Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 27
"Shaoxian, come to the palace more often when you have time. The prince and you have not chatted for a long time." The queen is dignified and virtuous, with a decent smile.

"Sister Empress is right, son, you young people have a lot to talk about when you are together..."

I don't know if it's Murong Yu's illusion, but Concubine Ye Gui's attitude towards Ouyang Shaoxian is more enthusiastic than the queen's...

"My daughter, Murong Lin, sees the empress, and the imperial concubine!" Murong Lin, who had gone to the side hall for medical treatment, came back at this time, and knelt down not far behind Ouyang Shaoxian to salute the two of them. There seems to be a flame burning: After seducing the crown prince, he came to seduce the prince again, really shameless, a bitch...

"You don't need to be too polite, just be flat!" The queen agreed lightly, without paying too much attention to Murong Lin, Ouyang Shaoxian turned around, and walked towards the male guest without squinting, as if he didn't see the person kneeling on the ground, but Ye The noble concubine seemed to give her a meaningful look.

"I heard that a few days ago, the Zhongyonghou's Mansion greeted the talented scholars and recited poems. It was very lively. Why don't you compose poems impromptuly while admiring the flowers today?"

For a blind date banquet, it is natural for the daughter to have more contact with the men. However, men and women are different, and the seats between the two parties are somewhat far apart. Concubine Ye Guifei came up with this method, so that young people can unknowingly pull each other while reciting poems. into the distance.

The so-called impromptu poetry is to write poems on the spot. It not only tests talent, but also tests knowledge and character. The men are all sons of nobles, both civil and military. The daughter of the daughter is raised in the boudoir. They are very happy to show their talents, and no one refuses Concubine Ye Gui's proposal.

At the beginning, everyone was humble to each other, and some couldn't let it go. The Prince of Luoyang walked to the garden first and wrote a poem named after the chrysanthemum, which won unanimous praise. Others were also eager to try, and the atmosphere became active.

The daughters also came forward to compose poems. The poems were not satisfactory. They didn't care. They quietly looked at Ouyang Shaoxian with admiring eyes. In the direction of the poem, he made a poem chanting lotus. The artistic conception and rhyme of the poem are very good. The men praised him again and again, but Ouyang Shaoxian didn't respond.

Murong Yu leisurely held the teacup in his hand, and out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the anxious Murong Lin: You're about to lose your temper!
Sure enough, as soon as Qiu Xiangyi sat back in her seat in despair, Murong Lin hurried to the garden and chanted proudly: "Wanmu is about to break, and a single root returns alone. In the deep snow in Qiancun, last night a branch bloomed. The wind delivered The delicate fragrance comes out, and the bird peeks at Suyan. Next year, if you follow the law, the Yingchun Terrace will be launched first!"

After singing, the entire imperial garden was deadly silent!

All the daughters and the princes of the family looked at Murong Lin together, without saying a word, their eyes were shocked, Murong Lin glanced over all the daughters arrogantly, they couldn't write such profound poems, they were all shocked by their amazing talent It's over.

The artistic conception, rhyme and even every word of this poem are used just right. If there is more, it will be too much, and if it is less, it will be short. When I first heard this poem, I was a little shocked.

Suppressing the complacency in her heart, Murong Lin kept persuading herself, she must maintain the reserve that ladies should have, noble men of famous families like ladies, the son of Prince Xuan of Chu must be fascinated by his talent...

Murong Lin looked sideways slightly, and quietly looked at Ouyang Shaoxian without a trace, her beautiful eyes were shy and timid, full of affection...

"Second Miss Murong, what is your poem about? Did you do it impromptu?" Li Miaoying was the first to come back to her senses, and specially emphasized the word 'improvisation'. What you want to do now is called improvisation.

"Shiyong Zaomei, I did it impromptu." Murong Lin's tone was arrogant, her face was not red, her heart was not beating, she lied, she looked sideways, and met Li Miaoying's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not a smile, Murong Lin's heart suddenly jumped for no reason: Li Miaoying's eyes are so weird, did she discover something...

"Is it really impromptu?" Li Miaoying emphasized her tone, the smile in her eyes became stronger, and the smile on her little face became brighter.

"Of course!" Murong Lin was a little guilty, but she had no choice but to continue the lie, her eyes flickered slightly, and she lacked the confidence to speak.

"Just now Miss Murong recited a poem that Second Miss made before, but why is every word in the poem exactly the same as the impromptu poem that Second Miss just made?" , the bottom of the eyes is not envy and admiration, but a strong sense of ridicule and disdain: "The flower viewing banquet is for fun, not for competition. It doesn't matter if you are not talented enough and can't write good poems. As long as you have the heart and work hard, there will always be superb talents." It's..." Yiqianjin sneered, eyes disdainful.

Murong Lin has to be taken care of by the crown prince, they have long disliked her, since this is the imperial palace, they can't do anything to her, now, they are holding onto her, how can they let her go so easily.

"But if you use old poems to replace them in order to show off yourself, you will have no credibility, and your personality is also very questionable..." Another Qianjin covered her mouth lightly with a silk handkerchief, gloating and echoing.

"Let me just say, it's autumn now, chrysanthemums and lotus are in full bloom, even if it's an early plum, I'm afraid it hasn't even sprouted yet, but it's actually Yongmei..." It turned out to be cheating...

The taunting voices of the daughters were not too loud, just enough for the nobles to hear. In an instant, the nobles looked at Murong Lin with weird eyes, and Murong Lin felt that Ouyang Shaoxian's eyes looking at her also blamed her.

Murong Lin felt aggrieved, she clenched her little hands tightly, and trembled slightly. While hating all the daughters, she was furious, and stared at the leisurely Murong Yu with fiery eyes: It turned out that she ruined her own good deed, it is really hateful and hateful...

Murong Yu suddenly raised his head and looked up, facing Murong Lin's angry gaze that was too late to retract, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a faint smile, which was as fresh and holy as a lotus emerging from water, but his pupils were extremely deep, faintly There was a demonic nature in it, breathtaking, Murong Lin's breath was suffocated, her mind went blank, she just stood there blankly, forgetting what to do...

Murong Yu turned around and smiled coldly: No matter in her past life or this life, Murong Lin is famous for this song "Zao Mei".

(End of this chapter)