The Handbook of Turning Over the Princess

Chapter 542 He Praises Himself Being Smart In A Disguised Form

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"So beautiful."

When we were about to reach the apricot blossom forest, sparse apricot blossoms appeared on both sides of the road. The more we walked in, the more apricot blossom trees there were.

Suddenly, a large expanse of pink appeared in front of my eyes.

The faint fragrance rushed towards her face, shaking her spirits, as if she was in a fairyland.

There are also apricot blossoms in the Prince Rong's mansion.

But there are only one or two apricot trees planted in every place, which cannot be compared with the large apricot forest in front of us.

There are clusters of flowers on the branches, and the pink and white petals are like rouge falling in the water.

The ground was covered with pink petals, and when the wind blew, countless petals flew with the wind and fell on her.

Rong Chu's head was also covered with apricot blossoms, and the black hair on his head and chest were covered with petals.

There are not only apricot trees planted in the apricot forest, but also some rockeries and gazebos for viewing.

"Is this king wrong?"

Seeing that she made no secret of her liking for the apricot blossom forest, Rong Chu also had a hint of complacency in his eyes, "Feng Yao likes apricot blossoms, so she asked someone to chop up a large piece of land to plant the apricot forest."

"If it's the first time for a person to come to the apricot forest without a guide, they will still get lost in this apricot forest, which is enough to show how big this apricot forest is."

Mu Yanxi was startled, "Isn't it our first time to this apricot forest? What if we get lost?"

The pride in Rong Chu's eyes grew stronger, and he said conceitedly, "I'm talking about those people who are not smart enough. As long as you follow me closely, you don't have to worry about getting lost."

Isn't this a disguised form of praising him for being smart?
It's getting more and more shameless.

Just now he boasted that he was unparalleled in the world, and now he boasted that he was smart.

Although what he said was true, did he understand that humility is a virtue?
The two gradually walked towards the depths of the apricot blossom forest.

As we walked further in, the apricot blossoms we saw also changed.

The outermost layer is pink and white apricot flowers alternately, and the middle of the apricot forest is pink apricot flowers. Going further in, the color of the petals deepens again.

The fragrance of flowers hits people, and the road paved with fallen flowers is under your feet.

"The branches are pink and the clouds are red. The sun is so bright and the smoke is so thick that you can't see it. The mighty scenery has no shore, how can you lock the spring in the apricot garden."

The scenery in front of me was so pleasant that I couldn't help but recited a poem.

Beside him, Rong Chu was startled, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

It is said that Feng Linxue is the number one talented woman in Luo Kingdom.

Except for seeing her draw a picture with a very strange style, plus a piece of music played randomly, he didn't see any so-called talent in her.

Although the poem just now is not very good, it is extremely rare among women who are virtuous without talent.

Even if a young lady of a noble family is reading, she is just trying to recognize a few words, so she shouldn't be blind.

If you want to learn anything, basically you don't have it.

When Rong Chu listened to her reciting poems, she also felt a bit poetic. After thinking about it for a while, he smiled and said, "A pool of spring water surrounds the body of the flower, and the enchanting figures each occupy the spring (numbers omitted)... Grind into dust."

After singing, he looked at her and smiled, "You just wrote that poem well."

Mu Yanxi was stunned.

Only then did she realize that she had read a song without feeling it just now.

She unintentionally plagiarized the crystallization of the ancients, but was regarded by Rong Chu as her own, and she blushed a little embarrassedly, "Eh, that poem is actually..."

(End of this chapter)