The Demon Princess

Chapter 36 Peach Blossom Poem 4
"Aunt Nine Emperors really deserves to be the number one talented woman in Lanzhao Country," the second prince praised aloud.

Then one person picked up the peach blossom poem written by Mo Wen with a fascinated face and continued to praise, "This poem should only exist in the sky, how many times can we hear it in the world?"

"The Ninth Princess really lives up to her reputation"

"Last year and today, in this gate, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people are red, and the faces don't know where to go. The peach blossoms are still smiling at the spring breeze. It's really a good poem, a good poem!"

There are endless praises from the crowd, and even some people repeat the taste in their mouths.

Compared with the reaction of everyone after Zhao Yulian wrote the poem, it is completely because she plagiarized successfully.

At this moment, she finally understood why the corners of her mouth twitched after the silence just now, and they were so excited by just one poem. If they saw three hundred Tang poems in modern times, then these people would not be shocked vegetable?

Zhao Yulian's complexion had returned to normal at this time, she smiled and complimented Long Qingle, "The Ninth Concubine is really talented in literature, Yulian admires it very much, it is Yulian's blessing to see the princess's excellent peach blossom poems today."

She tolerantly and generously admitted that she was inferior to others, and her respectful and humble attitude won the favor of everyone around her.

What a scheming bitch.

Long Qingle cursed from the bottom of his heart, but with a peaceful and modest look on his face, he said softly, "Miss Zhao is wonderful, it's just a simple peach blossom poem".

Zhao Yulian was dumbfounded, a simple peach blossom poem?Are you sure that your humble attitude matches what you said?
Shen Menglan, who was standing by the side, was very angry at this moment. She originally wanted to speak out to satirize the ninth princess, but she did not expect that the second prince would also come here. When she saw the person she had admired for a long time, her heart was filled with sweetness, and she looked at the second prince shyly. The prince, it turned out that the second prince didn't look at him at all, and even praised the ninth princess's peach blossom poem. He was already dissatisfied with the ninth princess in his heart, and now he hated her even more.

She was annoyed but had nowhere to vent her anger, and slowly clenched her hands hidden under the loose sleeves, wishing she could step forward and slap Long Qingle.

Long Qingle felt a stare at her, and she looked at Shen Menglan's resentful eyes based on her feeling. She glanced at the people around who were still obsessed with peach blossom poems, so she generously gave Shen Menglan a With pure white eyes, he cursed silently, crazy.

This person must be out of his mind, isn't it Zhao Yulian who likes Lou Xuan?She and her are not even rivals in love, so why look at her like this?

Mo Wen, who was enjoying the peach blossom poems with everyone, accidentally caught Long Qingle rolling his eyes. He only felt that this gesture, which could have been called rude, was made cute and cute by her.

She was really beyond his expectations. He thought she was a daughter of some family, but he didn't expect that she was Princess Lanzhao, the current Ninth Princess, and she didn't expect that she was not only lively and lively, but also able to act so wonderfully. Terrific poetry.

Shen Menglan felt that she was going crazy with anger, she didn't expect that the Ninth Concubine would dare to stare at herself in public, and that she would dare to be so arrogant when the Ninth Prince was not around.The anger in her heart was getting hotter and hotter, and she secretly thought that she must find a chance to give her a good look.

Tang Yu fanned the fan in his hand and followed Lou Xuan with big strides, his expression exclaimed, "I never thought your little concubine could compose poems! That peach blossom poem is really wonderful!" Although his literary talent It's not very good, but just by looking at the obsessive expressions of those in that group of people who chew on words every day, you can tell whether the poem is good or bad.

Lou Xuan looked proud, "My king is naturally the best." He was also surprised that she could compose poems. Lou Xuan's mouth curled into a wicked smile, and he was looking forward to what else she would bring to him. surprise.

(End of this chapter)