Chapter 717 My fifth brother is very good, especially good!
"Daddy!" Jiaojiao's eyes widened instantly when she heard the familiar footsteps.
Mo Yingxue was "fighting" with a tangled ball of thread. Hearing this, she said without even looking up, "Stop shouting. Your grandfather won't let you go so quickly."
She scratched her head, wanting to cry but unable to, "Fifth sister-in-law, why are these bastards so disobedient?"
Song Yanxi looked up and said with a smile, "Princess, please choose the embroidery pattern first. I will organize the threads."
She stretched out her hand, only to see another large hand pick up the wire basket on the table.
Mo Yingxue hurriedly stopped him and said anxiously, "Fifth brother, put it down quickly, you can't do it!"
Mo Jinchuan: "..."
I haven't scolded this girl for a while, it seems she is itching for trouble.
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Mo Yingxue realized that something was wrong.
She bit her tongue in frustration, then quickly forced a smile and said, "Fifth sister-in-law, don't listen to my nonsense. My fifth brother is very capable, especially!"
Hearing this, Song Yanxi almost lost her grip on the embroidery needle.
Could it be that she also learned these nonsense words from the storybook?
It seems that what the prince said was right. All her notebooks should be taken away and burned in the fire.
What a mess!
After Mo Yingxue finished speaking, she realized that something was wrong, and quickly threw away the ball of thread in her hand and covered her mouth.
Only a pair of big eyes were left, blinking innocently.
As if to say: "It's not that I'm not me, I didn't say anything."
Mo Jinchuan's face darkened, and he refused to refute, "Starting from next month, the monthly allowance will be reduced by half, and you will have to copy twenty books every month.
Deliver it to Prince Jin's Mansion before the end of the month. If one page is missing, I will be fined one handstroke."
"Ah?" Mo Yingxue's eyes were filled with fear, and she almost cried out loud on the spot.
She counted on her fingers, "Twenty books a month, which means I have to copy one book a day for twenty days."
When Mo Yingxue thought of the densely packed words in the book, she felt like her head was about to explode.
She pursed her lips, looked at Song Yanxi and said aggrievedly, "Fifth sister-in-law, please take care of Fifth Brother. Is there any justice in the world?
Look at my little hands, how can they be used to copy books?"
As she spoke, she quickly extended her delicate hand to Song Yanxi to see.
As the only legitimate daughter of the emperor and empress, she had lived a life of luxury since childhood, and had never even worn a single piece of clothing herself.
The flower dew used for washing hands on a daily basis is priceless and can make a pair of hands as white as mutton-fat jade.
But Fifth Brother wants her to use these hands to copy books. Tell me, isn't this a waste of talent?
Fifth sister-in-law is a girl, so I think she must understand her better than fifth brother, that stinky man.
Song Yanxi looked at Mo Yingxue's delicate white hands and nodded, "The princess has delicate skin, so it's really not easy for her to hold a pen for too long."
Mo Yingxue hurriedly said, "Fifth brother, listen quickly. If you don't believe what I say, you should believe what Fifth Sister-in-law says, right?"
Looking at her smug expression, Mo Jinchuan said expressionlessly, "What a coincidence! I just got a set of Hetian jade four treasures of the study a few days ago.
The jade is soft and smooth, just right for your delicate hands, and I guarantee it won't hurt you."
Mo Yingxue's eyes widened when she heard this, and she stamped her feet in anger, "Fifth sister-in-law, look at him!"
Song Yanxi could only respond with a slightly apologetic smile.
She wanted to help, but judging from the prince's attitude, he was determined and it was useless to say anything.
Besides, it is natural for a brother to teach his sister a lesson.
On the contrary, although she is engaged to the prince, she has not yet married into the Jinwang Mansion.
Princess Roujia is young and ignorant. If she really regards herself as the princess's sister-in-law, then she is confused.
