Chapter 38
Suyi and Chunyuan's status quickly increased, and some noble sons stared at them with burning eyes.

Chu Yanyu smiled and looked at Bai Xueying, who was smoking with anger. Her face, which was considered the most beautiful in the world, began to twist.

"Now, it's our turn." Chu Yanyu walked out slowly, smiling like a flower.

The little girl's peony feather skirt is elegant and colorful, and the bright smile is like the first peony, which shows that the splendid prosperity is about to bloom.

Unparalleled in the world, nothing more than that.

Huo Qingyu inexplicably felt that under the little girl's smiling eyes, there was an unfathomable and unpredictable killing aura.

Chu Yanyu will peel the cocoon into a butterfly, and he can't seem to catch it.

Bai Xueying smiled, but nodded reservedly, "Princess Xiyu, please."

The little girl suddenly gave a faint smile, "We are the masters, and we have to make it harder to compete."

Bai Xueying's heart throbbed.

The slut is going to do something wrong again!

Chu Yanyu didn't give her a chance to refute, "We are much faster and more interesting than writing poems."

Bai Xueying almost laughed.

His expression softened, and judo said, "Just listen to Princess Xiyu."

The first two rounds of straw buns just used her cleverness to let her people know.

How dare you expand, thinking that you can export a chapter?

When Chu Yanyu visited Shanglin Garden recently, the master asked everyone to write a poem on the theme of spring. She bit the pen for a while and slipped away without writing the last word.

Did you forget it so soon?

Really, utterly ignorant.

Then let the straw bag be embarrassed!

Bai Xueying concentrated her energy, stared at the rice paper in front of her, pretending to think.

In fact, in order to make herself a blockbuster again during the Spring Festival, she has already prepared a few poems in case of emergency.

I didn't expect that the idiot would be faster and much faster than her in writing poetry.

Exactly, she took out several songs at the same time.

The title of the number one talented woman in the world should be something in her pocket!

Bai Xueying wrote with a smile.

With the anger of shame and hatred in his heart, he wrote very fast, which attracted the amazement of others.

Half a column of incense, she has written five poems.

He let out a heavy sigh and put down the pen, only to see that Chu Yanyu did not move the pen, looking at her and smiling.

That's not laughing.

is sarcasm!
is a mockery! !

It's a joke! !

is ridiculed! ! !
Bai Xueying smiled angrily, "Why, Princess Xiyu hasn't written yet?"

Without writing a word, he dares to be so arrogant.

The emperor is spoiled, so what?

People in the world also have eyes, and spit can drown you ignorant bastard!

Chu Yanyu snorted, picked up the pen and wrote slowly.

When the stick of incense was just burnt out, Chu Yanyu put down her pen.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and finally let it out.

Also five poems.

The writing is normal.

Bai Xueying raised her eyebrows.

Wasn't it prepared in advance?
Maybe, I found a writer to write it down on my back.

She will never let Chu Yanyu succeed again!
Bai Xueying spoke first: "Didn't Princess Xiyu say to increase the difficulty? Why don't we just sing a poem on the spot with Lingxiaohua."

On-site proposition, Ling Xiaohua is unpopular again, and the straw bag must not be prepared in advance.

This time, you will be exposed.

"Okay." Chu Yanyu answered simply.

In a previous life, Bai Xueying had a poem on the subject of Ling Xiaohua.

"Cousin Bai is old, you go first." The little girl looked harmless.

Bai Xueying's pretty face cracked.

You are old!
Pissed off!
Seeing that she was about to speak again, Bai Xueying quickly opened her mouth and recited a poem.

There was amazement all around.

"Bravo."

"The export is complete, and she is indeed a talented woman."

"Good poetry, good poetry. As expected, it was No.1 last year..."

"Wow, poetry is good poetry. But..." A tender voice interrupted everyone.

Chu Yanyu's voice changed, her little head tilted, her face full of doubts, "Did you come up with this by yourself?"

Bai Xueying sneered.

joke!

She didn't come up with it, could it be you who came up with it?
Facing a large audience, this is her best chance to turn around.

With a faint smile, he believed to himself, "Of course, no one in the world has heard this poem."

Chu Yanyu snorted, with a meaningful expression on her face, "It's a really good poem. Cousin will sing another one for everyone to appreciate."

What do you mean?
Bai Xueying's face sank.

"Can't think of it? I'm sorry~" Chu Yanyu had an expression on her face that I knew.

Not angry not angry.

Be calm, don't be irritated by her and get confused.

Bai Xueying took a deep breath.

"Okay, I can do another one."

Let the straw bag lose convincingly!
 Cute little princesses remember to punch

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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