A prostitute of rebirth

Chapter 130 The first appearance (1)
Emphasizing that Lian Anning and Nangong Qi didn't know it, but they didn't think it through, but satirized Huangfu Yinghong for his lack of ink, so they asked others to write poems to cover up their own inability.

Huangfu Yinghong was once again furious at Murong Xiaoxiao's words, and was about to start scolding, but Murong Xiaoxiao spoke before him: "Autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence is getting more and more slanted. It's not that I prefer chrysanthemums among flowers, This flower is even more flowerless."

In an instant, there was no sound around, even more silent than before, not even the slightest sound of wind could be heard.

Everyone opened their mouths wide, looked at Murong with a smile in disbelief, and two words came out of their hearts: Abnormal!
At the age of ten, he opened his mouth to compose four poems, without repetition, in one go, like flowing clouds and flowing water, but the first capital is a good sentence. I am afraid that such a person is not just described as a genius.

Is it because Murong Xiaoxiao stepped on shit luck today, and she happened to think of these four poems, or is it just that she has some achievements in poetry, or is she really a genius?

Most people would rather believe the first thought, she just had better luck.

There is also a small minority of people who admit to second thoughts.

Only Lian Anning, Huangfu Shen Yan and Nangong Qi burst out the word "genius" in their first reaction.

Nangong Qi was touched by Murong Xiaoxiao and Lian Anning's words of help. Today, on such an occasion, facing Huangfu Lisheng's humiliation, the person who helped him was a deadly enemy that he never dreamed of.

Murong smiled and stood there quietly, with a light smile and clear water, she looked around lightly, and then landed on Huangfu Yinghong, who was as stiff as a stone, with a sharp light in her eyes, and her fair little face There is a breathtaking chill on his face, he is resigned from the world and independent, exuding an aura of rebirth from the cocoon all over his body, dazzling and bright.

The dumbfounded crowd was not only surprised, but shocked!

A chrysanthemum appreciation banquet made Murong Xiaoxiao show his sharpness for the first time, but is this the only point of her sharpness?

It's a pity that all the masters are in the gazebo, although they saw the actions of Yu Huayuan, they couldn't hear what they were saying, if they heard the poem written by Murong Xiaoxiao, they might not be able to calm down.

"Okay, okay, Miss Murong is really talented, let me open my eyes."

Suddenly, the crowd yelled three good words in a row, Murong smiled and looked sideways, and saw Huangfu Shen Yan's unbelievable smile and sincere praise.

And his words woke up the people who were in a daze.

Huangfu Lisheng and Huangfu Qi Yang were shocked by Murong Xiaoxiao's talent, and when they looked at her, they were full of various expressions.

Murong Yingxue's beautiful face was as ugly as swallowing a fly, how could it be possible, how could Murong Xiaoxiao be able to compose poetry, and it was such a good poem, she didn't believe it, she didn't believe it!

She is the one with extraordinary beauty, Murong Xiaoxiao should be nothing but deserves to be ridiculed by everyone, instead of showing off her splendor and showing off the limelight now.

And Murong Yingxue refused to admit even to death, that is, if it were her today, she would not be able to compose four poems at once!

Murong smiled and raised his eyes, facing Huangfu Shen Yan's pure eyes with a smile: "Thank you Seventh Prince for your appreciation."

After saying those words, a venomous gaze shot at her, almost piercing her body alive.

Ye Shan can't bear the person she likes to praise other women, and it's the woman she hates the most, the one she hates the most——Murong smiled, a gloomy expression appeared on her delicate face, she folded her hands on her chest, and hummed softly. He said: "It's just four poems, so why are you so proud?"

Some people, when others are worse than themselves, step on them with all their strength, and when others are better than themselves, they are jealous and still refuse to stop fighting with each other.

Ye Shan is one of these people.

Murong smiled with a faint glint in his lazy eyes, his pink lips were lightly parted, and his voice was like a melodious melody, exciting: "It's really not something to be proud of, I just gave Miss Ye an answer, I don't know if Miss Ye is satisfied with this answer ?”

With a humble and polite attitude, her advances and retreats are so measured that people can't find any reason to make excuses. Ye Shan puffed her cheeks sullenly, her eyes were spitting fire, but she couldn't get angry. Who made Murong Xiaoxiao not be with her? On the contrary, he has a gentle attitude.

But what she said really made people want to vomit blood with anger. If she said she was satisfied, wouldn't it encourage her Murong Xiaoxiao's arrogance; .

It's not that she can't do it, but it's really difficult to blurt it out without thinking.

"Hmph." Finally, Ye Shan snorted coldly, turned her head away, and stopped looking at her. At this time, silence is the best solution.

No longer looking at Ye Shan, Murong Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly fell on Huangfu Yinghong, the piercing gaze immediately sent a chill down his spine, Murong Xiaoxiao just watched without making a sound, but the meaning in his eyes But he was asking the same thing as what he said to Ye Shan just now.

Huangfu Yinghong's face was gloomy, his childish face was full of aloofness, his eyes were still full of irony towards Murong, no matter how talented she was, in his eyes, she was a lowly concubine.

After looking at Huangfu Yinghong with a smile for a while, Murong looked away, and didn't say much. How could Huangfu Yinghong say the word "satisfaction" when he targeted her like this? That's worse than letting him eat flies. Uncomfortable, and she didn't hold out any hope.

She came to this chrysanthemum banquet, and she gave Huangfu Lisheng enough face. I believe that Master Li dared not say anything more. Now, those people have finished watching the play they wanted to see, but the ending disappointed them.

"I also wrote the poem, I think I really don't need to stay any longer, so I will leave first." Murong smiled to Huangfu Lisheng and said to Huangfu Lisheng, after slightly saluting the princes, he turned and left.

She didn't want to attend the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet at all. She was mentally prepared for what happened today. Even though Qiao Duan was different, the meaning was still the same as in her previous life. Being able to stay until now is her limit. She needs to go out and fully understand. Breathe, otherwise it is not difficult to ensure that she will not suffocate internal injuries.

(End of this chapter)