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Chapter 10: The agreement with Lin Wan'er, Fan Xian stole the poem?

"I am fine."

Lin Wan'er smiled slightly, but when she saw the chicken leg dropped on the ground, her smile disappeared instantly.

"I'm so sorry, I..."

Before Li Chengping could finish his words, a faint shout came from a distance.

"Miss, where are you? Miss!"

Lin Wan'er's expression suddenly changed. She looked around in panic, then pulled Li Chengping and hid in the next room.

This is a storage room filled with all kinds of messy things.

In order to avoid being discovered, the two of them squeezed into a corner, leaving only a very narrow gap between them.

The room was extremely quiet and one could even hear each other's heartbeat and breathing.

The faint fragrance penetrated into the nostrils, making Li Chengping, who was fourteen or fifteen years old and in the prime of puberty, feel distracted.

Fortunately, all those years of reading sage books were not in vain. I was determined and did not make a fool of myself.

Only after the footsteps outside the house passed did the two of them breathe a sigh of relief.

Li Chengping hurriedly distanced himself from Lin Wan'er and pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Who were those people looking for just now? Why did they sound like they were calling someone Miss? Was it you?"

Lin Wan'er's expression was tense and her eyes rolled around.

"How is that possible? I'm just a maid in the palace. They must have been looking for someone else just now." Lin Wan'er said.

"So this is ah."

Li Chengping smiled faintly and did not expose him.

He looked over Lin Wan'er, and a gleam of light flashed across his eyes.

In an instant, Lin Wan'er felt as if she was completely seen through, as if she was completely naked.

Two blushes appeared unconsciously on her pretty face, and she instinctively put her hands in front of her chest.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Lin Wan'er said coquettishly.

The gleam in Li Chengping's eyes faded, and his expression became solemn.

"My dear girl, you have been weak and sickly since childhood, and your lungs have serious problems. If you don't get treatment in time, your life may be in danger!"

"How do you know?!" Lin Wan'er asked subconsciously.

Then she realized her own mistake, her pretty face turned red, and she lowered her head shyly.

"My ancestors were doctors, and I know a thing or two," Li Chengping said with a smile.

"Is there any way to cure my disease?" Lin Wan'er asked expectantly.

"There is a way, but it's a little troublesome to treat. If you trust me, leave your address and I'll visit you tomorrow."

Li Chengping smiled slightly.

Lin Wan'er was overjoyed, but when she heard that she had to leave her address, she felt a little troubled.

"This……"

Li Chengping seemed to understand something and smiled faintly.

"Miss, I live in Prince Wen's Mansion. If you are free, you can come over. I will do my best to help you with treatment."

After saying that, Li Chengping opened the door and left in a hurry.

After all, he has been away for some time. If he doesn't go back, the prince and Li Chengze will send people to look for him.

Once the identity is exposed, things become complicated.

Lin Wan'er stood there in a daze until the maids pushed open the door and found her, then she came to her senses.

"Miss, why are you hiding here? Let's go back quickly."

The maid urged, and accidentally saw the jade pendant in Lin Wan'er's hand, and said in surprise: "Miss, this jade pendant doesn't look like yours."

"Who said that? This thing is mine."

Lin Wan'er's expression changed, she quickly put away the jade pendant, turned around and glared at the maid.

"Remember, no one can tell anyone what happened today!"

After leaving the utility room, Li Chengping quickly returned to the attic. As soon as he went up, Li Chengqian and Li Chengze came forward with enthusiasm.

"Third brother, where were you just now? That poem just now was so wonderful!"

"Third brother, based on the poems you wrote recently, you are worthy of being the youngest great scholar in Qing Country!"

Faced with the flattery from the two, Li Chengping felt a little embarrassed.

"You two are too kind. Actually, I just borrowed these two poems from the works of my predecessors, so I don't deserve this title."

But this is not very convincing.

"Haha, Third Brother, you are so polite. If our Qing Kingdom really has such a talent, how could he be an unknown person?"

"Third brother, your excuse is too poor. I thought you were going to say that you learned it from an immortal in a dream."

Li Chengqian and Li Chengze laughed out loud.

It was obvious that they did not believe what Li Chengping said, after all, it was impossible for him to write such a profound poem.

No matter where you are, you must be famous!
Li Chengping was somewhat uncomfortable with their enthusiastic attitude, so he made up an excuse and left in a hurry.

at the same time.

The poetry reading scene.

Li Hongcheng was too lazy to give a long speech, so he just said a few simple words and asked everyone to start writing poems.

Everything is also based on the development of the original story line.

After Guo Baokun and He Zongwei finished their poems, Fan Xian officially appeared.

He found a pen and paper, and with his slow handwriting, he successfully completed a poem in no time.

"Your Highness, please take a look at this poem. I promise that after reading this poem, no one here will want to write poetry again!"

Fan Xian said with full confidence.

This aroused Li Hongcheng's interest. Looking at Fan Xian's confident look, he decided to pick up the poem and take a look.

But when he saw the content, Li Hongcheng frowned subconsciously.

After reading the poem, his face became even more gloomy.

"Mr. Fan, did you really write this poem?" Li Hongcheng said expressionlessly.

"Actually, I can't say that I wrote this poem originally. This poem was taught to me by an immortal in a dream," Fan Xian said.

"Taught by an immortal? Master Fan is really eloquent. He plagiarizes other people's poems and makes them sound so righteous!" Li Hongcheng sneered.

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene exploded, and everyone pointed their fingers at Fan Xian. Guo Baokun and He Zongwei were even more arrogant!
Fan Ruoruo ran out of the crowd anxiously and asked, "Brother, what is going on?"

"I, I don't know what's going on. This is clearly the first time I wrote a poem!"

Fan Xian was a little panicked for a moment, and his speech became incoherent.

"First time writing? I think this is your first time copying!"

"Early before the poetry competition began, His Royal Highness King Wen had already composed a poem that is exactly the same as yours!"

Li Hongcheng sneered and ordered his servant to present the poem that Li Chengping had just written.

Guo Baokun walked quickly forward and was surprised to find that the two poems were exactly the same in content except for the difference in handwriting.

The sharp-minded He Zongwei noticed something different and turned around and smiled at everyone.

"Please note that the rice paper used for these two poems is new, which means they were written not long ago."

"But the ink on the poem that His Royal Highness brought has dried, which means it was written some time ago."

He Zongwei said with a smile.

Everyone nodded frequently, and even Li Hongcheng showed a bit of surprise in his eyes.

I thought that everyone at the scene was very bad, but I didn't expect that there were still one or two careful people.

It’s a pity that He Zongwei seems to be a disciple of Guo Baokun’s Guo family and belongs to the prince’s party. This is a bit of a pity.

Seeing everyone's approval, He Zongwei smiled even more and turned to look at Fan Xian.

"Master Fan, His Royal Highness King Wen's poem is in front, and your poem is in the back. Who copied who? I don't need to explain, right?"

(End of this chapter)