his extraordinary talent, which was truly shameless.

Zhu Shijie didn't care what Song Zichuan was thinking, and said coldly: "I have done everything I promised you, sister. The plan failed because you were not here, so you'd better fulfill your promise to me."

His favor was not in vain.

Song Zichuan's face changed: "This matter was done by Song, and it has nothing to do with Miss Zhu, so don't slander Miss Zhu."

He couldn't stand Zhu Xuntao's shameless love for others, and felt sorry for Zhu Da Nv being betrayed by her closest relatives, so he wanted to help Zhu Da Nv teach Zhu Er Nv a lesson.