Shen Yuanxing put down his wine glass and began to persuade him patiently.

"You see, two good things added together will become a bad thing, and similarly, two bad things added together will become a good thing."

"Your poem was not seen by the top card. This is already a bad thing, and you are still missing one."

Shen Yuanxing stood up and spoke righteously.

"Well, brother, let me make a contribution. I will beat you up reluctantly and take care of this bad thing for you. This is what we call hedging."

"What do you think, brother?"

Shen Yuanxing narrowed his eyes cunningly and looked at Wang Zhiyou expectantly.

Wang Zhiyou: “…”

Veins were faintly visible on his hand holding the wine glass.

Does this fucking fat guy think I'm a fool?

Wang Zhiyou's expression changed and he suddenly looked extremely painful.

"I can't do it anymore. I feel a little uncomfortable. Ugh..."

As he said this, he was about to lean towards Shen Yuanxing.

Shen Yuanxing's expression changed drastically. He looked at Wang Zhiyou in horror and used all his strength to crawl away from him.

"Hahahahaha, idiot."

Wang Zhiyou lay on the ground and pounded the floor without any grace, laughing so hard that tears were about to come out.

Shen Yuanxing was furious. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to go forward and teach this grandson a lesson.

"Mr. Shen, this is your flower card."

The maid carried an ornately decorated tray and bowed respectfully.

Shen Yuanxing instantly transformed into the appearance of a well-mannered nobleman, and the speed was astonishing.

Wang Zhiyou was dumbfounded.

Really good at pretending!

He cursed inwardly.

Shen Yuanxing reached out to take the flower cards, and after the maid left, he took a closer look and was instantly overjoyed.

“Hahahahahahaha, it’s Madam Qiu Yuan! Hahahahaha!”

He jumped up and down with joy and almost rolled over on the spot. The image of a noble young man just now was completely gone.

Wang Zhiyou curled his lips in disdain.

"Look at your useless appearance. What can you say to these top stars who have no literary literacy?"

Shen Yuanxing glanced at him, sneered, and said nothing.

"By the way, what about Fang Weihan? Whose flower card will he receive?"

Wang Zhiyou suddenly remembered this incident and asked curiously.

Shen Yuanxing was also curious.

"Maybe it's Feihong Xingzu? I'm not sure!"

He looked around, trying to find Fang Weihan.

"It's over there, let's go and take a look."

In a corner nearby, Shen Yuanxing spotted Fang Weihan and walked over with Wang Zhiyou.

At this time, Fang Weihan was dealing with the people around him.

"Your Highness Prince Guangling, I have long heard of your great name. I am Li Xu from the Longxi Li family. I wonder if I could make friends with Your Highness?"

"Your Highness, I am from the Imperial Academy. Today I heard your poems for the first time. It was like listening to the works of immortals. I admire your talent very much. May I ask Your Highness to show me your talent?"

"Your Highness..."

Fang Weihan was a little overwhelmed by the crowd's pursuit and blockade.

Damn it, I hate drinking and socializing.

I'm just a helpless and pitiful little prince who is lost. Why are you all blocking me?

"Your Highness, this is your flower card."

A clear and pleasant voice was heard, which lifted Fang Weihan's spirits.

When everyone saw that it was the maid from Huanhua Tower who came to deliver a bouquet of flowers to Fang Weihan, they all tactfully made way for her.

They leaned over curiously, wanting to see whose flower card Fang Weihan would receive.

Such a good poem must have been written by some top flower card!

But when everyone saw the scene on the jade plate in the maid's hand, they were dumbfounded.

I saw that the jade plate was filled with flower tiles piled up layer upon layer. There were so many of them that the flower tiles were almost falling off the edge of the jade plate.

Isn’t it said that each person at the Huanhua Poetry Festival will only receive one flower card?

So what's going on?

Everyone was stunned, and the only sound left on the field was gasps.