Seeing that Song Yanxi didn't intend to intervene, Mo Yingxue suddenly became anxious. She took her arm and shook it gently, saying, "Good sister-in-law, please help me. I'm really going crazy if I copy books every day!"
As she spoke, her eyes rolled around and she suddenly had an idea.
Without waiting for Song Yanxi to speak, she looked at Mo Jinchuan and said, "Fifth brother, I still have to learn embroidery from Fifth Sister-in-law, so I don't have time to copy books."
"Really?" Mo Jinchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his gaze fell on the embroidery shed.
But before he could see clearly what was embroidered on it, Song Yanxi slammed her hand on the table, her face full of embarrassment.
Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she coughed lightly, saying, "I'm not good at needlework, so I won't make you laugh, Your Highness."
"How could it be!" Mo Yingxue's eyes suddenly widened, and she said in disbelief, "Fifth sister-in-law is too modest. I saw you threading the needle just now. You're obviously an old hand."
Song Yanxi: "This..."
When it comes to matchmaking, she is indeed an expert.
But what she sewed were not patterns, but people.
The master even praised her in front of his fellow disciples, saying that her needlework was a perfect inheritance from him.
In the future, I will definitely be able to lead the Divine Doctor Valley out of the mountains and develop it.
Seeing that Song Yanxi not only didn't say anything but her face was getting redder and redder, Mo Yingxue thought she was embarrassed in front of her lover.
She cleared her throat and said with an attitude of someone who had experienced it, "Fifth sister-in-law, you are really something. You and my fifth brother are going to be husband and wife in the future. You can't be so shameless."
When Song Yanxi heard this, she secretly thought that something was wrong.
However, a pair of hands moved faster than hers. They picked up the embroidery frame on the table and handed it to Mo Jinchuan like a treasure.
Mo Yingxue's eyes sparkled, her chin slightly raised, and her little face was full of pride.
It’s almost like writing on my face, “Come and praise me.”
Jiaojiao exclaimed "Wow" and said in a baby voice, "The duck embroidered by mommy is so beautiful!"
"Duck? What duck?" Mo Yingxue's smile froze.
She looked suspiciously at the thing on the embroidery stand, whose species she could barely identify, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching.
This duck is really a duck.
Realizing that he had accidentally gotten into trouble, Mo Yingxue frowned and said in a serious tone, "You kid has no taste. What's the difference between a duck and a duck? This is clearly a mandarin duck."
Now it was Jiaojiao's turn to feel strange.
She leaned forward, grabbed the edge of the table with both hands, stood on tiptoe to take a closer look, and nodded with certainty.
Then, under Mo Yingxue's gratified gaze, he said crisply, "Auntie, you're mistaken. This is a duck!"
Mo Yingxue could hardly maintain the fake smile on her face.
This kid is usually quite smart, why is he so stubborn at the critical moment?
Don’t say that this thing looks like a duck. Even if it were a real duck, you can’t say that.
Princess Jin was such a bad needlework girl that she embroidered a duck instead of a mandarin duck. Wouldn't people laugh at her if this got out?
Although she would definitely not laugh at Fifth Sister-in-law, those people outside were very vicious.
Especially his fifth brother, there are countless women who are secretly thinking about him and wish that his fifth brother-in-law is inferior to others in everything so that they can find some psychological comfort in it.
Apart from anything else, there are already stories in the market about a second-married miracle doctor who married a prince but was tragically divorced.
No matter what was written on it, their marriage was not favored by everyone, and there was not even a prestigious host on the wedding day.
In her opinion, it's all bullshit!
Those bastards really dare to write anything.
If she caught anyone writing nonsense again, she would lock him up and make him write all the time except for eating, drinking, defecating and urinating.
Don’t you like writing?
Then let them write for the rest of their lives!
The more Mo Yingxue thought about it, the angrier she became. She stared at the "duck" fiercely and said through gritted teeth, "Mandarin duck, this is a mandarin duck.
Even if the mother comes today, this is still a mandarin duck!"
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