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Chapter 369 Nangong Xun Is Not Simple

Jinghua liked Nangong Xun's arrival very much. As the saying goes, it's better to come sooner than later. If someone interrupted at this most critical moment, the Bu family must be very angry.

Jinghua looked at Bu Qingxue calmly, and sure enough, she looked at him with hatred.

Seeing Jinghua like this, Nangong Xun's eyes were a little doting, and then he walked towards Eunuch Quan and said indifferently: "I heard that you chose Miss Six from the Bu family?"

Jinghua was not worried when he heard the words, Nangong Xun was on his side anyway.She just needs to wait patiently for the result.Eunuch Quan was stunned for a moment, thinking that the Fifth Highness usually looks very gentle, and he probably would not have objected to the selection of the concubine, but now it seems that it is beyond people's expectations.He looked at the emperor with some confusion.

The emperor was also a little stunned. He thought that Nangong Moli should be the one who wanted to stop the selection of concubines, but now it was Nangong Xun who had always been gentle.

He waved his hand, and Eunuch Quan passed the rice paper in his hand to Nangong Xun.Nangong Xun saw at a glance that the rice paper on the top was Bu Qingxue's.

I saw a boudoir grievance poem written on it.Not very good either.The handwriting was also very common. Nangong Xun looked up at the ministers and said with a smile: "Miss Sixth of the Bu family's calligraphy is very common, and His Highness doesn't like this poem. I don't know why the ministers think her calligraphy is the best. where?"

Faced with such a question from His Highness the Fifth Highness, the ministers were embarrassed on their faces.They don't know that Bu Qingxue's calligraphy is ordinary.But the people in the prime minister's mansion didn't want to offend them.And compared to other women, the identity of the sixth miss of the Bu family is still very suitable for His Highness Fifth Highness.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Nangong Xun's gentle face faded, and then he suddenly threw the rice paper in his hand into the air.

The snow-white rice paper floats in mid-air like feathers.When the surrounding ministers saw his movements, they couldn't help taking a sharp breath in surprise.

Nangong Xun slightly hooked his lips, and that look was even more elegant and handsome.The white rice paper floated around him, constantly spinning around him.Jinghua raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect that Nangong Xun's cultivation was not weak, she thought this man was a medicine pot.

The rice paper surrounded him, Nangong Xun's eyes were like lightning, until he saw a piece of rice paper and then his eyes flashed, he reached out and took out the rice paper, then turned to look at Dugu Jinghua.

Eunuch Quan is also looking at her with those round eyes at this moment, it seems that His Highness the Fifth Highness has found out.With Miss Jinghua's talent, it is very difficult to keep His Highness Fifth from noticing her.

Seeing His Highness the Fifth Highness looking at Dugu Jinghua, everyone couldn't help being embarrassed.

"You wrote this poem." Nangong Xun pointed to the words on the rice paper.Jinghua smiled slightly, that word was written by himself, besides himself who can write such a font, who else in this world?

That font is the wild cursive style of Tangcao calligraphy master Huai Su that she used.

Such fonts are undoubtedly novel and rare in the eyes of Tenglong people.Looking at the rice paper in his hand, Nangong Xun felt that it was a treasure.Such a font is difficult for him to match.

So fresh, it seems that if this font is spread to the outside world, it will be another innovation for the calligraphy world.

"Of course it is." Jinghua admitted without pretentiousness: "Is it because my handwriting is too scribbled, His Highness Fifth can't read the words on it?"

Nangong Xun looked at her and smiled softly: "Although your font looks scribbled, it is like smooth flowing water, which makes people feel comfortable. I can still recognize the little poems on it."

(End of this chapter)