she was super sweet in ancient times

Chapter 361

Jinghua saw that Bu Qingxue, who only knows how to kill, came again, and couldn't help smiling: "Don't worry, Sixth Sister, even if I can't win others, I will definitely win you."

Bu Qingxue trembled in anger at these words.She originally wanted to humiliate Jinghua, but this woman is still so stubborn. "Okay, then I'll see what kind of poems you can make later."

Jinghua hooked her lips and did not speak.She has 5000 years of history in her mind, not to mention writing a poem on the moon, even if it is on the theme of everything, it is also very easy.

Then the game began.All the show girls began to think about their own works.Some sing well, and some do poorly.In a blink of an eye, I arrived at Bu Qingxue.

She glanced at Dugu Jinghua contemptuously, then stood up and recited her own poem slowly: "The soul is as small as a hook, and the fan chases the Han machine group. The thin shadow will be round, where in the world can you look?"
As soon as her poem came out, the eyes of Grandpa Quan on the stage lit up, and he glanced at Bu Qingxue who was dressed in light yellow.He said with a smile: "I never thought Miss Six would have such talent, it's really not bad."

Jinghua listened lazily, although this poem was well written, it was far inferior to those masters who sang the moon in the previous life.

"Grandpa Liao praised it, maybe the poems written by the elder sister are better than mine." Bu Qingxue said pretending to be modest, but her eyes were full of complacency, and she looked at Jinghua with even more provocation .

Now it was Jinghua's turn, and the beautiful girls around looked at her expectantly, in fact, they were waiting to see Jinghua's jokes.The girl in red stood up, her face was beautiful, and she said with a light smile: "The moon is born on the sea, and the sky is at this moment. The lover complains about the night, but lovesickness at night. When the candle is extinguished, the light is full of pity, and the clothes feel dewy. I can't bear to give it away." , and sleep well."

The girl's voice was crisp and clear, like a spring water ding-dong beating in people's hearts. The emperor sitting on the top only noticed the competition situation of Bu Piaopiao's group.

But hearing such beautiful lines, he couldn't help but look at Dugu Jinghua.It was discovered that she made this poem.I am both happy and sad.

This girl is indeed very talented, but her identity is not innocent.Otherwise, it would be good to let her marry into the royal family.

Bu Qingxue and Bu Piaopiao were still waiting to see Jinghua's joke.But now it seems that they realize that they have been tricked by the woman in front of them again.

It's not that she can't recite poems, but she recites very well.

Eunuch Quan was also very surprised, he originally thought that Dugu Jing Huan could just say a few words casually, how could he just use such quatrains when he opened his mouth.

Bu Qingxue was clearly dissatisfied and said, "Your Majesty, Xue'er is not convinced, Eldest Sister's poem is pretty good. But I suspect that someone deliberately leaked the title, that's why Eldest Sister wrote such a poem."

"Liu girl...Your words are not very pleasant." The emperor was quite happy at first, but he was a little annoyed when he heard Bu Qingxue's words.What does this woman mean?
Did she think that Dugu Jinghua could write such a poem because someone told her, and then she wrote it?
Dugu Jinghua was a little funny, felt that this step Qingxue was too tender, and wanted to make a fool of herself, so she made such an excuse, couldn't she see that the emperor's complexion was already bad?
"Oh? Liumei, since you suspect that I'm cheating, why don't you come up with a topic and let me recite poems. Let's see if you can recite it better or I can recite it better."

Bu Qingxue was waiting for her to say this. Anyway, in her cognition, Jinghua couldn't compose such a good poem just now. His Highness must have told her the topic of the competition, so she was able to do this.

"Hmph, big sister, you said this yourself, don't blame me if you make a fool of yourself." Bu Qingxue said, "Then let's write a poem with snow as the theme."

(End of this chapter)