Fang Qing smiled coldly. She couldn't compose poetry, but she could recite poetry. Just three chrysanthemum poems were nothing. She remembered more than three famous chrysanthemum poems.
"Princess Jingyang, sister, I want to thank you for the 400,000 taels of silver notes you gave me." She changed her voice, and her voice was sonorous and powerful. "When autumn comes on September 8th, when the flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers will bloom, and the fragrance will fill the sky.
Kyoto, the city is full of golden armor." She slightly changed the place name Chang'an into Kyoto.
As soon as the third chrysanthemum poem came out, there was silence on the table. Qi Yan's icy blue eyes also had a light of surprise swaying.
"Does anyone else want to write a poem about chrysanthemums?" Fang Qing raised her brows lightly and looked coldly.
Kang Moxuan, a talented man from Luozhou, Ji Qingkuang, a talented man from Fengzhou, and Yun Xiaoxiao, a talented man from Yunzhou, stood up at the same time. They clasped their fists towards Fang Qing and said, "Young girl is so talented, I admire you. I think the three of us will spend our lives with chrysanthemums."
Poetry is not as good as Miss Luan's "The city is full of golden armor". If there are still people here who are dissatisfied with Miss Luan's control, they are dissatisfied with the three of me." As soon as the three of them said this, no one in the room dared to do so.
answer.
Luan Yuchen's warm pupils were full of surprise, but Lu Yijing was so angry that her teeth itched. She didn't expect that Luan Yuqing's legs were disabled, her hands were also disabled, and her hands were completely destroyed. There was nothing that could threaten her anymore.
She did.
But now she had a new threat. Looking at Yu Tianqi beside her, thinking silently, she knew that Brother Qi was beginning to pay attention to her.
Yu Tianqi had never thought that Luan Yuqing's talents and learning were so outstanding, because in the three years since she entered Prince Ning's Mansion, and even in the past fourteen years of her growth, she had never shown her talents, and she had not shown any trace of them.
came.
He thought she was just a woman who could dance, sing, and play the piano but had no skills but no ideas. Unexpectedly, he was totally wrong.
Her talent and learning were much higher than hers, surpassing that of her cousin Lu Yijing, who was the most talented woman in the Luoyue Dynasty. At this moment, he hated Luan Yuqing's calmness, and even more hated her deliberate concealment.
He began to believe that everything she had done in Prince Ning's Mansion in the past three years was probably just to make him hate her and make him abandon her, so that she could escape from him and live freely. It turned out that he was in her heart.
There was no position at all. She was probably already planning how to escape from him from the day she married him.
Thinking of this, Yu Tianqi couldn't help but crush the cup in his hand.
bump--
The cup shattered and blood spilled out, dizzying his palm.
"Brother Qi, you're bleeding." Lu Yijing exclaimed and ran to his side. She took out a handkerchief to wipe Yu Tianqi's face, but Yu Tianqi stared angrily at Fang Qing's unresponsive indifferent face.
He flew up and landed beside Fang Qing. His pupils, as bright as obsidian, were staring at Fang Qing unblinkingly, with a taste of resentment and anger.
Why is he looking at her like that?
Fang Qing wondered, could he also want to ask her for advice? Thinking of this, her forehead bulged faintly, her fingers couldn't help but raise, and she rubbed her eyebrows.
"Prince Ning, do you still have objections to Miss Luan being the gatekeeper?" Qi Yan's ice-blue luster changed as he waved his folding fan and floated over.
Qi Yan's words made everyone present, including the three great talents, have fire in their eyes.
But Yu Tianqi just looked at Fang Qing quietly. He raised his injured palm and spread it in front of Fang Qing. The enchanting red color pierced Fang Qing's indifferent eyes.
What did he mean by this? Fang Qing's pale eyebrows slightly furrowed, but Yu Tianqi brought his injured palm closer.
Fang Qing was surprised, shouldn't he-"You want me to bandage your wound?"
"You did it, you bandage it." Yu Tianqi turned his face away, awkwardly avoiding her surprised gaze, but his blood-stained palm moved three points closer to Fang Qing again.
He is very stubborn.
Qi Yanbing's blue eyes flashed with a strange light, and his perfect lips moved slightly.
Although Fang Qing didn't understand what he meant, she still took his hand and carefully pulled out the broken porcelain shards in his palm. Then she calmly took out a snow-white silk handkerchief from her sleeve and held it for him.
Wrap it gently.
"Okay." She twitched the corners of her lips.
From the beginning to the end, her expressions and movements were natural, without any awkwardness or uneasiness. She was like a doctor who was willing to help the world, treating patients professionally and without emotion.
This is what Yu Tianqi hates. He hates her distant and indifferent look. When Fang Qing saw that he was still staying where he was, she repeated, "Your Majesty, I'm fine now."
snort--
Yu Tianqi looked at her expressionless look, snorted coldly, and then angrily walked away, as if he was angry with someone.
Fang Qing watched him leave strangely, and she was confused.
Weird thing, what kind of trick is he playing? She shook her head helplessly and amusedly.
Snapped--
Qi Yan put away his folding fan and his ice-blue eyes were silent. "I believe everyone here has no doubts now. Since there are no doubts, the game begins. Huo Gang, red sleeves and green clothes, make arrangements immediately."
He was no longer in the mood to watch a show at the moment.