Chapter 16: A sudden change in the building

Fang Weihan looked at the pile of flower cards and was a little confused for a moment.

what's the situation?

"Well, your highness's poem was so good that the girls couldn't agree on who should hand out the flower cards, so they just threw them all over."

The maid explained with a half-smile.

Isn’t this the maid who just brought me wine?

Fang Weihan always felt that the voice and appearance of this maid were somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

My perception shouldn't be wrong, right?

Could it be possible that I had seen it in a dream?

Fang Weihan began to doubt himself.

He took the pile of flower cards, and with a flash of light in his hand, he put them into his space spirit ring.

"Thank you girl."

Fang Weihan thanked the maid specially.

You even know how to say thank you. You’re smart!

Tao Yunjiang felt a little better.

She performed the standard maid's salute and then left slowly.

Fang Weihan sent away the people gathered around him and went to meet Wang Zhiyou and Shen Yuanxing who came to find him.

"Wei Han, to be honest, I've never seen so many flower cards in my life."

Shen Yuanxing was amazed.

"You kid, you are really amazing."

Wang Zhiyou crossed his arms and snorted.

"Ugh."

Fang Weihan sighed.

"If possible, I would rather not have these flower cards, but I hope that person can look at me."

Wang Zhiyou and Shen Yuanxing looked at each other.

"You mean Xie Lingwan?"

Wang Zhiyou said carelessly.

As soon as the topic of emotions was mentioned, he instantly became excited.

I, Wang Zhiyou, am known as a little life mentor, specializing in saving young people who have gone astray.

"Wei Han, let me tell you, women's thoughts are different from ours after all, you have to be more open-minded."

Wang Zhiyou had a serious look on his face.

Fang Weihan: "..."

Although his attitude towards Xie Lingwan has changed a long time ago, he still has to show it in front of others.

Ensure your own survival while minimizing the impact on the world's plot line.

This is Fang Weihan’s rule.

So, it seems that I am still Xie Lingwan's bootlicker.

What should a bootlicker say when his brother tells him to stop licking?

let me see.

Fang Weihan clenched his fists, his eyes determined.

"Brother Wang, there is no need to say more. I am willing to do this. I will not marry anyone else but her."

His eyes are distant and deep, making people believe that he is a bootlicker.

The acting is really damn similar.

Wang Zhiyou wanted to say something, but was stopped by Shen Yuanxing who patted him on the back.

"This is what it's like to lick a dog."

Shen Yuanxing squinted his eyes and signaled with his eyes.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Wang Zhiyou shook his head with a look of pity.

These two people obviously believed from the bottom of their hearts that I was a bootlicker.

Fang Weihan resisted the urge to push the two men away.

For the sake of my plan, you have to be a licker!

At this time, a soft and clear voice sounded.

"Your Highness Prince Guangling, my name is Luoying, and I am the top girl in Huanhua Tower."

Luoying was wearing a plain dress. She walked lightly to Fang Weihan and bowed. She looked up at him with a burning gaze full of admiration.

Your Highness is not only good at writing poetry, but also very handsome.

Luoying thought.

"Luoying has admired your grace for a long time and would like to discuss some issues of poetry and songs with you. I wonder if His Royal Highness can agree to Luoying's request?"

She twisted her hands together nervously, her tone full of anticipation.

Fang Weihan was about to reply when he was interrupted by another gentle voice.

"Master Fang, I am Bilong, also the top girl in Huanhua Tower. I just received a batch of fresh fruits from Lingnan. I wonder if Your Highness can give me some face and drink a few cups with me?"

Bilong covered her face with a round fan and spoke with a smile.

Fang Weihan rubbed his forehead and felt a headache.

Wang Zhiyou and Shen Yuanxing's jaws almost dropped to the ground.

I've heard of young masters pestering top girls, but I've never heard of a top girl pursuing a young master.

More than one.

I ate lemons and they were so sour.

This Fang Weihan is really not a human being.

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