The Stunning Concubine Yuling: The National Teacher begged to be brought down

Chapter 222 Are You Drunk

"Of course I will go first!" Feng Wanyu had been forced to the edge of the cliff by Ling Qingyan at this moment, her mind was in a mess!
Only the desire to win is extremely strong!
"We make a poem out of wine!"

Feng Wanyu wrote a song first, which immediately attracted the exclamation of everyone!
"As expected of a rare talented woman in the Feng family, she is really amazing!"

"This feeling, this phrase... I admire it!"

Feng Wanyu accepted the exclamations from the audience with satisfaction. Although she had already heard enough, she became more and more complacent when she heard it today, especially in front of this arrogant Ling Qingyan!

She felt even more superior, and looked at Ling Qingyan with words in her eyes, "Hurry up and admit defeat!"

But Ling Qingyan's eyes were empty and devoid of any emotion, which made her even more angry, and she was so angry that she gritted her teeth!

Bai Yu and Chen Qiaoqiao are members of Ling Yu Academy, but at this moment they can't wait to cheer for Feng Wanyu!

They looked at Feng Wanyu expectantly, and only hoped that she could vent their anger on their behalf!
Ling Qingyan's unhurried attitude really annoyed Feng Wanyu, "Why are you delaying time here on purpose, if you know how to compose poetry, hurry up and say..."

Ling Qingyan glanced at Feng Wanyu, and suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with poetry, "Have you ever drunk?"

Feng Wanyu shook her head, "Have I ever drank, what does it have to do with writing poetry?"

Ling Qingyan smiled, but in Feng Wanyu's eyes, this kind of smile was full of ridicule!
Ling Qingyan ordered someone to bring a glass of wine, she knew she couldn't drink enough, she would get drunk if she drank too much!
She just licked it lightly with her tongue, and the aroma of the wine rushed into her nose, with a strong aroma!
Such a small taste, but it is quite good!
With alcoholism, she began to compose poems.

But this poem doesn't look like a poem at all, it doesn't rhyme, it's not neat, and its antithesis is not neat!

Feng Wanyu already felt that Ling Qingyan had profaned the word "poetry", "I said, are you drunk?"

Ling Qingyan glanced at Feng Wanyu with drunken eyes, and was still telling a story, a story related to wine, this is the real story of Ling Feifei, the adopted daughter of the Ling family, so it is natural to tell it sincerely, and then it is more sincere and touching !

When she was speaking, she seemed to regard herself as Ling Feifei, and through the drunkenness, she felt more and more empathetic!
After the story was told, everyone was in tears, even Feng Wanyu was moved!

"I take back what I just said, but you are not called poetry at all, and you still lose in the end!"

"Don't stick to the form of anything..." Ling Qingyan blinked, "Feng Wanyu, you just pay too much attention to the form and ignore other more important things. You want to use wine to write poems, but you don't care about it at all." If you didn’t taste the wine, how would you know what wine tastes like, and those verses are just your fantasy!”

When she said this, she looked at Nangong Ting!
She seemed to be saying to him, "You have never tasted love, how would you know that you have completely lost all emotions and desires, and you will never fall in love with someone?"

Nangong Ting and her gaze intertwined in the air, and for the first time, the empty heart felt filled!
Feng Wanyu was silent for a while, "Well, this round is considered a draw!"

"I agree!" With Yan Qingcheng's words, who would dare to say "no"!
(End of this chapter)