Chapter 162 - Trapped In Trouble After The Feast (1/2)

Comparing his younger sister’s future with his own, Sima Lingyun quickly decided to put his own future first. Once he was successful, he could choose a good marriage for her and have a large dowry prepared, which would be fair compensation for what he was about to do.

He took the poem and looked at it for a while, then calmly placed it on the tray in the maid’s hand. He didn’t even glance at Sima Heyan, and replied to the empress obediently. “Although this poem is quite similar to mine, it wasn’t written by me. Please do me justice.”

“If you didn’t write it, why would your younger sister say it was yours and that First Miss Mo went to your study and stole it?” the queen said coldly as she fixed her eyes on Mo Xuemin.

Mo Xuemin knelt on the ground, not daring to show any emotion.

“Your Majesty, may I ask my younger sister about it?” He turned to Sima Heyan. “How do you know the poem written by First Miss Mo was exactly the same as mine?”

When Sima Heyan saw her brother’s expression,she thought he really knew nothing about it. “Big brother, that poem is exactly the same as yours. Several days ago, I went to your study to find books and noticed that poem in your collection, which was the same as the one written by First Miss Mo.”

Sima Lingyun seized a chance to glance at Mo Xuemin who was kneeling on the other side with watery eyes. Now he was determined and said with a smile, “Sister, there are plenty of similar people in the world, not to mention poems. But even though the poems seemed similar, they were different. You must have made a mistake. Maybe you should have a look more carefully?”

They were only similar? Impossible!

Sima Heyan blinked her eyes and took the letter again. She looked at it carefully, and her face turned pale. She pointed at the poem and her lips trembled, not saying a word.

Sima Lingyun watched closely at Sima Heyan’s expression and was afraid she would insist that Mo Xuetong copied his poem. However, he was relieved to see her shocked face. “Sis, did you misread it? You don’t feel so well these days, and I’ve told you to rest more, but you wouldn’t listen to me. Now that you have been out for only a short time, you are already having delusions. Although the poem from First Miss Mo was similar to mine, they were different. You should apologize to her and go home to have a good rest until you recover.”

This had all happened because of Sima Heyan, so Sima Lingyun blamed her for it and his voice was sharp. Though the words themselves were gentle, they made her feel cold. She lifted her head and looked at Sima Lingyun in disbelief. Did her big brother even care about her, anymore?

It was his poem , and now she had to apologize to the person who’d copied it. Indeed, there was a one word difference between the two poems, but she had been too busy to notice.

Her brother’s poem was:

Two b.u.t.terflies on a splendid dress, red rouge was uneven. Standing alone in a colorful dress, waiting for the swallow to come back in the mild rain.

Mo Xuemin wrote:

Two b.u.t.terflies on a splendid dress, red rouge was uneven. Standing alone in a colorful dress, waiting for the swallow to come back in the light rain.

Yes, one word was different, but it was still a blatant copy of Sima Lingyun’s poem. If Mo Xuemin had never seen it before, she couldn’t have written such a similar one. n.o.body would believe Mo Xuemin didn’t copy his brother’s!

Her own brother asked her to apologize to Mo Xuemin, which was unbearable for Sima Heyan, who was always proud. She wanted to make a scene and have them look for the collection of poems in her big brother’s study. Mo Xuemin wouldn’t be able to deny it, then.

Sima Lingyun knew Sima Heyan well and knew that she was angry when she rolled her eyes. He lowered his voice and comforted her gently. “Sis, don’t you remember what Mom told you? She let you get into the palace to serve the empress and princess . You can’t be so ignorant and blame others before you see it clearly. If our mother knows this, she’ll be very angry.”

Sima Heyan opened her mouth but said nothing! She understood what Sima Lingyun meant, and her mom told her to stay calm and not get into trouble when she went into the palace. After years of effort, her elder brother’s status was rising, and she couldn’t be allowed to make him look bad.

Thinking about her mother, Sima Heyan had to take the blame, though she felt quite aggrieved. She bit her lips and concealed her anger. She couldn’t ruin her big brother’s future.

She turned to Mo Xuemin and said, “Miss Mo, I’m sorry I was too abrupt today. But these poems are too alike with only one word’s difference, so I thought it was from my brother.”

Sima Heyan was so angry that she had to tell the truth, even if she had apologized. She believed others would understand . She admitted there was a word that was different. But did it mean they were from different people?

Seeing Sima Lingyun’s appearance, Mo Xuemin was relieved and pretended to be innocent with teary eyes. It would not only win Sima Lingyun’s favor but also leave a good impression on everyone there.

Even though she was crying, she didn’t seem to be sad at all. Seeing Sima Heyan talking to her, she just wanted to reply, but her last words made her scared. She felt anxious and began to cough.