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121. Poetry Appreciation Conference 19

"Su Xian, this is the prince of Nanzhao, Feng Lishang." Xuanyuan Xi pointed to a man wearing a blue lake and introduced to Su Su Xian.

Su Suxian looked at the man lightly, and saw that his temples were as cut as a knife, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, his face was like peach petals, and his eyes were like autumn waves.

The edges and corners of his face were as clear as a knife and axe, and his sharp and ruthless eyes were unfathomable. The man was covered in blue, which made him look so sarcastic and elegant, with his tall sword eyebrows cold and cold, and his pair of peach blossom eyes staring at him.

Su Suxian felt a little nervous. This man had been staring at him with a cold face since he entered the pavilion.

She never knew that a person could be so cold that he almost made her crawl on the ground and tremble with just one look.

Su Suxian couldn't help but shivered and nodded gently to the man, saying hello.

The man ignored it and still stared at Su Suxian. To be precise, he should be staring at Su Suxian's clothes, and then glanced coldly at Xuanyuan Ye.

"I was so scared that I almost knelt down!" Xuanyuan Ye quietly wiped his cold sweat and leaned close to Su Suxian's ear and said lightly.

Su Suxian gave Xuanyuan Ye a blank look: "Things that are useless!"

In fact, only Su Suxian herself knew that if so many people were there, she would have been suppressed by her cold aura!

The two of them whispered each other so that people mistakenly thought they were saying sweet words.

I don’t know if Su Suxian was dazzled or something, but she always felt that the look of Feng Lishang looking at her was so deep that it was hard to measure.

"This is Qi Xijue, the prince of Dongqi Kingdom!"

Xuanyuan Xi also quietly wiped the sweat. This Feng Lishang was so cold that he hurriedly pulled Su Suxian to the tea table opposite.

"I just heard the fifth prince pick you up. Now I see it, it's really unusual!"

Qi Xijue was as gentle as jade, gently shaking the feather fan, smiling.

"The prince is too rewarded!" Su Suxian chuckled, but her back was like a needle. She always felt that the gaze of Feng Lishang was always locking on her, making her back feel uncomfortable.

Su Suxian turned around and really met Feng Lishang's deep eyes.

With just one glance, Su Suxian felt that Wannian was about to fall into the eyes of Feng Lishang.

Su Suxian turned around and didn't dare to see Feng Lishang. For some reason, Feng Lishang always gave him a familiar feeling.

Su Suxian sat diagonally opposite Zhu Lishang, and the two blue lakes echoed each other from afar, becoming a beautiful landscape.

"Before you have appreciated the poem, you will appreciate it first. Today, it's such a happy pleasure! Brother Zhu, what do you think!?"

Qi Xijue gently shook the feather fan, and did not hesitate to care for Su Suxian.

Su Suxian didn't care. She knew that the national style of Dongqi Kingdom was open.

"Ya Xing!" Zhu Lishang responded lightly to Qi Xijue, and savored the wine and stopped talking.

Su Suxian seemed to have become accustomed to the precious words of Qin Lishang like gold.

"Miss Su, I don't know what you are wearing, but the clothes that the Rouge girl in Yihongyuan wore when she was running for the courtesan!?"

Suddenly, a joking, evident teasing sound rang out.
Chapter completed!
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