The most favored concubine in the prosperous age is arrogant

Chapter 33
"Until lovesickness is useless, it's okay to be melancholy and crazy, good, good, well written, ha ha" the thick male voice said a few good words, and the voice was full of joy, which was enough to show his liking for this poem , this man is Mausoleum Emperor Yutian.

"By the way, this girl from Murong's family has improved her poetry skills again. She is indeed a closed disciple taught by Mr. Mo Xuan. As a woman, her literary skills are not inferior to yours." When Linghuang said about Murong Siyuan, he looked at the prince Mo Xuan's eyes were somewhat meaningful. Lingjing said it was not big, but it was not small. These things were not enough to satisfy the most powerful person in Lingjing. He still didn't understand the little girl in the prime minister's mansion. I don't know how such a talented person can't understand.

"Father, this poem was not written by Miss Murong, this year's winner is someone else." Jun Moxuan was a little embarrassed by the Linghuang, and couldn't help opening his mouth.

"Father thinks highly of Ms. Murong. According to Erchen, there are many talented people in the world. No, only one came out. Ms. Murong, who is known as the number one talented woman, has to make room for her." Mo Ying couldn't help but open his mouth. I really don't know what his father looks like. There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. Murong really met his opponent today. That woman, tsk tsk tsk...

"Ying'er seems to have a very high opinion of this winner. Father, please take a good look. Who can make our high-eyed King Jing speak for her?" Linghuang looked at Jun Moying with the same eyes. It's a bit weird, he still doesn't understand his son's temper. Although he acts a bit dandy, he knows how to measure and cares about gains and losses. He has spoiled him for so many years, and he has never seen him appreciate someone so positively, except for the old gentleman. Moyu, even Murong Siyuan laughed it off.

"Father, cousin Moyu still didn't come this year, and the winner was a rising star. This person was unheard of, named Xuanyuan Ruhua. She acted boldly and recklessly. She was a special woman." Jun Mo When Xuan talked about picturesque, his gentle smile became more obvious, as if he thought of something interesting.

"It's rare that you two brothers agree so much. I must see for myself who is Xuanyuan Ruhua, haha." Jun Yutian was also very happy. Not only was the final winner not the family of the old foxes like the imperial court, but he also found a literary genius. Outstanding people, this year's four-nation grand meeting has more chances to win, but Fenggui's Princess Huguo is always a formidable enemy, surpassing Murong Siyuan every year by a little bit, and this Princess Huguo is not only elegant in literary talent, but also has martial arts skills and military skills. What's more, she is proficient, she is really a rare and strange woman in today's world, it's a pity...

"Father, this girl is very venomous." Jun Moying saw that Emperor Ling had thought of something and felt a little sluggish, so he began to adjust the atmosphere.

"Hahaha, there are things you can't say. By the way, I promised this year that the winner can put forward a condition to me, and I can try my best to help her realize it. I don't know what condition Miss Xuanyuan proposed." Sure enough, Linghuang listened. After winning, the attention will come to the winner, and the previous unpleasant mood will be swept away.

"Father, before my son entered the palace, Miss Xuanyuan told my son that she hoped that my father would personally grant her a marriage. She is very grateful." Jun Moxuan lowered his head and said respectfully. Completely conveyed to the Mausoleum Emperor.

"Oh, bestow marriage, I don't know which family's son she wants to marry, I have no jokes, I will try my best to satisfy her." Jun Yutian was expressionless, and Jun Moying and Jun Moxuan were also a little confused. This was a promise. Married?How easy it is, their father is not a good talker.

(End of this chapter)