The queen of drama

Chapter 238 Will This King Give Himself to Rao'er?
Hua Manxue looked at Hua Raoyue's lips with a sneer, and she didn't believe that Hua Raoyue, an idiot, could write any poems.

Jun Qingyu is very confident in Hua Raoyue, after all, she wrote love poems to him before: "Let's start with my cousin."

This one and two, both love her, but Hua Raoyue herself is confused: "Why do you want to write poetry?"

Just eat when you eat, what kind of poems are you doing!
The sneer on Hua Manxue's lips deepened: "Have you forgotten Fifth Sister? Poet fighting is a tradition of our Peach Blossom Festival. But Fifth Sister has never participated in Peach Blossom Festival in previous years, so it's normal not to know."

The irony of Hua Manxue's words is very strong, if you say that Hua Raoyue has never participated in any Peach Blossom Festival before.

First of all, this Peach Blossom Festival is not for anyone who wants to participate. Although civil and military officials are allowed to bring their family members, there is a limit on the number of people, so usually those who come to the Peach Blossom Festival are the favored children of the family.

For a daughter like Hua Raoyue who has no outstanding literary talent and is not favored, it is impossible for the second room of the Hua family to take her out to participate in the Peach Blossom Festival.

In the past, when the eldest sister Hua Siluan was still around, she took her out to participate a few times, but because her own sense of existence was relatively low, no one cared at all.After Hua Siluan got married, Hua Raoyue became completely transparent.

Hua Raoyue didn't seem to understand Hua Manxue's sarcastic words, she just smiled and looked at Jun Moran: "My lord, do you want your concubine to write a poem?"

Jun Moran raised his hand, and his slender fingers gently brushed the peach blossom branch in the corner of her eyes: "This king only wants you to be happy."

When Hua Raoyue heard the words, she immediately raised a bright smile.

This man is really used to sweet talk.

"Well, the concubine is in a good mood now, let's fight poetry." Hua Raoyue blinked her big eyes, and suddenly looked at Jun Moran expectantly, "If the concubine wins, what reward will the lord give the concubine?" ?”

The corners of Jun Moran's lips were raised high, he raised his hand to lift her chin, and printed a kiss on her delicate red lips: "What does Rao'er want? Can I give myself to Rao'er?"

Hua Raoyue suffocated, feeling all the blood rushing to the top of her head.

Damn, this man is trying to tease her to death.

Ahhhhh!
It wasn't just Hua Raoyue who wanted to scream, but all the women in the audience.

My God, who said that Yan Wang is as cold as ice, he is obviously a warm man, okay?

King Yan is too kind to Hua Raoyue, if I knew that King Yan was so warm, let alone his crippled legs, even if he was paralyzed, they would marry them too!
what to do?I really like King Yan, but it's a pity that King Yan only has Hua Raoyue in his eyes.

At this moment, all the women's eyes are on Jun Moran and Hua Raoyue.

They didn't want to read any fighting poems at all, they just wanted to see King Yan and Hua Raoyue show off their affection.

Concubine Zhu, Hua Qingyu, and Ye Linglong were already numb from the stimulation of the two of them.

Hua Manxue originally wanted to ridicule Hua Raoyue, but she accidentally became the envy of all the ladies in Beijing.

Jun Qingyu's face was also pale, even though he knew that his cousin really loved him, and Jun Moran was just pretending to be false, he was still so sour that he wanted to kill someone.

"If my cousin wins, how about I give you another box of jewelry?" Jun Qingyu didn't want Hua Raoyue to keep looking at Jun Moran, trying to get her attention back.

Sure enough, Hua Raoyue's eyes lit up when she heard the words, and she immediately turned to Jun Qingyu: "Really?"

Finally pulling Hua Raoyue's eyes back, Jun Qingyu smiled triumphantly: "Of course it's true."

Hua Raoyue immediately became happy, her eyes brightened and she said: "Since there are rewards, let's fight poetry."

...Jun Moran had a gloomy expression on his face, cooperating with him is not as good as a box of jewelry.

"Then I'm composing a poem, can any poem be acceptable?" Hua Raoyue didn't know if she had any specific requirements.

"As long as it's about peach blossoms, it's fine." Jun Qingyu looked at Hua Raoyue and said dotingly.

Jun Moran's face turned dark, and he took Hua Raoyue into his arms.

Hua Raoyue didn't know Jun Qingyu and Jun Moran's careful thoughts, and was scratching her head thinking about the ancient poems about peach blossoms that she had learned.

Seeing her racking her brains, Hua Manxue sneered and said, "If Fifth Sister can't figure it out, just admit defeat. I believe everyone will not laugh at Fifth Sister."

