Reborn as the first poisonous concubine

Chapter 670: Yongmei 2
Wei Zijin met Xiao Heng's deep gaze, but for a moment he couldn't see why Xiao Heng paid so much attention to himself!

Could it be the plum blossoms he drew just now that made him suspicious? !

Wei Zijin also began to sigh secretly that he was in the East Nuan Pavilion just now, why he should have stood up and painted that drop of thick ink into a plum blossom just now, which aroused Xiao Heng's suspicion!

Xiao Heng has always been very suspicious. She is Wei Ning's daughter, and going to the battlefield will not confuse him, but Wei Zijin has never liked to play tricks. Since Xiao Heng has long been wary of the Wei family, he may have sent someone to investigate. Pass her!

"Your Majesty is too famous, and my concubines only know a little about calligraphy and painting, but they absolutely can't recite poems..." Wei Zijin declined with a light smile. Unexpectedly, Xiao Heng would not allow her to refuse at all, and said with a smile: "Princess, don't be humble, sing in the snow." Poems are meant for fun, Princess Luoyang, you can chant a few lines at will!"

"Yes, we are all listening!" The others also nodded in agreement.

Seeing that Wei Zijin couldn't evade it, he could only say a few words indiscriminately, so as not to make Xiao Heng feel more confused.

"The water spring has not yet moved, but the garden tree has already seen it." This sentence was uttered first, and everyone nodded in praise.

Xiao Changgong's eyes lit up, and he looked at Wei Zijin with admiration.

Wei Zijin didn't look at Xiao Heng's expression, turned around and looked at the plum blossoms in front of him, and continued to chant: "Turn the light to dance with the snow, and the sun to mix with the ice pool. It's the same as the branches of the past. If you are long and haggard, you can't see it in the mirror."

After a poem is finished, it attracts praise from all the people.

"Princess Luoyang is indeed a talented woman, and a poem she wrote at her fingertips is also full of artistic conception..."

Wei Zijin smiled but said nothing, subconsciously looked at Xiao Jingyao, and met Xiao Jingyao's gentle gaze, and all those worries flew away in an instant.

Xiao Heng silently looked at Wei Zijin and Xiao Jingyao's smile, a complicated light flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "The poem by Princess Luoyang is indeed very contextual, but the last sentence is slightly inappropriate!"

"What's wrong?" the royal family and nobles asked suspiciously, and Wei Zijin also raised his eyebrows slightly to look at him.

"Princess Luoyang Qiongzi is beautiful and beautiful, and she is still young, so how can she be haggard?" Xiao Heng paused, and looked at Wei Zijin even more deeply: "That's why I said that this last sentence seems to be a complaint. Women's words are not suitable for Princess Luoyang!"

"Haha, what the emperor said is reasonable..." After hearing what the emperor said, many people suddenly realized, and quickly nodded in agreement.

"That's right, if the princess of Luoyang is haggard, then the concubines will not be able to see anyone!" Several concubines of the princes couldn't help but echoed with a smile.

"That's right, how can Princess Luoyang be a resentful woman?!" Someone who was jealous of Wei Zijin's beauty and talent said sourly.

"The emperor's uncle and the emperor's aunt are so affectionate. Presumably the emperor's aunt's poem is just to lament the passing of time and the ease of getting old..." Prince Xiao Changgong took the initiative to explain for Wei Zijin. Wei Zijin nodded happily and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness said That's right, that's exactly what Zijin meant!"

Originally, he wanted to mock the concubines of Wei Zijin, but he couldn't help but feel emotional. He didn't expect that the young and beautiful princess of Luoyang could think about the future, and he couldn't help but feel good about her!
Xiao Heng also glanced at Wei Zijin unexpectedly, and fell into deep thought.

It wasn't until Xiao Rong patted his head suddenly and shouted "I have a good poem" that the somewhat silent atmosphere was broken.

(End of this chapter)