The quiet life of a princess

Chapter 209 Appreciating flowers and composing poems, the entertainment of the ancients (4)

Li Meier smiled lightly.

That force grabbed Xia Chenxi's heart.The little thing shouldn't leave the palace, she can't fight anyone who wants to hurt her.

The golden camellia swayed violently, one, two, three petals lost their attachment, and fell silently.

Xia Chenxi stared at Liu Yiting distressedly.Her weak back seemed to be swaying in the wind. She squatted down and picked up a petal lonely.

Xia Chenxi closed his eyes, what is so difficult about writing poetry?He wanted to open his mouth to relieve her.

Liu Yiting said calmly: "One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces..."

Everyone looked at Liu Yiting.Li Wenxuan, who was intimidated by Li Meier, regained his emotions at this time, and the folding fan shook lightly, as if to blow away the restlessness and panic in his heart.

Liu Yiting uttered the first sentence, the second and third sentences were also simple, but the problem was the fourth sentence, which she couldn't remember.She was stalling for time, trying to recall Ji Xiaolan's digital poems, although they did not praise camellias, they were all about flowers in terms of scenery.It's much better than Shen's tacit defeat, and the poems where the bull's head is wrong with the horse's mouth.

"Five pieces, six pieces, seven, eight, pieces..." Liu Yiting spit out the number word by word, and picked up a petal.Standing up, looking up at the blue sky, the petals were held high, and under the sunlight, she squinted her eyes, and the petals of golden camellia were shining golden.

White clouds slowly drifted past, covering the sun's brilliance.

Everyone is waiting for her next sentence and the next sentence.

Li Meier chuckled without saying a word, she was mocking Liu Yiting.Li Wenxuan looked directly at Liu Yiting.Suzaku doesn't know poetry, but counting is really hard to associate with writing poetry, so she can't help but start sweating for Liu Yiting.

Xia Chenxi stood quietly, unable to see his thoughts.

Liu Yiting's forehead was sweating, she really couldn't think of it, her mind went blank, and the more she needed to think, the more her mind became uncontrollable.

"Nine pieces..." She turned her head.

"Ten pieces..." She saw the contempt in Li Meier's eyes, and saw that Suzaku was more nervous than she was.

"Ten, one, one..." She decided, rolled her eyes, and pretended to be dizzy.

(End of this chapter)