The princess is delicate, and the cold and cruel prince regent is teased

Chapter 29 Jun Qinglan's Commentary on Poems
Jun Yuexuan held two poems in his hand, playing tricks, "These two poems are more difficult to choose, Uncle Emperor, which one do you think is more brilliant?"

On the surface, he was asking, but before Jun Qinglan could answer, he went on to say, "This song by Princess Ye is not bad. It is written with a deep affection for the emperor's uncle, looking forward to the emperor's return. If the emperor insists on It is reasonable to choose this poem by Princess Ye."

The implication is that Jun Qinglan chose Jiang Qingyan's poems because he was partial!

The product of eccentricity, good also becomes bad!

No one will be convinced!
Hearing this, Yang Xianrong felt extremely uncomfortable, "So what if you have the prince's support? The prizes are for nothing!"

Her words caused repercussions among the crowd. At first, everyone thought that Jiang Qingyan's poems were good, but when they thought that the judge was her husband, they would definitely favor her!
She wins by force!

She took away the scenery that originally belonged to them, and also took away the prizes, it is really shameless!
Jiang Qingyan's eyes fell on Yang Xianrong, "What do you mean, you think the prince will be unfairly partial? Who gave you the courage to slander the prince like this!"

"I didn't slander the prince!" Yang Xianrong snorted coldly with her hands on her hips, "It's just that everyone is watching. Whether the poem is good or not is one thing, but will the prince not let you win?"

He and Jiang Qingyan didn't seem to be in harmony with each other at all!
Which man would not help his wife?
Even if they were not harmonious in the past, they still have to maintain their face.

"This king thinks this poem is good." Jun Qinglan stood up and took a piece of paper from Jun Yuexuan's hand.

He showed it in front of everyone, and everyone could clearly see that it was a poem written by Yang Xianrong!
Jiang Qingyan's face became a little stiff.

She originally thought that if Jun Qinglan could choose, her poems would be better!
He can definitely taste that, in terms of level, she will not lose to Yang Xianrong's poem!
Even if it is a draw!

She won't lose either!

But he chose Yang Xianrong's poem...

Jun Qinglan's eyes flicked across her body, taking her disappointment and loss into his eyes, without making a sound.

Yang Xianrong took a while to react.

She found that Jun Qinglan was holding her poem, her eyes widened in disbelief, "My lord is saying... I won?!"

OMG!

She actually beat Jiang Qingyan so openly?
Yang Xianrong couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing in public.

Jun Yuexuan also saw Jiang Qingyan's disappointment, he curled his lips slightly, and said to Mu Chuyao in a low voice, "This king said, it's not so easy between them."

How big is Jun Qinglan, who is as wide as the sea, to endure Jiang Qingyan's death in the past five years?

It is impossible for a man to get along with Jiang Qingyan in this situation!
Mu Chuyao lowered her head and smiled, "Brother Yuexuan is right, everything will be as you expected."

Her eyes were full of admiration and light, and her smile carried the gentleness that men love most, which made Jun Yuexuan fall in love with her even more.

Holding the treasure box, Mu Chuyao walked up to Yang Xianrong and everyone, and announced loudly, "The Night King has already given the result. In today's poetry meeting, Yang Xianrong and Ms. Yang are the winners!"

Everyone applauded and congratulated again and again.

Yang Xianrong was overjoyed, she turned around to pick up the treasure box in Mu Chuyao's hand, but suddenly heard:
"Wait!"

Jun Qinglan's cold voice stopped her severely.

Everyone present was attracted.

Mu Chuyao walked in front of him with the treasure box in her hands, and said in confusion, "My lord, but what's wrong? You just picked the top prize, didn't you?"

"When did this king say that she won the first place?" Jun Qinglan's oppressive gaze came towards Mu Chuyao.

Mu Chuyao backed away trembling slightly, "My daughter doesn't know what the prince means..."

"Uncle Huang, do you want to go back on your word? You just said clearly that Ms. Yang's poems are better, which is obvious to all." Jun Yuexuan quickly stood up and supported Mu Chuyao.

Jiang Qingyan also raised her head, she didn't understand what Jun Qinglan wanted to express.

Still holding Yang Xianrong's poem in Jun Qinglan's hand, he showed the poem in front of Yang Xianrong, "This king thinks this poem is good, but if you want to listen to the poet, please explain it to me. How did you come up with the idea to write such a poem?"

Yang Xianrong was stunned, "This...explanation...what does it mean?"

Mu Chuyao curled up her hand holding the treasure box.

She gave this poem to Yang Xianrong, if she can't say it...

She walked to Yang Xianrong's side, smiled and shied away, "My lord, this poem is just a poem, why do I need someone to explain it? My lord is so talented, can't you understand the meaning of the poem?"

"I don't understand." Jun Qinglan slanted his lips.

He looked like he really didn't understand.

Jun Yuexuan knew about Mu Chuyao's arrangements, so naturally he couldn't let her pass through. He stepped forward to stop Jun Qinglan, "Don't be joking, uncle, the meaning of this poem is just..."

"To shut up!"

Jun Qinglan scolded coldly, "Did the king ask you?"

Jun Yuexuan gritted his teeth, "Why does the emperor make things difficult for others, this poem..."

"Chasing shadows."

"Yes!"

As soon as Jun Qinglan called, Zhuiying stopped in front of Jun Yuexuan, and the sword in his arms clicked, an inch out of its sheath, shining coldly.

That means: Lord Mu, do you want to do it?
Jun Qinglan held the poem and faced Yang Xianrong, "Decipher the poem you wrote."

Yang Xianrong blushed, lowered her head, and grabbed her skirt nervously, "My poem, I..."

She doesn't understand at all!How to interpret it?

She looked at Mu Chuyao as if asking for help, and Mu Chuyao quickly distanced herself from her.

Yang Xianrong is an idiot!
If she stands too close to her, she will definitely be suspected and cheat with her.

"If you can't decipher it, you didn't write this poem." Jun Qinglan threw a piece of paper directly in her face.

"what!"

Yang Xianrong was so ashamed of being exposed, she couldn't say a word of refutation.

It can be seen that Jun Qinglan's eyes are like torches.

She is plagiarized!

"Why did Ms. Yang know the title in advance?" Ji Shiyu asked with doubts.

This cheating also has the premise of cheating.

All eyes fell on Mu Chuyao.

The poetry meeting she organized, the questions she posed!

Mu Chuyao was so stared at at a loss, she immediately pushed all the matter onto Yang Xianrong, "Miss Yang, you were injured and left with me just now, and went to the inner room to prepare questions, did you expect this to be the reason?"

She lowered her head in embarrassment, feeling miserable after being deceived.

Naturally, everyone would only point their finger at Yang Xianrong, "Okay! Yang Xianrong, you are really amazing! You actually stole the questions first and then cheated!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to write poems. You don't know how to behave like this, but how can you have the face to play with us?"

"Go home and read the book carefully! Don't be ashamed to come out!"

Yang Xianrong suddenly became the target of public criticism, and she cried out aggrieved, "I...I didn't cheat! This poem was given to me by someone else!"

She looked at Mu Chuyao with resentment in her eyes!

(End of this chapter)