Chapter 480 Win 2
Looking at the poem, looking at the words, Princess Hongluan and Feng Zhuohua felt very uncomfortable, especially Feng Zhuohua, who was originally a girl of heaven, was the object of people's admiration since she was a child.

She is the younger sister of the Pavilion Master of the Wind Pavilion, and her brother is the protector of that godlike man. Everyone respects her and fears her, but since Su Wanyue appeared, she has lost everything.

That bitch not only robbed her brother Ming, but also robbed her of all her brilliance, she would never let her off easily, brother Ming belonged to her, and everything should belong to her.

It was also from this moment that Princess Hongluan finally stopped underestimating this woman who was accepted as a disciple by the Master of the State Teacher.

""Dalin Temple Peach Blossom", the world is full of fragrance in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom. There is no place to look for the spring of eternal regret, and I don't know where to turn it. Haha...good poems and good words..." Dong Jinhuang laughed loudly .

"Miss Si's handwriting is really wonderful, I admire... admire..."

The officials of the other three countries couldn't help admiring, and their expressions were full of pity. It's a pity that such a stunning and talented woman is not from their own country.

The officials of Ziyao Kingdom suddenly felt that their faces were bright, their hearts were extremely excited, and their expressions couldn't hide their complacency.

This year's four conference banquet, Zi Yaoguo can be regarded as elated, this feeling is really fucking cool.

Su Wanyue's handwriting today has amazed the eyes and hearts of many people.

Even a certain bird's eyes widened, and he gave an unprecedented comment, "Keep the outline of the characters, break the rules of the official, let it run as you please, and go to the hurry, the cursive brushwork written by the beauty's left hand is wild and uninhibited. Free and easy, like a phoenix dancing and a dragon flying. And the official script written by the right hand is also wonderful, the calligraphy strokes are elegant and colorful, wonderful, wonderful..."

Even a certain bird gave such a high evaluation, the result of this competition is self-evident, but this is well deserved, and everyone naturally has no objection.

"I really can't see it. Apart from being greedy for money, this stinky girl doesn't seem to be useless." In a dark place, Zuo Limo clasped his arms around his chest and snorted softly.

You Shenyang didn't speak, looking in Jing Tianyin's direction, a hint of worry flickered in his eyes.

"These four guys are really living and going back. They even brought a milk doll with them, and they did this kind of eavesdropping villain again. I didn't hear that the Nether Palace still recruited such a small milk doll. Could it be true? The illegitimate child among the four of them?" Zuo Limo looked at a certain direction with contempt.

"That child doesn't seem to be simple..." You Shenyang replied in silence for a while.

On the other side, "Haha, I just said that Mrs. Venerable Master's characters are different. Look, I'm sure I'm right?"

Before the flower fell, it was to comfort Ming Chuchen, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that he really had the foresight.

"Cough... this word really should only exist in the sky. It is worthy of being a woman chosen by our lord. This peach blossom poem is not specially written by the lord's wife to the lord, right?" Yuehua carefully looked at Ming Chuchen. road.

"Even you think that this is written for the deity?" The pretty little face was still tight, and the cold air on her body dissipated a lot.

Ming Chuchen seemed to feel that it was very useful for the two of them to have one Mrs. Master, especially after hearing Yuehua's words, although he didn't show it on the face, he felt much more comfortable in his heart.

There is a play...

Yuehua and Hualuo looked at each other, and Yuehua said solemnly: "In my opinion, the Lord's wife must use flowers to describe people, and peach blossoms are the Lord's favorite, so the Lord's wife thinks of others through flowers. , so this poem should be written to the Lord."

Even if it wasn't written to the Lord, that's all they can say now.

(End of this chapter)

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