The noble concubine and the concubine are wildly pampered

Chapter 164 The Natural Beauty Is Hard to Abandon Oneself

Jun Xiuchen saw that Hua Mianmian was not worried at all, and thought of how much his royal brother loved her, and finally put away his worry.

"Since that's the case, my master, I'm going to show my true strength." Jun Xiuchen said confidently, lifting his small chin.

Hua Mianmian flicked Jun Xiuchen's head, "You are a poet."

After beeping for such a long time, there may not be a line of poetry coming out.

Jun Xiuchen was a little vain, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

To be honest, poetry is not his strong point.

Before he could choke out a line of poetry here, Hua Jincheng made a move over there.

That little hand wrote a poem forcefully on the rice paper.

Hua Mianmian read it and exclaimed, "Good calligraphy, good poetry!"

Hua Jincheng blushed a little shyly.

His sister praised him.

Jun Xiuchen glanced at Hua Mianmian contemptuously.

Does she really understand poetry?

Don't just say a few words casually.

Next, Jun Xiuchen slapped his face.

Because Hua Mianmian not only expresses the meaning of this poem, but also expresses the artistic conception expressed by this poem.

This poem praises her both inside and outside.

My little brother is cute.

Jun Xiuchen looked at Hua Mianmian with a proud face, and snorted softly.

He can do well too!

So, I propped up my little head and thought hard.

After a while, I also wrote a poem.

However, this poem is doggerel.

It was nothing more than satirizing those harem women just now.

Hua Mianmian naturally knew that Jun Xiuchen was venting her anger on her behalf, so why was this kid so cute?
Immediately, he also praised him a few words, but he was very happy.

After that was Bai Qinghao.

He said shyly: "Natural beauty is hard to give up, once she was chosen on the side of the king. Looking back at Bai Meisheng with a smile, Liugong Fendai has no color."

Hua Mianmian was stunned.

Song of Everlasting Regret?
But only these four sentences.

"Is this what you thought?" Hua Mianmian walked up to Bai Qinghao and asked.

Bai Qinghao nodded shyly.

Among so many women just now, he really only thought Hua Mianmian was the prettiest.

Then, these few poems came up in my mind.

"Don't you like it?" Bai Qinghao felt a little disappointed.

He really likes Hua Mianmian, and even hopes that she can be his sister.

So, sometimes he is really envious of Hua Jincheng.

Hua Mianmian showed a bright smile.

Everyone is immersed in such a beautiful smile.

I sigh in my heart, I am worthy of looking back and smiling at Bai Meisheng!
"I like it very much." Hua Mianmian's voice was also so pleasant, gently brushing against people's hearts like a feather.

After a while, Bai Qingzhi finally coughed lightly.

"Your poems all pass." Although the poems written by these three people all describe the same person, they are different.

Therefore, Bai Qingyi still passed it.

"Woman, it's your turn to compose a poem." Jun Xiuchen seemed to have thought of something, and said, "If you can't do it, you don't have to. I won't laugh at you, my lord."

He didn't even realize that his attitude towards Hua Mianmian had become much gentler.

Hua Mianmian glanced at the awkward child, her red lips curled up slightly, and immediately spit out a few lines of poetry.

This verse is copied from three hundred Tang poems.

Effect.

It can be seen from these shocked little expressions.

"How? Did you make a joke?" Hua Mianmian looked at the sluggish Jun Xiuchen amusedly.

(End of this chapter)