People became concubines in another world

Chapter 41 The Upcoming Poetry Meeting

Shen Wanwan also learned very fast. By noon, he was able to whip five whips in one breath, and the ground was trampled to pieces by Shen Wanwan.

"Princess, how long have you practiced from five breaths to one breath?" Shen Wanwan asked with a chuckle.

Song Baiyue said lightly: "My son-in-law, you are a man, do you want to compare yourself with a woman? Besides, you are my wife."

"What? I didn't seem to hear what the princess said just now. Say it again."

Song Baiyue also spoke quickly, and then said in a deep voice: "My son-in-law, concentrate on training and don't think about those children."

Seeing the princess's forceful support, Shen Wanwan shrugged: "Okay, let's start the next martial art."

"My son-in-law, the next martial art is called Tianlingbo, and it is a first-class martial art."

Shen Wanwan's eyes lit up after hearing this, and finally came a superior martial skill.

"Tianlingbo's destructive power is extremely strong, but the disadvantage is that it is easy to be seen through, so as to guard against it. Therefore, under normal circumstances, it is not recommended to use Tianlingbo as the main attack. First, it is easy to dodge, and second, it consumes more spiritual power."

Half an hour later, Shen Wanwan's hands condensed into a small sky wave, which was thrown back and forth like a small ball, and Mr. Li was terrified when he saw it. If it fell, the yard would be gone.

Song Baiyue once again lamented the talent of the son-in-law. If the son-in-law had cultivated well from the beginning, he would probably be the youngest top ten by now, but it was not too late now, sooner or later he would be among the top ten of Qingyun Kingdom.

"Okay, let's stop practicing here today, let's go have lunch first." After speaking, Song Baiyue stood up all over, with a dignified and elegant gesture.

Shen Wanwan looked at the princess's back and sighed that this is the way stunners are.

When we came to the lobby, a delicious lunch had been prepared. Although he was very hungry, Shen Wan maintained an elegant state.

"My son-in-law, let's eat." Song Baiyue picked up the white jade chopsticks and picked up a piece of green vegetables.

"It's okay, let the princess eat first, or I'm afraid I'll be gone later." Shen Wanwan kindly reminded, after practicing all morning, now I feel like I can kill a white cow.

"It's okay."

"In that case, then I'm not going to be polite." After saying that, Shen Wanwan began to sweep away, not because he was hungry, but because he felt that his body needed this kind of supplement.

Song Baiyue was shocked when she saw Shen Wanwan eating like this, even worse than yesterday.

"Director Li, prepare some more meat." Song Baiyue called softly.

"It's the princess, this old slave is going to prepare now."

Shen Wan smiled with the beef between his hands: "The princess is really considerate."

"Cultivation consumes physical energy, eat more." As he said, he personally picked up a piece of beef and put it in Shen Wanwan's bowl.

This scene stunned the surrounding maids. This should be the first time the princess took the initiative to serve food for the concubine after getting married. Oh my god...it feels so loving.

Shen Wanwan was also a little surprised, but he felt that the princess was acting, so he was not so moved, but he still paid back to the princess.

"Princess, you have worked hard too, eat more."

Song Baiyue looked at the beef in the bowl, frowned, but still said softly, "Thank you son-in-law."

"Hou Dongyu will come to the imperial capital in a few days." Song Baiyue picked up a small piece of rice and put it into the small mouth of the cherry to chew slowly, but Shen Wanwan found that the beef he gave her was placed by the side of the bowl , did not touch.

I knew she was acting.

"I don't know." Shen Wanwan said casually, continuing to eat, not starving himself.

"A few days ago you competed with his disciples, have you forgotten?"

"Remember, did you mean that you were hit to death by a carriage when you went out like that? It's really tragic." After finishing speaking, Shen Wanwan felt remembered, looked at Song Baiyue and asked, "You're talking about that Kong Huang's teacher ? Hou Dongyu, what kind of poetic soul do you call yourself?"

Song Baiyue nodded slightly and said: "Yes, when Hou Dongyu came to the imperial capital this time, one is to attend the birthday of the emperor, and the other is to hold a poetry meeting before the birthday, and you indirectly killed his favorite student, son-in-law, I'm afraid... "

"Princess, what do you mean by indirection? It's because he doesn't look the way, so blame me?"

"Even so, I still died because of you."

"It's unreasonable."

"If it weren't for the poems written by the son-in-law, the pens of these literati would have attacked you long ago."

Shen Wanwan shrugged indifferently: "So that poetry fair, are you going?"

"I'm not going, you are going."

"Why should I go, I won't go." Shen Wanwan was speechless, killing someone else's student by himself, wouldn't that be a grand feast.

The point is, my daughter-in-law pushed herself into the fire pit, saying that she murdered her husband.

"Mo Yue will go too."

"I want to meet this poetic soul waiting for Dongyu." Shen Wanwan said seriously, isn't it just a small poetry meeting, I can recite poems to death, and this little princess even used her childhood sweetheart to stimulate me ,Okay.

Song Baiyue said in a low voice: "My son-in-law, my father's birthday is less than one month old, so let's just get used to it."

"Princess, aren't you afraid that something might happen to me?"

"My son-in-law, I have confidence in you." Song Baiyue looked up at Shen Wanwan, her beautiful eyes revealed a sense of trust, which warmed Shen Wanwan's heart.

He also used beauty tricks on himself, and used them at night if he had the ability.

"If you eat that piece of beef, I will believe you." Shen Wanwan looked at the piece of beef in Song Baiyue's bowl.

Song Baiyue said softly: "I'm a bit angry when I come in, you should eat it, son-in-law, it's hard to practice." Song Baiyue gave Shen Wanwan a handcuff.

Shen Wanwan laughed lightly, he really knew how to make excuses.

"Then eat more vegetables, and go to the fire." Shen Wanwan picked up a leaf of vegetables and put it into Song Baiyue's bowl.

"My son-in-law, I ate so much meat today, and I should eat more vegetables. A combination of meat and vegetables is the only way to be healthy, so I feel relieved." Saying this, he handed it to Shen Wanwan again.

you are awesome!
One day, I will chew it up with my mouth and feed it to you!

"We practiced poems in the afternoon. Hou Dongyu is best at composing poems and painting. Given his seniority, he can only say a few words about you in words. He won't seek revenge on you because of Konghuang. It's a shame, but he can let those disciples Come."

"Although the poems written by the son-in-law are very good, they will not challenge your strengths, and will choose other ways to humiliate you."

Listening to the princess' analysis, Shen Wanwan felt that this was indeed the case. He could memorize poems easily, but let himself draw and play the piano...he hasn't hit this type of card yet.

Seeing Shen Wanwan's serious face, Song Baiyue said softly: "From now on, I will practice in the morning and practice poetry and poetry in the afternoon."

"It's Princess Lao."

"I just hope that the son-in-law will not run away from home at will in the future."

Shen Wanqian: "..."

This princess is too difficult to deal with.

After lunch, the two came to Taolin, mainly because Shen Wanwan wanted to come.

(End of this chapter)