world wife

Chapter 250

Lian Xiyu has no temper, she is not the one who humiliates her, and she does not intend to do things for Yi Zhixie in a down-to-earth manner, but she forgot that she still has a person by her side who was originally intended to be used in case of emergencies, Yaluhan But he is loyal to Yi Zhixie, but Yaluhan has another characteristic, that is, this person seldom talks and does things over his head.

"Isn't the eldest prince also sarcasm when he speaks, turning around to sarcasm people, I am afraid that the eldest prince only has the ability to talk." Yaluhan's voice was already loud, and now he muttered, and everyone present Everyone heard it clearly, and those who didn't understand the Central Plains hurriedly asked the people around them to translate. In an instant, the surroundings became noisy again.

Yi Zhimeng turned livid with anger at Yaluhan's rude words, and even Xiyu was speechless, asking the sky, how did Yizhixie let Yaluhan, who couldn't hold back his mouth, come to such a banquet.

But Yaluhan continued without waiting for Lian Xiyu to speak.

"Eldest prince, don't say that Yalehan is rude. Since the competition of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is up to us Huns, I don't know if the prince dares to fight. If the prince wins, Yalehan would like to apologize and never appear in front of the prince again. But if Yale Han wins, the prince will have to apologize to the military counselor!
As soon as Yaluhan said this, Lian Xiyu suddenly raised her head to look at Yi Zhimeng, only to see that his eyes, which were only speculative, were now filled with murderous intent. If it was broken, she would provoke someone who hated her again.

"Do you know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?" Lian Xiyu asked Yaluhan in a low voice. He originally thought that Yaluhan would be able to do so with such confidence, but he didn't expect Yaluhan to shake his head firmly.

Ichigo sneered

"Then it's up to you, lest you say that the king bullied you, what do you want to compare?" Yi Zhimeng looked at Yale with disdain and said coldly.

Yaluhan looked up at Yizhimeng confidently

"Competing poetry, you and I will win or lose with one poem, how about it?"

"Okay." Yizhi laughed fiercely, but he directly asked someone to prepare a pen and ink. In these years, besides playing with his husband and women, he also read a lot of military books in order to please the Hun King, and he also learned the Central Plains dialect thoroughly. Of course, he can write the characters of the Central Plains.

Seeing that Yi Zhimeng started to write with a pen, Yaluhan immediately bowed and asked Lian Xiyu

"Miss Wu, what do you mean by the poem you just wrote on the table?" Yaluhan asked. I remembered it all at once.

Lian Xiyu raised his eyebrows, so he wrote this down, but is it useful?
"Snow." Lian Xiyu still told him
"Snow?" Yaluhan was surprised, but when he looked back, he realized the subtlety of it, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Seeing Yaluhan laughing out loud, Yi Zhi asked in a deep voice.

Yalu looked at Yi Zhimeng with a cold smile, perhaps he had grown up courageous after drinking, and today he also went all out

"Eldest Prince, we haven't drawn up a topic yet, what are you doing in such a hurry, are you afraid of losing?"

Yi Zhimeng's complexion darkened, he couldn't bear Yalehan's rudeness.

"Then tell me, what to compare with!"

"Write a poem chanting snow, and words with snow cannot appear in the whole poem." Yaluhan smiled complacently, and even Xiyu raised his eyes to look at Yizhimeng, but saw that he just hummed With a sound, he picked up his pen and began to write.Seeing Yi Zhimeng like this, Lian Xiyu understands what kind of feelings Wen Yi has for Yi Zhimeng. Wen Yi is a literati, and Yi Zhimeng, although outwardly rude, has a bit of ink inside , or maybe, he still has a lot of ink in his stomach, at least better than her 'fake' ancient.

"The pile of silver jelly hadn't disappeared the day before yesterday, but now I'm walking on Qiongyao all over the ground, and a cup of armor dipped in the cold is cool, as long as pedestrians drink wine." Yi Zhimeng's mouth curled up triumphantly. Compared with literary talent, Yaluhan is a reckless man, he can What to write?However, this question is somewhat interesting.

As soon as Yi Zhimeng's finished poem was brought out, the people under there agreed with it no matter whether they looked at it or not, but Yaluhan didn't care at all. He believed in Lian Xiyu a lot, but Lian Xiyu didn't trust him very much. Yes, seeing that everyone's eyes were on the poems between the two of them, Lian Xiyu had already slowly pushed the wheelchair back, Yale Han knew martial arts, even if Yi Zhimeng wanted to do something to him, he still had the possibility of escape, but She can't do it by herself, she can't even run with her legs, if she doesn't walk now, she might not be able to walk in a while.

"The sky and the earth are in one general form, the well has black holes, the body of the yellow dog is white, and the body of the white dog is swollen." Yaluhan laughed to himself after reading, thinking that this poem would definitely surpass Yi Zhimeng.

Lian Xiyu's head was full of black lines, and what he wrote down was just a doggerel that he occasionally saw in modern times. The subtlety has its subtleties, but Yi Zhimeng's rhetoric and confrontation are not inferior to this doggerel. In real judgment, Yaluhan may not have the possibility of winning, not to mention that all the people present are Yizhimeng.

Lian Xiyu dodged early, only to hear a burst of laughter from behind, and then she didn't know what to do, she just turned around but somewhat forgot the way she came here, the tents here all look the same, this It also made her a little confused.

"Want to leave secretly?" Yi Zhi's fierce voice suddenly came from behind, and Lian Xiyu's hand holding the wheelchair tightened suddenly.

"Prince, if you have something to do, you will find him?" Knowing that Yi Zhimeng let him out on purpose, even Xiyu didn't explain much, and turned around to look at Yi Zhimeng.

"There is one thing, but it may require your cooperation." Yi Zhi grinned ferociously, the sword hanging from her waist had been drawn out, and Sen Han's blade was glowing coldly, slowly approaching Lian Xiyu .

"If you kill me, the Hun King will know immediately that the prince has raised more than 100 men and women." Lian Xiyu tried to calm herself down, and slowly touched her waist with her hands. She would go to get it when she was not in danger Wei Jingheng specially made a soft sword for himself, but he didn't remember that he had lost that soft sword for a long time until he touched his empty waist.

When Yi Zhimeng heard Lian Xiyu's words, she was indeed bluffed, but she knew that she would not die today, and her secret would be announced sooner or later
"I'm not stupid." Yi Zhimeng's hand paused for a moment, but the knife in his hand still stabbed towards Lian Xiyu, but before Lian Xiyu could make a sound, Yi Zhimeng's body was suddenly pierced by the sword, Yi Zhimeng looked at the sword piercing through his chest in disbelief, his eyes stared straight.

"I know you're not stupid, but it would be nice if you were a little bit stupid just now. I don't intend to participate in your royal family dispute, but you're trying to take advantage of me." Lian Xiyu looked at Yi Zhimeng, and also saw behind him The man with the sword.

(End of this chapter)