Holy Maiden, please be in peace

Chapter 266 Only. Isn't it?
Following the line of sight of these people, Qi Yu discovered that there was a girl with an excellent temperament sitting on the banquet.

The girl's black hair just did not reach her waist, and her snow-white skin and tenderness that made people feel pity made it easy to make people feel protective.

Especially the girl's eyes were a little anxious and worried, coupled with the girl's beautiful face, it seemed that there was only the girl left in the world.

This was the first time Qi Yu saw a girl as good-looking as His Majesty.

But it is two completely different beauty from His Majesty.

A poignant beauty, a noble beauty.

The two are incomparable, but they are equally memorable.

"Sure enough, Luocheng has outstanding people." Qi Yu sighed, and then continued to listen to poems and look at those scholars.

Girls are good-looking, but the task is the most important.

Because the poetry garden had to end before the ice lanterns were released, the process was not so cumbersome, and soon, it was the last poem.

The maid Xiaofang timidly stepped forward and bowed to everyone.

When seeing Xiaofang, Sikong Wangxing raised his head and looked at Xiaofang with bright eyes.

The girl's bright eyes made those who looked at the girl lose their senses for a moment.

In fact, for Sikong Wangxing, if he hadn't wanted to hear Brother Lin's poems immediately, the girl would have left the poetry garden long ago to find Brother Lin.

"This word was written by a teacher at the Los Angeles Academy." Xiaofang said slowly.

It's just that just after Xiaofang finished speaking, there were whispered discussions in the banquet.

The poems I made before were all written by people from Los Angeles, and at least they are also famous talents, while the teachers of the Los Angeles Academy wrote poems.
Although the teachers in Luocheng are all Juren (except Lin Xun), almost all of them are the kind of Juren who are not well-ranked in Chunwei, and have no connections and cannot fill the vacancies, and finally teach in the Luocheng Academy.

But all the people here are determined to serve the country, to contribute to this peaceful and prosperous age, and to leave a name in history
Hearing the faint voice of discussion, Sikong Wangxing and Liu frowned slightly, feeling very unhappy in his heart.

No matter how Brother Lin wrote it, the girl has already decided that she must take down the original manuscript of this poem and put it next to her pillow every night.

"The title of this poem is "Sapphire Case", and the title is "Looking at the Stars."

"Looking at the stars."

As soon as the maid finished speaking, Wang Xing was taken aback for a moment, and then his cheeks turned slightly red
Is this word
"It seems that Mr. Lin specially wrote this poem for Sister Wangxing."

Mrs. Wang smiled and held Wang Xing's little hand.

"Madam Wang, don't stop making fun of Wang Xing. How could Brother Lin do that?"

"Why not? Otherwise, where did the word 'Wang Xing' come from?"

Seeing the shy appearance of the girl beside her, Mrs. Wang wished she could embrace this delicate and beautiful girl immediately.

"Miss Wangxing, Miss Wangxing should not be Mr. Lin's cousin."

Hearing Mrs. Wang's piercing, Wang Xing raised his head with reddened cheeks.

"Not only is she not Mr. Lin's cousin, Miss Wangxing should like Mr. Lin very much, right?"

"Mrs. Wang, Wang Xing."

"There's no need to explain." Mrs. Wang gently stroked Wang Xing's long hair, "It's okay, if you like it, you like it. Do you have to act like you don't like it if you like it? Why do you have to?"

"But brother Lin doesn't like Wang Xing."

"Really?" Mrs. Wang smiled slightly, "But so far, according to my master, Mr. Lin has only written one poem for Miss Qing'er, and today's poem is for Miss Qing'er, and the poem is for Miss Qing'er. For Sister Wangxing, does Mr. Lin really dislike Sister Wangxing?"

"Mrs. Wang"

The girl who was already too shy wanted to say something, but Mrs. Wang gently pressed the girl's pink lips.

"Sister Wang Xing, it's fine for a man to have three wives and four concubines. Is it because Sister Qing'er doesn't allow Mr. Lin to marry a concubine, or is it because Sister Wang Xing refuses to tell Mr. Lin what she really thinks in her heart?
But no matter what, let us first listen to the poem written by Mr. Lin for Miss Wangxing. "

As soon as Mrs. Wang finished speaking, the maid Xiaofang nervously unfolded the rice paper in her hand and read out slowly.

The maid Xiaofang's voice slowly spread in the courtyard.

Talented scholars, ladies in boudoirs, or Master Qi of the Hanlin Academy sitting in the front all read the words word by word and slowly sat up straight.

When Xiaofang landed the last word, Lord Qi and the talents of Shiyuan all stood up.

The girl stared blankly at the piece of rice paper that recorded the poems written by him.

As if at this moment, the girl was standing in a dimly lit place, seeing him constantly looking for herself, and finally he suddenly looked back, and there were people coming and going on the side of the road, but at this moment, the two sides only had each other in their eyes.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooo, I don't believe you anymore"

"Really, I was really wrong."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"I'm back, haven't I?"

"Woooooo, you know how to bully me."

"Really, when the candle went dark and I realized it, you disappeared, and I've been looking for you all the time."

"Liar, big pig's hoof, I don't believe it."

"Forget it if you don't believe me, do your feet still hurt?"

"Hmmm."

"Then it hurts. Anyway, it hurts. I'll get used to it later."

"Bastard!"

"Ah, don't bite me, if you bite me again, I will leave you behind."

"Ahhh, I was wrong, I won't leave you behind, let go first."

"Hmm, bastard"

Lying on Lin Xun's shoulder, the girl pursed her mouth, but her eyes blinked at Lin Xun's profile.

When Lin went back to the haunted house to find Zhuling, he found her shivering in a cabinet.

Lin Xun didn't even expect that Zhuling twisted her feet in shock from some props in the haunted house.

In the end, Lin Xun had no choice but to recite her
"Big bastard, your hand!" Zhu Ling hit Lin Xun's shoulder with flushed cheeks.

"Oh." Lin Xun angrily removed his hand from Zhuling's thigh.

Lin Xun really didn't want to take advantage of her, but Lin Xun lost his mind thinking about how to run away.

Because after another stick of incense, I will go to set off the ice lantern, and I don't have time to accompany Wang Xing and Little White Rabbit any more.

"Hey, little white rabbit, are your feet healed? Is the ointment from Yaowanggu effective?" Lin Xun asked as he walked, and put the little white rabbit on his back.

"Not yet." Zhu Ling, who hooked Lin Xun's neck, said guiltyly.

"how much longer?"

"I don't know."

"Could it be that you didn't want to walk and asked me to carry you on purpose?"

"That's not it."

"Then you come down and go by yourself. If someone you know sees it, it's hard for me to explain."

"Never"

The little white rabbit buried its head behind Lin Xun, seeming angry, coquettish, and tender.

"I don't want to."

(End of this chapter)