Chapter 42 CFV Ch.42 Elder Brother (3)

“Grandma,” Qin Sheng, the fourth daughter of the second branch said with a smile, “Granddaughter and Second Sister had just received an invitation to the Poetry Convention. Third Sister returned at the perfect time. She can come with us.”

The Poetry Convention was hosted by the Royal House of Tai of Yingluo County. It was only hosted one every season, and the noble women in the entire capital were invited to a banquet. For the ladies, getting an invitation of the Poetry Convention was also a symbol of status.

Madam Qin was very pleased, thinking that her granddaughter was really sensible. She immediately gave her assent, “Very good, take your third sister with you.”

Marchioness Su, on the other hand, furrowed her brows and said, “Mother, Gui’er has just returned from the capital...”

If Qin Gui made a fool of herself at the Poetry Convention, it would bring disgrace to the entire Zhongyi Marquis Mansion!

“Mother.” Qin Sheng begged Marchioness Su in a spoiling manner, “It’s because the Third Sister has just arrived from the capital that we should get together with everyone. Also, I have come to an agreement with everyone, I have to introduce our cousin of the eldest branch to everyone.”

Qin Sheng’s smile looked quite pure and innocent but in her heart, she was scorning Qin Gui.

At first, Qin Sheng was the third daughter of the house but with the return of Qin Gui, she had become the fourth miss.

And the result...

“Okay.” Qin Gui nodded, smiling from the bottom of her heart.

What!? Marchioness Su was dumbstruck, thinking that there was something wrong with her ears.

“Thank you, Second Aunt. I will keep their deeds securely and won’t lose them.” Qin Gui pursed her lips, staring at Marchioness Su; her pupils shining brightly.

Qin Gui smiled seemed so pure and innocent but for some reason Marchioness Su felt like a mouse chased by a cat.

What am I thinking!?

She is just a rude girl with no education!

Marchioness Su said to herself in her heart, holding her breath; her chest heaved neither up nor down.

It was she who proactively said that she would give the deed to her. But now she was regretting it. She could not help but smack her mouth.

Marchioness Su could only give the order albeit reluctantly, “Mother Zhao, go get the deed of sale.”

She barely managed to squeeze a smile, almost choking in anger.