Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

No. 2 stared at Muyun from a distance, with a disdain on his face.

Mu Yun's eyes were twitching. Which eye did he see her seducing him?? Don't be too narcissistic!

Mu Yun took back her eyes and decided not to look at the mentally retarded. Instead, she slowly opened the black oil paper umbrella on her leg and supported it on her head.

Her action stunned everyone!

What the hell is this? What does it mean to hold an umbrella in the competition?

"Nanny, it's not raining again. What does she mean?" Ye Qing was stunned and looked up at the sky. The sun was shining. It didn't look like it would rain.

Nanny is really embarrassed to say that Miss umbrella is to protect the sun

Only hesitated: "Miss, where can we slaves understand when we do things?"

The Minister of rites looked at Mu Yunyu strangely. Before he spoke, he was swept by Mu Yunyu and said, "I don't think anyone stipulates that you can't hold an umbrella in the competition, do you?"

The Minister of rites wanted to say no. after all, who the fuck would do this kind of moth in such an important and serious competition. However, the Minister of rites resisted the first foul language in his life and nodded, "yes, the poetry conference did not stipulate that you can't take an umbrella."

Similarly, you can bring a kitchen knife to the game. It's impossible for anyone to list this wonderful rule.

"Well, let's start the competition." Muyun nodded, as if she was the Minister of rites who presided over the competition!

The Minister of rites choked for a while. He just felt that after living for so many years, he had to feed the dog for self-restraint, but fortunately, there was a little face skill in the essence of the Minister of rites in public. He didn't want to see the wonderful work of Mu Yunyu again, waved his hand and said, "submit the first question."

When Muyun got the envelope, she opened it and took a look at the letter paper inside.

——Identify a seven character poem from the following twelve words:

Shen, Xiang, Xing, Ming, mu, Chao, Hua, Cun, Zhe, Yao, Mai, Tong

Mu Yunlu picked her eyebrows. She knew every word on the paper, but she couldn't see a flower from these words!

"Scholar." Mu Yun's mouth didn't move much, but she whispered two words between her lips and teeth. The light wind almost dispersed, but the white paper man she had carried to her cuff heard the sound.

"In..."

Where are you???

What's the answer? She wasted all her strength to get the scholar. She didn't want this word.

The words "answer and case" squeezed out from between lips and teeth, with some gnashing of teeth.

"Oh, oh, sorry, I was distracted just now... The question should be: shepherd boy pointing to Xinghua village!"

The last few words were very confident. Without any hesitation, Mu Yun directly picked up his pen to write this sentence, and then handed it to the Guozijian students behind him.

When he handed in the answer, Mu Yunlu had a moment and asked the scholar, "what did you see just now?"

"... I see... Cousin Xi." the scholar's words are very complex, but it's still very easy to distinguish the deep nostalgia and reluctance.

It's not surprising that I saw my old lover.

I just don't know if Mu Yuxi has any friendship with her cousin... Mu Yun glanced at sitting on the chairman of the challenge with a clear face. I'm afraid Mu Yuxi doesn't have her cousin at all.

Alas, my heart shines on the moon, but the moon shines on the ditch