Wanwan felt Bei Che's hand clenched suddenly, and then she saw her prince glaring at the prairie princess as if he wanted to eat someone. She was obviously very dissatisfied with someone targeting her everywhere. After several provocations, Bei Che planned to take her place.
Coming forward.
Wanwan pinched her back gently, signaling him to calm down and not to worry. She came prepared and was not trying to show off her courage. She would not be stumped by Celia as soon as she appeared on the stage.
"Of course I brought them. The flowers raised by me are among them. The princess might as well take a guess. If she guesses right, she can compose a poem. Maybe this year's title of 'Poetry King' will fall into the princess's arms.
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With a faint smile, she was unparalleled in beauty, and the whole sky became a little bluer because of her presence.
In comparison, Celia's strength seems to have no foundation and is tasteless.
"Yes, we are all looking forward to Princess Celia's masterpiece." Look, people who are afraid of chaos in the world began to cheer and cheer.
"You can ask Leng Nuo to comment, he's the best at it." There was more than one person making noises. His demeanor and other things were snatched away by dogs before. He was showing off the power of the grassland in the capital of the northern country and angered everyone.
Leng Nuo was still covering his face with a handkerchief. After hearing these words, he stood up, bowed to the crown prince and princess, and bowed to the end, "The young man is willing to take on this important task and comment on the princess's masterpiece. Everyone present can be a witness. If
There is something wrong, but it’s okay to say it.”
"That being the case, I agree." Bei Che waved his hand and made the final decision.
There was another burst of whispers among the crowd, followed by muffled laughter with ulterior motives.
Celia's face went green and red alternately.
Composing poetry? She can barely speak a few sentences, but she can express her meaning completely and accurately, which is already considered good.
You want her to compose poems? Is there any mistake?
Isn't this a partnership to bully others?
But if she admits in public that she is not good enough to write poems, Celia really can't let go. What's more, the prince is still watching from above. If she directly shows weakness, she will not be in his eyes.
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Celia gritted her teeth and her eyes unconsciously drifted to the maid who was standing beside her with her head bowed in silence. When she saw her nodding inaudibly, she felt relieved and smiled coldly, "This is the princess's work.
Poetry, does the Crown Princess also want to accompany you? In order to participate in this flower appreciation poetry meeting, I have specially prepared beautiful flowers and placed them there. The Crown Princess may as well take a guess."
Wanwan raised her eyebrows and said, "No problem."
Bei Che looked at Xiang Wanwan and smiled, "I will be a witness."
Celia's face suddenly turned green. She picked up a piece of beef unconsciously with her hand, picked out a plate of seasonings, poked it a few times, put it in her mouth, and then retched and spit it on the handkerchief. Wow, it's so sour.
That's a dish of vinegar.
The flowers are arranged, one pot after another, vying for beauty.
A comely female official came up and introduced each person one by one, and then the talents and beauties voted coins to determine the scores.
A pearl represents three points, a piece of emerald represents two points, and a copper coin represents one point. You can also abstain from giving any points.
This process seems to be the most lively part of the entire flower appreciation poetry gathering. Because we don’t know who the flowers belong to, we simply make a judgment based on the appearance of the flowers themselves, their preciousness, and the shape of the branches. Everyone works together to make a judgment.