Foolish Concubine Reborn As Miracle Doctor

  Meng Fuying kept her eyes slightly lowered, so she didn't notice that when Xuanyuan Ye, who was sitting diagonally across from her, looked at her, his brows seemed to frown slightly.

   Those who could participate in this banquet were all ladies with unusual identities. It was naturally not difficult to write a poem, so within a quarter of an hour, the little maid successfully collected all the poems and handed them over to the queen.

   Seeing the queen pretending to be serious and looking at each of them carefully, Meng Fuying's lips twitched slightly again.

  Meng Ruxue's mother and the queen are cousins. Although the relationship is a little far away, they are more or less related by blood.

   Moreover, the queen's own son died of measles when he was young, and now the queen pins all her hopes on Meng Ruxue.

  It is well known that the emperor prefers His Highness the Seventh Prince, and Meng Ruxue has the halo of winning the world if she gets this girl, and she will definitely be the queen in the future.

  She will support Meng Ruxue both in public and in private.

  Even if Meng Ruxue's poems are ordinary and ordinary, the ending will not change.

   It's just that at this moment, there may be a little surprise, but she is looking forward to it, the next surprise...

   "Huh, what's going on here?" Sure enough, the queen frowned slightly and exclaimed in a low voice. At the same time, a pair of eyes also looked at Meng Fuying with a hint of sarcasm.

   "What?" The emperor looked at her strangely, but there was a bit of sternness in his voice. There was nothing in these poems that could make her such a fuss.

   "Back to the emperor, Meng Fuying actually copied Xue'er's poem." The queen naturally heard the dissatisfaction in the emperor's voice, and handed two pieces of paper with the same content to the emperor.

  When something like this happened, she couldn't hide it, let alone, she didn't want to hide it.

  Without asking any questions, Meng Fuying was subjectively convicted with a single sentence.

  As soon as these words came out, the originally quiet hall suddenly erupted.

   "She was originally a fool, I'm afraid she doesn't know a single word. If she can copy it, it's considered good." One of them laughed lowly.

   "If you can't write it yourself, it's really shameless to copy someone else's." An angrily insulting voice.

   "Hmph, what good can a fool, or a fool so ugly to death, do." More vicious curses.

In Meng Ruxue's eyes, there was a bit of a smug smile. This ending was within her expectation. Originally, she was the most talented woman in the Xuanyuan Dynasty, but Meng Fuying had always been foolish. In this case, everyone will naturally believe her.

   However, at this moment, Meng Fuying still had a calm expression on his face, as if all these things had nothing to do with her, and even casually picked up a piece of snack on the table, slowly tasting it.

  Meng Ruxue's eyes flickered slightly, and she looked at her in disbelief. She didn't understand, at this moment, she was still acting as if nothing happened? There was another sneer in her eyes, hmph, she wants to see how long she can pretend.

  Xuanyuanye tapped the table lightly with his slender fingers, but his eyes were slightly closed, and the long eyelashes concealed his few emotions.

  When Bai Yichen looked at Meng Fuying, he frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of joy in the depths of his eyes.

   Those who copy others in this kind of ceremony will be disqualified. That way, she wouldn't be picked.

"Meng Fuying, tell me, what's going on?" The emperor glanced at the poem in his hand, then looked at Meng Fuying, and asked in a low voice. A strange admiration, this girl, is a good handwriting, and the handwriting with joyful eyebrows has a bit of masculinity.

  He believed that this girl would not copy someone else's.

   "Return to the emperor, I did not write that poem." Hearing the emperor's question, Meng Fuying stood up slightly, with a calm face, and answered very naturally.

  The whole hall boiled again.

   "Hmph, I'm ashamed to say so. Shameless."

   The scolding sounded again.

   "I have seen thick-skinned people, but I have never seen such thick-skinned people. They can still act as a matter of course after copying others." Xuanyuan Mo also cursed with a look of contempt.

   "She is daring." Xuanyuan Fan's lips were filled with a slight smile, and there was no trace of sarcasm in his eyes, but a little more strangeness.

  Xuanyuan Ye's hand moved again, but those eyes were still slightly drooping and did not move.

"Your Majesty, according to the rules, in such a grand ceremony, if anyone who plagiarizes other contestants is found, he or she will be disqualified and punished with a finger (zan)." After hearing Meng Fuying's own admission, the Queen looked at Meng Fuying again. To the emperor, said in a low voice.

