After raising cubs, Ben Gongli won

Chapter 753
"I think so. Miss Zuo probably likes Mr. Wushuang. Mr. Wushuang is not only talented and learned, but also a spiritual master. I heard that he is the eldest son of Wunian Villa. I don't know if it is true or not."

"..."

The sound of discussion in the lobby on the first floor reached Mu Wanxi's ears, and Mu Wanxi narrowed his eyes slightly.

The eldest son of Wunian Villa?

If this is the case, then she must compete with him.

Before, Wunian Villa was employed by the Queen Mother and sent assassins to assassinate her, but she just didn't care about it for the time being.

Sooner or later, she will settle this account with Wu Nian Villa.

This time, it took more than half an hour for Zuo Xiaodie to finish reading the poems on the second floor.

Zuo Xiaodie slowly stood up from the chair, holding a piece of rice paper in her hand.

Seeing Zuo Xiaodie stand up, the people in the lobby knew that she had a choice, and they all stopped discussing.

Yin Wushuang, who was sitting in the private room on the second floor, stared closely at Zuo Xiaodie, the corners of her lips raised into a confident arc.

The hall was quiet, Yin Wushuang was waiting for Zuo Xiaodie to read out the poem he had written, let those people listen to it, and see who among the people present could compare to Yin Wushuang.

Zuo Xiaodie opened the rice paper in her hand, and there was a gentle smile in her sea-like blue eyes, which showed that she was very satisfied with the poems written on the paper.

"When people are idle, the sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.

When the moon rises, the mountain birds are startled, and when they sing, they sing in the lip stream. "

Zuo Xiaodie's voice is very nice, and the moving poems read out of her mouth are as sweet as pearls and jade pendants.

Yin Wushuang's smile froze suddenly, this was not his poem.

And the hall was boiling.

"What a poem! What a poem!"

"Which genius wrote this poem? It's really wonderful!"

"We won't lose this time, hahaha, our skills are inferior to others."

"..."

Originally thought they were going to lose to Mr. Wushuang's glutinous rice balls, they turned their eyes to Mu Wanxi in astonishment, and gave her a thumbs up: "Master, you are amazing."

At this time, Zi Yan, who was guarding outside, walked into the private room with a smile, and said to Mu Wanxi, "My son, congratulations, please go to the stage with the servant's house, and bring Miss Xiaodie back to the room."

This can be regarded as a rule of their Fengling Tower, the person who wins the first prize needs to go to the stage to bring Zuo Xiaodie back to the room, and it can also be regarded as letting those young masters see who they lost to.

Mu Wanxi nodded and followed Ziyan out.

Tang Yuan followed another maid to Zuo Xiaodie's room first.

When Mu Wanxi appeared on the stage, Zuo Xiaodie looked at her with gentle eyes, her attitude was as calm as water, and she bowed to her without saying a word or humblely.

Then, she gave Mu Wanxi her hand.

Under many envious gazes, Mu Wanxi took Zuo Xiaodie's hand and walked off the stage.

Zuo Xiaodie's room was on the second floor, and Mu Wanxi and Zuo Xiaodie walked to the second floor together.

As she got closer to Zuo Xiaodie, Mu Wanxi could smell the faint fragrance of sharks on her body.

When the two of them walked up to the second floor together, a figure suddenly appeared, blocking their way.

"Xiaodie." Yin Wushuang looked at Zuo Xiaodie seriously, and called out.

"Master Wushuang." Zuo Xiaodie nodded to Yin Wushuang, her attitude was still very indifferent.

Yin Wushuang first glanced at Mu Wanxi with a sullen look, then looked at Zuo Xiaodie with eyes full of pain, and asked, "Why did you choose him?"

(End of this chapter)