Feng Qiuhuang's concubine comes to the world

Chapter 155: The Feast of the Night Country 8
Lan Xue, who had been silent all this time, listened, and glanced at Ye Yaoxiang lightly, and saw that she didn't seem to hear, she was still drinking tea slowly, dignified, dignified, noble and elegant, as if she didn't even lift her head.

Clutching her palms tightly, Lan Xue's flushed face looked at Ye Mingyue for a moment, seeing that his eyes had never looked at her, her heart couldn't help but feel disheartened.

To him, maybe he is not even a woman. In his eyes, maybe she is just a passerby, and a stranger at that.

Although her father promised herself that she would marry Ye Mingyue, in her opinion, even if she put a sword around his neck to force him to do what Ye Mingyue didn't want, he would never agree.

"Ye Yaocha, are you afraid to show off your talent on stage?" Ye Yanyan's anger increased greatly when she turned a blind eye to Ye Yaocha. She still pretends to be a little bit more, but in front of Ye Yaoqi, she doesn't even want to pretend, not to mention, she is about to marry Nan Liufeng, so from now on, she has nothing to be afraid of.

She has seen Ye Yaocha's talent before, but she must coax her into taking the stage, because only when Ye Yaocha takes the stage can her plan succeed.

The Nanliu wind followed Ye Yanyan's eyes, and the eyes skipped over Huang Yueyan, Ye Yaojia, Lan Shizi, etc., and finally fell on Ye Mingyue's face.

It's him?Nan Liufeng narrowed his brows and eyes slightly, and a strange breath flowed from his eyes.

Looking at the jade platform, Ye Yaoche smiled sarcastically, and thought to herself, Ye Yanyan dared to play tricks on the stage openly, isn't she afraid of things going wrong?

It seems that Nanliufeng, the great Buddha, gave her a lot of confidence and made her dare to fight the royal family openly.

Looking at Nanliufeng, Ye Yaojiao slyly raised her pink lips, she stood up slowly without moving, walked slowly towards Nanliufeng, slightly bent her knees, respected and yet elegant: "Yao Sheng If you are not talented, write a poem and give it to Mr. Liufeng."

Before the Nanliu wind slowed down, Ye Yaoqi's poem began to recite:
"When the south tower went down to the west,

Meteor suspected companion.

Fengxing Shunguo people,
Now come to the table with Jane. "

As soon as Ye Yaoqi's words fell to the ground, the surroundings were instantly silent.

It's an ordinary poem, nothing special about it.

Compared with the calmness of everyone, Ye Mingyue is much more lazy, he leans lazily on the wooden chair, his noble and dignified handsome face evoked a slight smile, evil and enchanting, looking at Ye Yaoqi His eyes were deep and gentle.

Seeing Ye Mingyue's obsessed expression, Ye Yanyan clenched her little hands subconsciously, feeling as if her heart had been stabbed fiercely with a knife, and her pair of beautiful eyes stared at Ye Yaoqi like a poisonous snake.

She is obviously ordinary, but why does the third brother like her so much? Could it be that the third brother would rather like a vase that knows nothing than marry her?Compared to her, what is Ye Yaoxiang?Just an orphan.

After the silence, there was a soft discussion.

"It is said that the master of Yaosheng County has the most literary talents, but now it seems that it is just a false reputation."

"I thought it was a good poem, it's just nonsense."

"Oh, it was a waste of my expectation. It turned out to be just a bad poem."

Hearing everyone's dissatisfaction with Ye Yaocha, the corners of Ye Yanyan's mouth curled up subconsciously, and the jealousy in her heart was gradually replaced by a sense of nobility.

Just when Ye Yanyan stood up and was about to write a poem to make it difficult for Ye Yaoxiang to step down, Ye Wuhen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up, a faint warmth enveloped him, just a smile, Then let everyone quiet down.

The phoenix eyes are gentle, the thin lips are slightly parted, I saw him lightly raised the rice paper in his hand, and said in a gentle voice like flowing water: "This is the poem that Yaosheng just wrote. Wuhen has nothing to do, so he wrote down the poem. Why don't you all appreciate it together with Wuhen to see how different this poem is."

When the south tower goes down to the west,
Meteor suspected companion.

Fengxing Shunguo people,
Now come to the table with Jane.

While everyone was staring at the black and white words, Ye Wuhen cleverly ticked out the first word in each line of the poem, and read it down, it was Nanliufeng.

"It turned out to be a Tibetan acrobatic poem, and Princess Yaosheng really has a good literary talent." After Ye Wuhen made such a gesture, everyone suddenly came to their senses, and the eyes they looked at Ye Yaoxiang changed from disdain to admiration in an instant.

"Okay, it really is a good poem."

"The title of the number one talented woman is indeed not in vain."

Those who rejected Ye Yaoche at the beginning turned against each other one after another at the moment, scrambling to praise Ye Yaoche.

Ye Yanyan stared at Ye Yaoxiang tightly, clenched her small hands tightly, even though the palms of her hands were bleeding from the clutches, she didn't feel it, and again, she, she won again?It's not enough to be in the limelight once, but now, do you still want to be in the limelight again and again?

Just when everyone was flattering Ye Yaoqi, Ye Mingyue resentfully said: "This king wants it too."

Those sad eyes and resentful tone made everyone feel as if they had passed away, as if... the bloodthirsty and ruthless His Royal Highness Hades suddenly turned into a resentful little widow?
little widow?At the thought of this word, everyone couldn't help but shudder. They dare to think of His Highness Pluto like this, they are really tired of work.

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at Ye Mingyue, let alone raise their heads.

They were worried that when they raised their heads, the heads would disappear. His Highness Pluto like this was really terrifying.

Ye Yaoxiang glanced at Ye Mingyue speechlessly, thinking, since the emperor has given her a marriage, she can't be too indifferent, so she made a poem and said:
"Late at night the palace door is not locked,

The way to hell is unknown.

The moon shines on the flowers and forests like sleet,
The main hall connects the clouds to Shuangxi. "

Hearing this, Ye Mingyue's expectant eyes were instantly frosty, and the cold eyes swept away, and the people around who were about to raise their heads instantly lowered their heads even lower, almost burying their heads in the ground.

This... is fine, why is His Royal Highness Pluto suddenly angry?It was clearly the dog days of June, but the cold air emanating from Ye Mingyue's body made people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

The emperor who watched this scene narrowed his eyes coldly, and gave Ye Mingyue a dangerous look, but then, as if he had thought of something, he laughed heartily. Instead of stopping the farce, he looked at it with more anticipation. go down.

Ye Mingyue looked sad, her phoenix eyes were watery, as if she had been bullied by someone.

If others can't hear it, can he still not hear it?Ye Mingyue is big?Has she ever composed poetry like this?Turning the corner and scolding him for machismo?

Ye Yaoxiang glanced at Ye Mingyue displeasedly, and directly put him aside, turned around, looked at Ye Wuhen with a happy face and said, "Does Second Brother like it? If so, Yaosheng will help Second Brother make a song too. "Ye Yaoqi's beautiful eyes are like dewdrops, exuding crystal clear light.

(End of this chapter)