queen of heaven

Chapter 132 Flower Festival Conference (6)

Now I see Youye Lily of the Valley again...

Bei Mingyue took a deep breath, forcefully forced back her tears, then smiled, and asked politely to the butler standing outside the mansion, "Butler, would your master be willing to transfer this potted flower?"

"Of course I am willing, girl, as long as you can read the poem written by the master, you can take this potted flower yourself."

The housekeeper was over half a hundred years old, and said with a smile when he heard the words, his eyes glanced at Nan Gonglin behind Bei Mingyue, and then bowed slightly as a salute.

Bei Mingyue didn't notice the butler's movements. The Youye lily of the valley was like a magnet, and it caught her eyes so hard that she couldn't get distracted at all, "Then invite your master to come out, I'm very happy." I like this pot of flowers."

The butler opened his mouth. He originally wanted to say that the topic was with him. In fact, their master didn't need to come out, but he changed his mind when he saw Nan Gonglin, and said something to the servant next to him. The servant nodded, turned and ran into the room. mansion.

"Girl wait a moment, our master will come out soon."

"..."

What the housekeeper didn't know was that Bei Mingyue regretted it when she said it. Her poems are considered outstanding in Bei Mingyue, but this is Nanli Country, where there are outstanding people. She stood up to the poem in such a reckless manner, in case she couldn't match...

Bei Mingyue quietly moved back one step, and then another step. She wanted to ask Nan Gonglin to help, but before she could reach Nan Gonglin behind her with her fingers, a very pleasant voice suddenly came from the door of the mansion, like a blowing blow to the face on a hot summer day. The cool wind can only make you feel good.

"Which girl is asking for poetry?"

The butler hurried forward, turned his fingers, and pointed in the direction of Bei Mingyue, "Master, that girl has taken a fancy to the Youye lily of the valley that you carefully cultivated."

The slender figure walked out from the gate of the mansion, and Bei Mingyue looked intently, only to see that the man was wearing a dark blue robe trimmed with gold, and a jade crown of the same color on his head. With golden light, the sword-shaped eyebrows flying obliquely into the temples raised, looking at Bei Mingyue with a half-smile.

"Girl wants to take away my Youye Lily of the Valley? You have to win against me."

"Isn't it just a poem?" Bei Mingyue smiled slightly, and made an inviting gesture, "Please, my lord."

"Sir?"

The handsome man raised his eyebrows and repeated what Bei Mingyue called her, still with a half-smile, "Since the girl doesn't ask the question first, I don't want to embarrass the girl too much. Ask a question, if the girl can answer it, this pot of You Ye Lily of the Valley is yours."

"A question?"

Bei Mingyue was slightly surprised, "One question determines the outcome?"

According to Nan Gonglin, the host and the guest must go through more than three rounds of poems to decide the winner. Even if the guest can't answer, the host must gracefully let it go to the third round, the first round, this...

Is this question difficult?
"I came up with this poem on the spur of the moment when I was ten years old. Unfortunately, I have never been able to come up with a good second half. I wonder if the girl might be right?"

Halo, it really is a problem!
"Don't be confused by your heart, don't be trapped by your emotions. Girl, please continue the next half sentence."

Not disturbed by the heart, not trapped by the emotion?
Bei Mingyue was stunned, and subconsciously looked into the man's eyes, only to see a chestnut golden streamer in his eyes, looking at her softly,

(End of this chapter)