Quick Transmigration: The Female Supporting Character is a Squeamish Bag

As Su Wei spoke, he handed the invitation to Su Nuo.

Su Nuo took the invitation and saw the flash of excitement on Song Ziyan's face, and the corner of her mouth curled up mockingly.

I was about to refuse, but then I thought again.

The consort seems to be named Li Song, the younger brother of Jiang Luoyue's mother.

In this case, Jiang Luoyue's mother will definitely go.

It's better to just go there.

"okay."

Su Nuo nodded, reached out to take the invitation, and handed it to the maid aside to put it away.

"That's very good."

Su Wei felt very relieved when he saw that his daughter had become well-behaved and sensible after her return, and she did not think about going out.

"The banquet is still half a month away. In the next few days, Butler Lan will ask Baixiu Fang and the people from Diancui Pavilion to come over and customize some clothes and jewelry for you."

"good!"

Su Nuo nodded, and then sent Su Wei out.

Su Ziyan was very excited after getting this opportunity. Even the look on her face when she looked at Su Nuo was different at this moment.

"Sister Su, I won't disturb you anymore, I'll go back first.

Song Ziyan thought about going back and carefully planning her makeup this time and what method she should use to shine at the banquet.

"good!"

Su Nuo didn't say anything more and responded lightly.

After Song Ziyan left, Su Nuo suddenly remembered something.

In the original plot, it is indeed because of this banquet that the heroine Song Ziyan shines in the capital.

She vaguely remembered that Song Ziyan said a lot of poems at that banquet. It was precisely because of these poems that she further established her reputation as a talented woman.

He became famous in the capital and gained the favor and attention of the Seventh Prince.

However, this time, Su Nuo would not give her such a good opportunity.

Su Nuo thought about it carefully. The poems Song Ziyan said in the plot were all very familiar. Oh, they were not originally written by Song Ziyan at all.

oh!

Su Nuo suddenly realized, and only then did he understand.

This Song Ziyan has traveled through time, and her literary accomplishments, poems, and songs were all stolen from others.

The name of a talented woman is nothing more than that.

What should be done to make this fake talented woman lose everything?

Su Nuo's little hand was supporting her chin, and her long, curly eyelashes were blinking gently.

Yes.

Su Nuo curled her lips and smiled, and her eyes were filled with a shrewd light.

"mandarin duck."

Su Nuo waved, and Yuanyang quickly came over and asked softly.

"Miss, what are your orders?"

"Give me pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Su Nuo gently touched his chin with his fingers.

"yes!"

Although Yuanyang didn't know what his young lady wanted to do suddenly with this pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the smile on the young lady's face was still quite familiar, and it seemed like she was about to do something "bad".

With a slight smile on his face, Yuanyang quickly packed up the things.

While he was grinding ink for Su Nuo, he watched Su Nuo dance on the snow-white paper.

Su Nuo's memory was originally very good.

She directly wrote down all the poems that Song Ziyan said in the plot, and the names of the poets were all recorded in it.

Wait until all of this is settled.

Su Nuo stood up and stretched his muscles.

Yuanyang looked on with wonder.

"Miss, where did you get these poems from?"

"I saw it by chance on the way back to the capital. Unfortunately, it rained heavily and I didn't protect the book well, so the original copy was gone. But luckily I remembered it all in my mind."

Su Nuo stood up, and with her fingers as white and tender as green onions, she gently twisted a piece of pastry and brought it to her lips.

The pastry was soft, delicious, and sweet, and Su Nuo's eyebrows widened.

"Then miss...what is this used for?"

Yuanyang carefully bound the book with a rope, and finally looked at the names on the paper, a collection of famous poems.

"Well... you go and ask Butler Lan to come and send this poem to Minglang Bookstore, where it can be read for free. You can also copy and pass it on."

After Su Nuo finished speaking, he held the teacup and drank in small sips.

"Haha, miss, if you do this, those scholars will be extremely happy."

When Su Nuo heard her words, she couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.

That’s right!

Waiting for Butler Lan to come over and leave with this collection, Su Nuo was lying on the soft couch reading, smiling happily.

A few days later, the people from Baixiu Fang came and gave them materials and styles for them to choose.

Su Nuo didn't pull Song Ziyan on purpose, and there was no need.

If she wants to pinch the tip, if she wants to come out on top, then whatever she wants.

Finally, the boss lady of Baixiu Fang realized something was wrong. Su Nuo chose two sets of clothes, one was pink and the other was light green.

The colors are quite satisfactory, and the styles are what my little daughter likes.

As for Song Ziyan, the two sets he chose were both white, and he even brought the drawings with him.

Although it is white, gold and silver threads are used to embroider flowers in bloom.

Finally, I chose red for the big blouse outside.

Just looking at this style makes me feel so bright.

When this piece of clothing is worn out, I'm afraid it will set a new trend.

I can’t tell!

This girl is so talented.

The landlady looked at Song Ziyan with a bit of admiration.

After they left, the proprietress inquired about Song Ziyan with the little maid who sent her away, and found out that she was just a Qiu Feng.

The admiration in his eyes was gone, and there was a bit of sarcasm in his eyes.

At first, I thought she was a young lady from everyone, but she was so proud of her clothes. She dared to show off like this. Aren't you afraid of stealing someone else's limelight?

The lady boss of Baixiu Fang shook her head.

The clothes are in place and the jewelry is ready.

Just wait for that day to come.

Song Ziyan was very excited, just waiting for that day when his fame would skyrocket.

Su Nuo also kept counting on her fingers.

When Jiang Luoyue left, she told herself that it would only be half a month.

By that day, it's been almost half a month, so it's time to come back.

Su Nuo thought for a while, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly in a nice curve.

Jiang Luoyue said that when he comes back, they will get married.

"Miss, it's time for snacks."

Yuanyang came over with a tray and saw Su Nuo smiling sweetly from a distance.

He immediately walked over and placed the snacks in the tray on the table.

I always feel that this time the young lady came back, she has changed a lot, she has become quieter, and she has become more smiley.

I don’t know what happened outside, Miss, but the smile on the Miss’s face is bright.