"I thought about it." As soon as Hua Manxue finished speaking, Hua Raoyue said excitedly: "Egrets fly in front of Mount Xisai,

Peach blossoms and flowing water mandarin fish fat. "

Then before everyone tasted her poems, she looked at Jun Moran eagerly, "My lord, let's eat mandarin fish tonight!"

"Okay." Jun Moran kissed her forehead lovingly.

"Egrets fly in front of Mount Xisai, peach blossoms flow in water and mandarin fishes are fat." Everyone murmured Hua Raoyue's poem, and kept nodding.

"What a poem!"

"It's very artistic, what a poem!"

"I didn't expect Princess Yan's literary talents to be so outstanding!"

Hua Manxue's face was livid, one second she said she couldn't compose poems, and the next second she wrote poems, it was as if she was slapped hard by Hua Raoyue's poem.

That idiot Hua Raoyue can compose poetry!

"Okay, well done!" Jun Qingyu also felt that these two poems were wonderful, and took the lead in applauding, "My cousin is really talented."

"The emperor's praise, I just wanted to eat mandarin fish." Hua Raoyue smiled sheepishly, this is not her poem, she has a guilty conscience.

Hearing that Hua Raoyue wanted to eat mandarin fish, Jun Qingyu immediately told Ye En, "Go to the big kitchen and ask them to cook some mandarin fish delicacies. From now on, they will eat mandarin fish every year during the Peach Blossom Festival."

"Yes." Ye En took the order and immediately went to the big kitchen.

Everyone didn't expect Hua Raoyue to write a poem casually, and the emperor liked it so much that he even changed the custom of not eating meat during the Peach Blossom Festival.

Rumors say that Hua Raoyue loves the emperor, but now it seems that the emperor is not unintentional towards Hua Raoyue.

This royal secret affair is indeed a big drama.

Hua Manxue stared at Hua Raoyue jealously, wishing to tear her apart.

This bitch wants to seduce the emperor with every poem!

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Hua Raoyue didn't expect that Jun Qingyu would be such a laborious force with just a random excuse.

Feeling Hua Manxue's jealous eyes, Hua Raoyue could only lean innocently into Jun Moran's arms.

She really didn't want to seduce Jun Qingyu, let alone have a half-money relationship with Jun Qingyu.

Jun Mo ran a black face and glanced at Hua Raoyue, although he was still angry that he was not as good as a box of jewels, but when she leaned over, he still hugged her in his arms.

Hua Raoyue composed a poem, and it was Jun Baisheng's turn to compose a poem as well.

Everyone praised it as usual, and then some people wrote poems and some abstained.

Finally, I walked around to the table of the concubine, and the one who wrote the poem was the concubine Zhu. In a simple sentence, not to mention how shocking it is, it is so beautiful, and it is also considered small and fresh, and it is also mixed with affection for someone.

Hua Raoyue heard the meaning of the poem, and secretly pinched Jun Moran's palm.

Jun Moran smiled helplessly, didn't explain anything, just fed her cherries: "Eat more sweet ones, it won't be sour."

...Hua Raoyue rolled her eyes at him, who is sour, she is just jealous!

After eating his cherries, Hua Raoyue was no longer jealous.

After a round of rounds, more than half of the people gave up. It was Hua Raoyue's turn to write a poem again, and Hua Raoyue recited another poem: "Last year today, in this door, the peach blossoms on the face of the person are red. I don't know where the face is going. The peach blossom Still laughing at the spring breeze."

"Okay!" As soon as Hua Raoyue's poem came out, everyone immediately applauded.

Hua Raoyue's poems were so good that many people abstained in embarrassment, but two literati followed.

Finally, it was Concubine Zhu's turn. Her poems were still full of affection, but it was a pity that she didn't dare to make poems. It was so affectionate that Jun Moran didn't even raise her eyes to look at her.

It was Hua Raoyue's turn again, Hua Raoyue blinked and recited another song.

"When the peach blossoms, it burns its flowers. The son of the peach is returning home, and it is suitable for his family. The peach is young, and there is a truth. The son of the peach is returning, and it is suitable for his family. The peach is young, and it is Ye Zhenzhen. The son of Yugui , Yiqi’s family.”

"Okay, okay!" Everyone applauded, even those who don't understand poetry now feel that the poem is very good.

"What a poem!"

"Good literary talent!"

"Princess Yan is amazing!"

Everyone praised Hua Raoyue, and those women finally turned their attention back to Dou Shi.

A few more people gave up after that, and it was Concubine Zhu's turn again. She glanced at Jun Moran who was on Hua Raoyue's body, and finally gave up.

Her poems are indeed not as good as that woman's, so why should she humiliate herself.

After this round, there were only two new champions, Lu Zheng and Hua Raoyue, left.

(End of this chapter)