Bamboo horse is king

Chapter 501 Damn I Like This Tune

Chu Hanyue was helped away, and a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes where no one saw her.

The corner of Shen Jue'er's mouth raised, and her cold eyes casually glanced in the direction of Pei's house.

Mu Zhiling's whole body was stiff, and the expression on her face was very unnatural. If she had known Shen Jue'er's identity earlier, she would not have come to Fengqi Tea House to laugh at her.

I prayed in my heart that Shen Jue'er would not embarrass her in public.

Shen Jue'er lowered her head, with a hint of sarcasm flashing across her eyes, she poured another glass of wine and played with it carelessly.

Shen Qingcheng next to her remained indifferent, and she was still the unattainable Miss Shen.

Shen Xiwen stared at Shen Jue'er, her teeth itching with hatred.

"In my son's garden, there is a thousand-color rose, which blooms in different colors every year. This year, it is rare, and a blue flower bloomed. That kind of blue is fresh and refined, very gratifying." Ouyang Minho said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone lifted a pot of roses and put it in the center.

The rose plant is not tall, and there are rose flowers of different colors blooming on it. The most conspicuous one is the blue flower that Ouyang Minhao mentioned.

Shen Jue'er was quite surprised, this rose plant is amazing, there are dozens of flowers on it, each of which has a different color and is unique.

And that blue rose looks like a blue rose.

"Everyone, today is the Thousand Flowers Festival. Everyone knows the rules, so I won't talk about them."

"Is there any man who is willing to write a poem about this thousand-color rose? It's a good start for today's Wanhua Festival?"

Chao Yaoheng and Mu Jingyuan stood up almost at the same time.

Surprise flashed across everyone's eyes. You must know that the most distinguished person here is the eldest prince. Every year in the past, the first poem of the Wanhua Festival must have been written by the eldest prince.

What Ouyang Minhao said was just going through the motions. This new Mr. Long probably doesn't know the rules.

Chao Yaoheng looked at Mu Jingyuan with sharp eyes, with a smile on his lips, "This thousand-color rose plant has different colors and different symbolic meanings. What does Mr. Long think about writing poems based on this?"

The corner of Mu Jingyuan's mouth raised an evil smile, and he looked at Shen Jue'er with smiling eyes, "I have little talent and learning, and I am neither proficient nor keen on so-called poetry, but..."

"However, I think this Thousand Colors Rose is very similar to Miss Shen Wu."

"Oh?" Chao Yaoheng raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

Mu Jingyuan put down Rui'er in his arms.

Rui'er ran directly to Shen Jue'er, "Mother, mother..."

Shen Jue'er was "embarrassed", with a forced smile on her face.

"Miss Shen, my daughter likes you just as much as I like you!" Mu Jingyuan smiled evilly, blinked at Shen Jue'er, and never forgot to confess.

His appearance seemed a little frivolous in the eyes of everyone.

"Mr. Long, are you here to enjoy the flowers, or to find a woman?" Chao Yaoheng said with a sullen face.

"Of course I came to find a woman!"

With a serious face, Mu Jingyuan walked towards the thousand-color rose, picked off the blue rose, walked to Shen Jue'er, knelt down on one knee, and handed the flower in his hand, his dark eyes full of affection.

"It's the first time I sent you flowers, blue flowers, noble and mysterious, just what you look like in my eyes, you are the most beautiful flower fairy in my heart, unique."

Shen Jue'er's heart was beating wildly, she bit her lips lightly with her white teeth, a faint blush appeared on her face.

Mu Jingyuan seemed to be proposing like this. Although she was already his wife, she still damn liked this kind of tone.

Although Mu Jingyuan was not handsome at the moment and couldn't hold back his sweet talk, not to mention Shen Jue'er blushing, all the women present felt seduced.

"Miss Shen, if you don't accept my flowers, from now on, I'll call you my wife!"

Mu Jingyuan seemed to be threatening, with a smile on his lips all the time.

Shen Jue'er "hesitated" for a while, and took the flower with reluctance on her face, but sweetness in her heart.

Mu Jingyuan smiled treacherously, "You accept my flower, and from today onwards, you will be my wife!"

(End of this chapter)