Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 387 Only Poetry Can Sing Love

After leaving the capital for so long, Jian Yunling thought that even if she came back, she wouldn't feel anything, but now seeing the busy traffic, peddlers, and familiar buildings and buildings passing by, she couldn't help sighing: So, it's really a little Miss it.

Maybe it was because she was so focused on the reunion after a long absence, hurting the spring and the autumn, that Fu Dongyun took a road she was very familiar with, and she didn't know it.

When the carriage stopped, Yu Wenzheng looked sideways, only to see the people around him staring obsessively and giggling foolishly.He stretched out his arm and snapped his fingers in front of her eyes, the loud and crisp sound woke Jian Yunling awake.She said in her mouth: "An earthquake?" While looking around, she looked for the owner of the voice.

After discovering that it was Yu Wenzheng who did it, she glanced at him rather displeasedly, and complained: "What are you doing, I haven't come back for so long, and I was about to express my thoughts and feelings, who asked you to interrupt me?"

"Express your feelings?" Yu Wenzheng asked her back very interestingly. After receiving threats from her eyes full of "what's the matter? Unconvinced", he laughed and said, "I don't know how the lady expresses her feelings?"

Jian Yunling shook her head and opened her mouth to sigh, not only for his knowingly asking questions, but also for his lack of elegance.

Yu Wenzheng didn't understand where Jian Yunling's disgust came from.She wouldn't really think he was asking her seriously, would she?
But at this point, no matter whether he takes it seriously or not, Jian Yunling is already serious.She lowered her head and cleared her throat, stretched out two fingers, put them in front of Yu Wenzheng, and answered in a soft and coquettish voice that didn't look like hers, "Recite poems."

Yu Wenzheng paused for arranging the hem of his robe, and repeated her answer with great difficulty: "Yin? Poetry?"

Jian Yunling withdrew her hand as a matter of course, with a proud look of "don't be surprised, my sister is so talented", shook her head and said: "The so-called one who can understand Fengyue since ancient times is only poetry. I recite poems to express my feelings."

Fengyue?Yu Wenzheng looked around, but didn't find any Fengyue for her to compose poems and chant.

"Would you mind if you are a talented lady, read your poems for my husband?" Yu Wenzheng was curious about what kind of poems Jian Yunling made.

Jian Yunling raised her eyebrows high, proudly raised her head, and flatly refused: "No, this is my four-person creation, and it has intellectual property rights. I can't tell you casually. What if you plagiarize?"

Yu Wenzheng snorted and laughed. Although he couldn't understand what she was talking about about intellectual property rights, he finally understood that she didn't want to talk to him.

He smiled casually, and didn't force her to say anything, because after all, it was just a trivial matter, and she was willing to hide it by herself, and it was okay to have a little innocuous secret.

So he didn't mention this anymore, but lifted the curtain of the car window to show her the scenery outside.At first, Jian Yunling just glanced at it indifferently, but after seeing the tall golden plaque, she couldn't help being stunned.

Yunlou?What did he bring her to Yunlou?
Jian Yunling's questions were all written on her face. Without her asking, Yu Wenzheng took the initiative to explain: "I came to find someone to settle accounts. In case that person refuses to admit his mistake, when the critical moment comes, we still need you and him." Confrontation, just say a few words."

Jian Yunling looked at the sinister smile on Yu Wenzheng's lips, suddenly her scalp went numb, and a coolness penetrated her bones from the soles of her feet.

(End of this chapter)