The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 364

Her empty hands trembled slightly, trying to restrain herself from picking up the chopsticks that fell on the ground.I buried my head in respect, "His Royal Highness, forgive me."

"It's not a big deal, let's eat."

"Yes." Xiangling tightened her hands holding the chopsticks, and countless dark lights flashed in her eyes.

My whole heart was in my throat, and I didn't dare to look at it, let alone think about it.

The envoys enjoyed the lunch in Fuyunlou, and everyone went to the arena slowly after eating.

Feng Canglan and Zong Zhengyu followed the large army.

Back in the carriage, Zong Zhengyu began to popularize science for Feng Canglan, the youngest master in the literary world, Qin Mian.

"This Qin Mian is known as a genius. He thinks differently from normal people. He is good at composing poems, couplets, and calligraphy."

"Does Lan'er plan to participate in all three or just choose one?"

"Just choose one." Her goal is to win four championships in the four major divisions, and it is naturally best not to affect other players.

"Then Lan'er intends to..."

"Couple." Couplets are better. If she writes poems, she will have to memorize three hundred Tang poems. If she speaks out, she will definitely be regarded as the author. The original author of the poem may not be able to hold back the coffin board.

Classical Chinese or something, her weakest piece!
"can."

When the carriage arrived at the arena, Feng Canglan and Zong Zhengyu parted ways.

Zong Zhengyu went to watch the competition area, Feng Canglan turned around and went to the competition reserve area, and bumped into Jun Shiyu who came in after turning around.

I don't really like this person's dead and gloomy aura, but the opposite is the prince of Tianyang Kingdom, and she still has the courtesy that she should have as the regent princess of Xingyun Kingdom.

Feng Canglan pursed her lips and nodded, as if she had greeted Jun Shiyu.

Turning around to leave, a voice suddenly sounded from behind, "Wait a minute."

Feng Canglan turned around, Qiu Shui's eyes were full of doubts, "What's the matter with Prince Shi Yu?"

Her eyes stopped on the other person's face, she didn't know if it was an illusion, she felt that the current Prince Shi Yu was different from usual.

In the past, Jun Shiyu's eyes were empty and lifeless, without any color, and his whole body had the feeling of a dead ghost.Today's Jun Shiyu has light in his eyes, which can reflect the beauty of the world.

There is no breath of death and silence, but the faint smile on the corner of the mouth is even more creepy.

Once he accepts a person's setting, he will feel that something is wrong when he acts abnormally.

Feng Canglan was distracted for a moment, and the coldness on her lips pulled her back from her thoughts.

She shrank her pupils, looked at the person who was close at hand, rubbing her lips with her fingertips, and subconsciously looked towards the viewing area.

Zongzheng Yufeng's eyes were stained with hostility, and the gloom between his brows was particularly frightening.

Feng Canglan's desire to survive erupted, he jumped back to distance himself, and was about to reprimand the other party.I heard his cold voice, mixed with an imperceptible softness, "You have something on your lips."

"Ah?" Feng Canglan licked his lips subconsciously, intending to clean up what was on his mouth.

Jun Shiyu's half-closed fox eyes were full of sadness, seeing Feng Canglan wipe it with his palm after licking it, he said slowly, "I just wiped it for you."

Wipe her?

Boss, don't mess with me!
She could feel Zong Zhengyu's terrifying and hot eyes now.

Jun Shiyu's actions just now can be as intimate as they are ambiguous, after all, she is also a married woman!
You really don’t have to come in person, just tell me!
Feng Canglan didn't dare to look at Zong Zhengyu's stinky face, so she glanced there from the corner of her eye.

Seeing his gloomy complexion, looking at this side as if his eyes were poisoned, Feng Canglan, who had a burst of desire to survive, pulled out an awkward smile that was uglier than crying, "Prince Shi Yu told me that this is the princess."

"You don't have to do it yourself, the husband in the family is a jealous jar, and now the vinegar jar has been overturned."

Feng Canglan mentioned that she was a married woman by name, and reminded the other party not to be too intimate.

She was afraid to go back at night!Zong Zhengyu, that dog man, is talking about it!
"The game is about to start, I'm leaving first." Feng Canglan hurriedly walked, as if Jun Shiyu behind him was a plague.

Looking at the running back, Jun Shiyu kissed the finger that brushed Feng Canglan's vermilion lips just now.

A bunch of cold eyes shot at him, Jun Shiyu squinted his eyes, turned a blind eye to the gloomy and violent eyes on the other side, and turned to walk to his place.

Feng Canglan's fox eyes were gloomy with what Feng Canglan said just now to deliberately distance himself.Pale fingers rubbed lightly, eyes half-closed as if recalling something.

"How long has it been?" The relationship is so good.

Complicated eyes flashed across Xiang Ling's eyes, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

In the afternoon, the competition begins.

Feng Canglan sat in the crowd and listened deafly, how could he explain this to Zong Zhengyu after the game.

Headache!

Does this Jun Shiyu have a grudge against her!Or to avenge Xiangling!He came here to mess with her on purpose!
"The last game begins."

"Compose poems first, then compare couplets. The answers need to be written by yourself, so calligraphy is integrated into it."

Oh, this is the so-called exam to write neatly, and then get the paper score.

Feng Canglan lacked interest, dragging her snowy cheeks with both hands.

The first round was poetry writing, Feng Canglan did not participate.

As for who is better at writing poetry, it is a matter of benevolence.The same poem, people think it is good, the examiner may think it is not good.

Some people like artistic conception, some people like realism.

All the contestants were standing on the field, but the foreign aid Qin Mian invited by the Fourth Prince did not appear on the field?

Feng Canglan was curious, and the fourth prince was also puzzled.

He chased after Qin Mian and suppressed his voice, "Why don't you participate?"

Qin Mian's eyes drifted, and after sweeping in a certain direction, he said softly, "I promise you to win the next crown."

"I won't participate in the poetry writing, I will do it in the next round of couplets."

"Two championships in the same sector are fine!"

Qin Mian raised his eyebrows, silently.

The Fourth Prince could only shut up, "The Eldest Prince messed up, but we can't continue to mess up." Otherwise, this time Yueye Kingdom really won't be able to win even one crown, and that would be a real shame.

"Don't worry." Qin Mian said two words lightly, and the fourth prince had no choice but to leave.

This Qin Mian used to go to school with him, and they were considered friends.

Later, as he grew older, Qin Mian became even more outstanding in literature, leaving behind his peers in the same period.He also became the youngest master recognized by the literary world.

In the mouth of the parents, other people's children.

It's a pity that Qin Mian's family was engaged in business, and there were countless gold and silver treasures, but those people in the literary world didn't like him very much, even though he was known as a ghost.

Those sour scholars felt that Qin Mian's family was a businessman, and his body smelled of copper, but they had to admit the other party's talent in writing.

When attacking, they can only use their family background as an excuse.

The competition on the field was thrilling, but off the field Qin Mian looked at a part of the reserve area indifferently.

The second-rounder next to him saw that he was looking at something all the time, and wondered, "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Qin Mian withdrew his gaze, his voice was flat, "I just saw someone who looks like an elder."

(End of this chapter)