A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

King Ning nodded slightly when he heard this, no wonder both Funing and Ning Xin praised this girl, just because of her calmness and magnanimity, those few girls couldn't match her.

He nodded to Concubine Ning, Concubine Ning was still a little uncomfortable, after all, it was his daughter-in-law who was going to marry back, and Liu Xinru was the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Bei Ding, so why should she be hired by Prince Ning to Yun Yao? A concubine born in slavery?

Is it because my Yunxi is disabled?Yunxi is the legitimate son, the prince is too biased, it is already unfair to Yunxi to give the position of son-in-law to Yun Yao, does it have to be so despicable to marry a daughter-in-law?

"Miss Pei, I heard from Funing that you don't like poetry, and that your daughter's poems are all written to hurt the spring and the autumn, is there such a thing?" Concubine Ning asked An Xiaoqing with a smile.

"Returning to your mother's words, the court lady did say so." An Xiaoqing replied.

"In this way, if my concubine asks each of you to compose a poem, I am afraid that the girl will hand in a blank paper?" The princess's eyes showed obvious hesitation. Yunxi loves poetry very much, and this woman belittled her so much. Poetry, how to harmonize with Yunxi Qin and Se?

"If you go back to the princess, I'm afraid I will disappoint you. I really don't like poetry." An Xiaoqing replied calmly.

Even King Ning was taken aback when he heard this. According to Funing, this woman should be very talented. How could she really admit her shortcomings and refuse to make poems even if she doesn't show herself?

"What do you say that the daughter's poems in the boudoir will only hurt the spring and sorrow the autumn, and they are moaning without illness. I would like to see what majestic and majestic poems you can make." Huang Ziyuan sneered and took the opportunity to sneer.

"I don't like writing poetry." An Xiaoqing replied seriously.

"You can't even write poems, so why do you enter the palace to accompany the princess to read? Or, you just rely on your cleverness and tricks to deceive the world and steal your name in the palace?" Huang Ziyuan had a relationship with her aunt. A fight is really aggressive.

Speaking of this, if you keep a low profile and don't fight back, you will be charged with the crime of deceiving the emperor. Why are people surnamed Huang so annoying?

An Xiaoqing glanced at Huang Ziyuan irritably, and now she could see that King Ning wanted to choose one of these girls. As for whether to be his daughter-in-law or something else, she didn't know for the time being. She only knew that this Several girls competed to perform in front of King Ning, and wanted to be chosen by King Ning, so they deliberately formed a group to suppress themselves.

I didn't want to compete with you at first, but you insisted on forcing me to make a move, no wonder I am a girl.

"If you don't like to make poems, it doesn't mean you don't know how to make poems. I just disdain it. Isn't it just a few poems? What's the problem? Come and record it for this girl. If the poems written by this girl are not as good as those of these girls , this girl is willing to bear the crime of deceiving the king."

An Xiaoqing waved her long sleeves and said confidently and boldly.

Princess Funing's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly asked the eunuch Bingbi to come over and take notes.

"The great river goes to the east and the waves scour all, the eternal romantic man, the west of the ancient fortress is humane, the Three Kingdoms Zhou Lang Chibi..."

"The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only the vastness, the big river up and down, suddenly lost its torrential..."

"When you sing about wine, how much is life? Like the dew in the morning, the past is full of hardships. Be generous with generosity, and forget your worries..."

"Throughout the ages, there are no heroes to be found, and Sun Zhongmou is here. The dance pavilion and singing stage are always blown away by the wind, the rain. The setting sun and grass trees, the ordinary alleys, where the slaves of humanity once lived..."

"War smoke rises, the mountains and rivers look north, the dragon rolls up, the horse neighs, the sword is like frost, and the heart is like the Yellow River..."