   Fingering is an old form of torture, in which five small wooden sticks are threaded through a rope, wrapped around the fingers, and tightened forcefully.

  Meng Fuying's lips twitched into a sneer again, it seemed that the queen was impatient.

   "Queen, Fu'er is also unintentional, I beg the queen to spare Fu'er." Meng Ruxue immediately stood up, pleading for Meng Fuying eagerly.

   I have to admit that Meng Ruxue is really good at acting, but she wants to see how long she can act?

   "She copied yours, but you still protect her. You are a kind child." When the Queen looked at Meng Ruxue, she smiled with satisfaction.

   However, when he looked at Meng Fuying again, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a serious one, and said coldly, "It's just that the rules cannot be broken, Meng Fuying, are you guilty?"

   "The eighth line and the eleventh line on page 132 of "Hua Yun Lu." Meng Fuying's eyes darkened slightly, her red lips moved slightly, and she said slowly word by word, obviously not answering the question.

  All the people were stunned and didn't understand, what exactly was she talking about?

   "I asked you a question, what kind of mess did you answer?" The queen raised her almond eyes and growled angrily.

  Xuanyuan Ye raised the corner of his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand suddenly, and waved lightly at Sufeng behind him.

   "Yes." Fortunately, Sufeng reacted very quickly, and immediately understood what he meant, and wanted to go out, but suddenly remembered that this is the palace, not the palace, so he must go to the imperial study to find it privately.

   And if you go back to the palace, you have to go back and forth, but it will take a lot of time.

   Then he shouted in a low voice with some embarrassment, "Your Highness..."

   "I have that book in my study, go find it." At this moment, the emperor also reacted, and said to a guard behind him.

   However, when he looked at Xuanyuan Ye, something strange flashed across his eyes.

   Is Ye'er helping that girl? If it counts, even the last time he was in Hou Wang's mansion, it was the second time he helped that girl.

  And that girl can read that kind of book, and even remember which poem is on which page and which line?

   It was only then that everyone realized that when they looked at Meng Fuying again, their eyes were a little different.

  Especially Xuanyuan Fan, who seemed to be a little bit more surprised besides being shocked. Now, who would dare to say that she is a fool?

  Meng Ruxue's face froze suddenly, and a little panic was hidden in the depths of her eyes, especially when she saw Xuanyuan Ye helping Meng Fuying again, she hated and was extremely afraid in her heart.

  Xuanyuan Ye regained his unshakable indifference again, it seemed that the action just now was just someone else's illusion.

  A moment later, the guard brought the "Hua Yun Lu", turned it to page 132, and presented it to the emperor.

  Page 132, the eighth line, the eleventh line are exactly those two poems.

The queen looked at the poems in the book, her face changed slightly, but she quickly reacted, and laughed again and again, "Their sisters are good, they read the same books, and in this case, they even thought of a went."

  The women who have been in the deep palace for a long time are all fine. In this case, Meng Ruxue cleverly concealed the past with one sentence, and completely lost the severity she had just shown Meng Fuying.

   "Yes, my sister and I really have a heart-to-heart connection." Meng Ruxue naturally understood what the queen meant, so she continued with a slight smile. When she told a lie, she didn't blush or breathe.

  The emperor's eyes darkened slightly, and there was a bit of dissatisfaction in his expression, but in this case, it was naturally impossible for him to directly accuse the queen.

  How could he not understand the queen's thoughts, and for so many years, the only woman Ye'er didn't seem to reject was Meng Ruxue, and the person Ye'er chose today was very likely to be Meng Ruxue.

  Most importantly, at this moment there is no evidence to prove that Meng Ruxue copied the shadow girl.

  However, the suspicion of plagiarism by the shadow girl has also been cleared. This is the only way to go.

  Hmph, Meng Fuying snorted coldly inwardly, with a clear understanding? She and her?

   It's ridiculous.

  Using such a word of understanding, I want to fool this matter, hum, how can it be so easy?

   Pointing fingers, copying other contestants, but she will be pointed out, if she hadn't seen through Meng Ruxue's plot long ago, at this moment, she doesn't know what punishment she will suffer with her small white hands.

  So, she will not let Meng Ruxue go so easily today.

  She has always been a person who repays kindness and revenge. Meng Ruxue plotted against her time and time again. This time, she should pay her back.

  A slight smile appeared on the corner of her lips, Meng Fuying slowly raised her head again, looked at Meng Ruxue, and then slowly said word by word...