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132. Poetry Appreciation Conference 30

Qingshuiyao didn't expect Su Suxian to make such a difficult sentence, and her face turned pale. Because of her cheating behavior just now, Xuanyuan Xi's attitude towards her was also indifferent and displaced.

Soon, only Su Suxian and Qingshuiyao were eliminated.

Qingshuiyao's sweat came out, and there were some sentences that Li Wan and Qin Ting secretly told him, but Su Suxian was the same person from beginning to end. In fact, everyone knew the outcome.

Qingshuiyao's face became increasingly ugly. Su Suxian just answered the poem she threw to Qin Ting.

Qingyao let out a sigh and slowly spread the brocade. After seeing the poem on the brocade, the sweat came out from Qingshuiyao's forehead.

"The last verse was written by me on a whim. I haven't figured out the next one yet. Whoever picks up the best one is today's champion."

Xuanyuan Xi smiled faintly and stared at Su Suxian with a fiery look. Can she take on this broken poem?

Su Suxian gently spread the brocade cloth: "The wind is whistling and the autumn air is deep, and the beauty is pondering alone thousands of miles away. Looking at the hometown, where is leaning on the railing and tears touching her collar."

Qingshuiyao racked her brains and asked for help to see Qin Ting and Li Wan. After a long time, the couple finally said something.

"The flowers are beautiful and the spring is strong, and the sunset is red when I pick them back. Where do I miss my love man? I look up in front of me."

"Puff!" Qi Xijue couldn't help but squirt out, and tea was splashing everywhere.

With a wave of Feng Lishang's sleeves, he blocked the tea. Qi Xijue looked at Feng Lishang speechlessly. Is this guy really angry and doesn't want money?

"I can't imagine that the national style of Xi Cang Kingdom is even more open than our Dongqi Kingdom! Miss Qing, I wonder who your little lover is right in front of you!? Could it be this king, right?"

Qi Xijue teased Qingshuiyao without any shame.

Qingshuiyao's face turned red. It would be a blessing if she could win Qi Xijue's favor.

However, Qi Xijue was obviously not interested in Qingshuiyao. After making a few jokes, he continued to drink tea and looked at Su Suxian with interest.

"Su Xian, you're right!?"

Xuanyuan Xi also looked at Su Suxian and Qingshuiyao's poems that were like spring were not what he wanted.

"The mountains are long and the water is long, shining on the windows and the bright moonlight. The Milky Way is vast, the silk shirt is timid and the wind is cool."

Su Suxian gently uttered these words from her red lips. Xuanyuan Xi looked at the charming red lips in a daze. I wonder if her cherry mouth was as sweet as cherry?

Feng Lishang, who had been drinking tea, also raised his eyes and glanced at Su Suxian, with his eyes shiny. Su Suxian's poem was amazing.

Su Suxian proudly raised her head and looked at Qingshuiyao, like a noble goddess, looking down at her subject.

The aura was silently pressured, and Qingshuiyao felt as if she was an ugly duckling, and she was defeated in front of Su Suxian, the elegant white swan.

"Fifth Prince, who do you think wins?"

Su Suxian asked Xuanyuan Xi gently, and his confident face made Xuanyuan Xi lose his mind several times.

"Qingshuiyao's poems are gentle and comfortable, but Su Suxian's poems are grand and majestic, giving people unlimited imagination space, which is exactly what I want! In this game, the winner is - Su Suxian!"
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