Is there any hope for me, who proposed to the world-destroying empress at the very beginning?

Moreover, Lian Qingwu is beautiful and gentle, the epitome of a virtuous wife and loving mother in the eyes of countless men.

If any of the men who came to this poetry gathering said they had no illusions about Lian Qingwu, who would believe it?

Those impoverished but talented scholars are nothing more than...

They dared not speak out because of their power and influence.

At this moment, seeing Wenren Qing and Yuan Xi arguing, one believing that a beautiful woman loves a hero, and the other insisting on childhood sweethearts, plus the presence of a general's mansion and a prime minister's mansion.

This poetry gathering is probably destined to be a battlefield between the two of them.

Everyone else became mere background figures.

"Hmph, it's true what they say, when the cat's away, the mice will play."

"If Young Master Su were here, these two wouldn't have a chance to speak."

Seeing the two men so determined to win, the young ladies all looked resentful, but were full of confidence in Su Liang, whom they had never met before.

Even Liu Piaoxu couldn't help but hesitate, wavering somewhat.

Is that person really that outstanding?

Just then!

"Welcome, Your Highness the Third Prince!"

The sudden shout instantly froze the two spirited men, and many beautiful women trembled as well.

The Third Prince... actually came too?

This is true royal blood; his skills and talents are outstanding, and he is also handsome.

Unlike the Crown Prince, who has a Crown Princess to keep him in check, the Third Prince... is still unmarried.

Following closely behind, amidst the complex gazes of the crowd, a tall and upright figure slowly walked in.

The moment he stepped onto the stage, he overwhelmed everyone present, causing them to bow down in awe.

"Greetings, Third Prince."

This moment.

Both Wenren Qing and Yuan Xi bowed respectfully.

The Third Prince's expression was amiable, unlike his previous arrogance when he met Su Liang at the palace. Instead, he gestured quite warmly.

"We've all come here on a whim, so there's no need for formalities since we're all of equal status."

At this moment, many people were looking at the person in front of them with surprise.

Most young ladies of marriageable age, like the vast majority of talented women, had never actually seen the Third Prince up close.

Despite being a prince, he had no airs whatsoever, and his words were like a gentle breeze, making Wenren Qing and Yuan Xi pale in comparison.

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Yuan Xi cautiously inquired about the Third Prince's purpose in coming.

"I wonder what brings the Third Prince here today?"

The Third Prince said casually,

"It's nothing, I just heard that Qingwu personally organized this poetry gathering."

In that case, how could I not take time out of my busy schedule to come?

"Moreover, I have been interested in Qingwu for many years, but I have always respected her wishes and have not proposed marriage."

The Third Prince's words were tactful and diplomatic, without a hint of sarcasm.

But it was precisely these words that made Wenren Qing and Yuan Xi turn ashen-faced, and they had no desire to stay any longer.

The two were originally determined to win, and Wenren Qing made special preparations to shine at the poetry gathering.

Yuan Xi had been planning for a long time, thinking that since Wu Chen was not around, it was time to show his skills!

Unexpectedly, the Third Prince, a formidable figure, appeared out of nowhere.

Although he spoke very politely, his power struggle with the crown prince had almost reached the point of no return.

The support of the Duke of Zhenguo is of paramount importance.

Anyone who dares to interfere today, given the Third Prince's style, will likely face certain death!

Wenren Qing, in particular, was even more aware that this prince's position in the military was extraordinary.

How can they be compared?

From the very beginning, the Third Prince indeed did not take them seriously.

But the young ladies in the distance were unaware of all this.

All they saw was the Third Prince's courtesy, humility, elegance, and handsomeness, which secretly fueled a beautiful dream in each of their hearts.

Even Su Liang, who had just been praising it highly, was completely forgotten.

There is a difference between idols and life.

Liu Piaoxu looked at the handsome Third Prince with a curious glint in her eyes.

"Even if Su Liang were here, it would probably be no different."

"After all, Su Liang is ultimately just an ordinary mortal. The Third Prince is of the highest nobility, yet he treats scholars with utmost respect and courtesy. How many people can do that!"

Hearing this, Wenren Qing clenched his fists secretly, feeling utter contempt for this group of brainless women.

Otherwise, I wouldn't even look at you!

The atmosphere instantly made the men present feel even more oppressed.

Not long after.

"I never expected that such a lighthearted dance would attract the Third Prince's personal presence. I am so sorry for not welcoming you properly."

As a gentle and composed voice rang out, everyone present stopped what they were doing and turned to look at her.

Lian Qingwu, dressed in a light blue dress, stepped out gracefully, like a figure from a painting.

She may not be considered stunningly beautiful, but the intellectual and gentle look in her eyes is so captivating that no one would find her repulsive.

Her serene and elegant demeanor, reminiscent of an orchid in a secluded valley, combined with her graceful steps, perfectly showcased her excellent upbringing and refinement.

Upon seeing Lian Qingwu, the Third Prince stood up and went to greet her.

"Qingwu, you—"

Before he could finish speaking, the figure behind Lian Qingwu made his eyelids twitch wildly, and even his fingers trembled slightly.

It was as if the nightmare of the past was resurfacing before my eyes!

Su Liang?

How did he get here?

What's going on? How come he's with Lian Qingwu?!

Su Liang looked at the familiar face in front of him and showed his snow-white teeth in a very friendly manner.

That scheming empress was definitely up to no good!

Then.

When the two entered, everyone around looked at the young man standing next to Lian Qingwu with puzzled expressions.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to introduce you. This is Young Master Su, the creator of that timeless love poem."

"He is also an unparalleled genius of our Great Qin."

"What? He's Su Liang?"

"How could he have changed so much? Was he like this before?"

"They actually managed to invite them?"

These unexpected words immediately took everyone present by surprise.

Although some people had seen Su Liang outside the spectator stands before, after his dual cultivation with Ning Zhexian, Su Liang's appearance and temperament underwent a second transformation.

Standing here now, though dressed in white, he seems otherworldly, unlike any ordinary person.

The many heiresses, whose stances had been shifting repeatedly, were now even more indecisive and found it difficult to make a decision.

The Third Prince is indeed of noble birth and of royal blood, but Su Liang's series of brilliant achievements are even more eye-catching.

And in terms of appearance... he's miles ahead.

It must be acknowledged that humans are creatures who are attracted to appearances.

Wenren Qing noticed that the women's gazes were only fixed on Su Liang and the Third Prince, and he felt a deep sense of resentment.

Yuan Xi felt a surge of resentment. Even though the Third Prince hadn't appeared, he had at least gained the favor and goodwill of several people.

But now, who would care that he's still at this poetry gathering?

How heartless, how fickle!

The two looked at each other, both able to see the pain and repression in the other's eyes.

Ah, women!

At this moment, the Third Prince also regained his composure, stood up, and walked to Su Liang.

"Su Liang, we meet again."

What a coincidence!

Su Liang listened to his gritted teeth and calm expression, only glancing at him indifferently, which startled the other party, causing him to take a step back.

Honestly, why should someone as kind as me be afraid?

But the Third Prince had no choice but to be afraid!

His previous experience left him with lingering fear, and now he was even more without any guards by his side.