Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 493 Treat Him Well

Watching and learning?

This stinky old man wants everyone to see her jokes, it's almost the same!

With a twitch between his eyebrows, Xuanyuan Qin immediately vetoed it.

"The emperor is absurdly praised, but Yuji can't afford the emperor's praise."

Something flashed in my mind suddenly, and there was a glint in my eyes, Xuanyuan Qin looked at the person opposite with a smile, her eyes were dark.

"According to Yuji, the princess of your country is the one who is truly knowledgeable. Yuji thinks, why not ask the princess to write a few more poems, and let me watch and worship."

Those few poems must not be written by Shen Jingshu, as long as she is asked to write a few more, she will definitely show her feet!

Shen Jingshu, who had just picked up the shrimp and was about to put it in his mouth, twitched his eyes, feeling the urge to run away.

Come again?

Come to your sister!

Is writing poetry fun?

Can it be eaten?
She is still hungry now, believe it or not, she will kill anyone who disturbs her to eat!

There was a look of anticipation on the faces of the officials, but Shen Jingshu pretended not to see it, and put down his chopsticks to refuse.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to speak, a certain short-term guard spoke faster than her.

"My lord remembers that tonight is not a poetry meeting to meet friends. If you still want to listen to poetry, why not hold a poetry meeting another day, call the world's literati, and write poems until you have fun!"

Murong Li's eyes were cold and his voice was cold. The ministers of Xifeng who were present were caught by his eyes, and hurriedly put away the anticipation on their faces, turned around and sat down to drink and drink tea.

"Well, this year's Longjing after the rain tastes really good, much more fragrant than previous years."

"This Longquan fairy wine is clear and sweet, it is really a rare treasure."

Murong Zheng let out a "huh", and smiled to round up the situation: "Prince Gong's proposal is very good, so, let's hold a poetry meeting another day, and tonight we can enjoy singing and dancing to our heart's content, and have a good time talking and drinking."

After Murong Zheng said that, Xuanyuan Qin couldn't hold on any longer, so she picked up the wine bottle in front of her and drank silently.

After drinking a cup, she glanced at Murong Li on the opposite side, and then at Murong Jin at the next table, thinking of what she heard recently and what she saw tonight, Shuiling's eyes flickered.

It is said that among the several sons, Murong Zheng seems to favor the youngest son, Murong Di, but actually favors Murong Li the most. Now it seems that this is really the case.

If the next ruler of Xifeng is Murong Li, wouldn't it be a good thing for the emperor and Xuanyuan?
The dinner that followed was no different from an ordinary banquet. There were also songs and dances, and everyone ate and drank with open bellies.

As for the two monarchs, they only talked a few words occasionally, and it was mostly because Murong Zheng took the initiative, and Xuanyuan Jing responded with a few words indifferently.

After two full hours, the dinner came to an end, and everyone went back to their respective houses.

On the way back to Prince Gong's mansion, Shen Jingshu leaned on Murong Li's body like a mollusk, and pulled Murong Li's palm once and for all.

Practicing martial arts all the year round, Murong Li's palms are full of rough calluses, she gently draws circles on those calluses, and her heart seems to ripple along with those circles.

This man protects her no matter when and where, she should treat him well...

"Hey, what do you think the two brothers and sisters of the Xuanyuan family are up to?" She rubbed intimately on Murong Li's shoulder.

From the beginning to the end of the night, that Xuanyuan Jing was quiet and silent, with a deep look, she really couldn't guess what the two of them were planning on this trip.

Murong Li felt itchy in his heart after being teased by her, and once he retracted his big palm, he tightly held her small hand in his palm.

"You don't have to worry about what they have in mind, you just have to remember, from now on, don't agree to write any poems like tonight."

"Why?" Shen Jingshu blinked and asked, her phoenix eyes flickered like two small black stars in the night sky.

(End of this chapter)