Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

"This evil devil!" Mu Honghai whispered. He knew it would be like this. He shouldn't have let her participate at all. He foolishly let her sit in his donkey cart. It's just

Mu's face! It's all gone!

For today's plan, only Xi'er can count on!!

Mu Honghai sat there with his fingers pinched against the hot eyes of the people. He was afraid that one couldn't control himself and rushed to the stage to drag Mu Yun down and slap his ears.

Mu Yuxi, who was sitting in the challenge arena, did not expect that her Mu family's "big miss" opened such a big skylight on the final venue of the poetry Conference! Don't laugh!

Originally, she planned to kill Mu Yunlu with a lot of poems, but now she doesn't even have a chance to kill herself. Mu Yunlu killed herself by herself, which is simply

I don't know what to say.

Princess Yongle didn't laugh at Muyun this time, because in her opinion, Muyun is really a ridicule, which is to praise Muyun.

"I didn't hear what Prime Minister Zhang said. Why did you let her sit there and get down." the prince didn't laugh at Mu Yunlu, but ordered the slaves around him with a cold face.

This kind of person is out of the way.

On the contrary, it was the party Mu Yunlu, a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. Looking at the two slaves who came up and asked her to go down, Mu Yunlu raised his hand and stopped them from approaching. He raised his eyebrows to Prime Minister Zhang and said loudly, "prime minister Zhang, you said I would be eliminated if I were eliminated. Why?"

Prime Minister Zhang was so angry and happy. Why? Don't you have a little self-knowledge?

"You can't write poetry at all. Go on." I didn't want to say more to her.

Mu Yunyu smiled, "I can't write poetry? Isn't it poetry I do? I'm not convinced. I'll ask the Minister of rites. Is the proposition of this question lotus?"

The Minister of rites nodded, "yes, make a poem with the title of lotus."

"Then I ask you, is the lotus a lotus?" Muyun continued.

The Minister of rites nodded again, "lotus and lotus are a kind of flowers, although lotus is also divided into water lilies..."

The Minister of rites had to continue, but he was interrupted by Mu Yun, "don't say so much, just ask if you are a flower."

"This... Yes." the Minister of rites acknowledged with great self-restraint.

This time, Mu Yunyu nodded, "since the lotus is a lotus, that's right. Where in my poem is not a lotus? The first sentence, 'I'll enjoy the Lotus', isn't it, isn't it!! well, if you have to say that the lotus and the lotus are not one kind of flower, I'll change it to' I'll enjoy the Lotus'!"

"Prime minister Zhang, what's wrong with my proposition?" Muyun turned to question Prime Minister Zhang.

Prime Minister Zhang Cheng was really. Fortunately, he didn't have any disease. Otherwise, he would have to be angry on the spot by Muyun. "Well, you said it was about lotus. I can't bear to admit it. Is it called poetry? Is it called poetry?"

"Why don't you cry?" Mu Yun looked surprised. "Is doggerel not a poem? Read it to me, doggerel, oil and poetry! What's the last word? The word 'poetry'."

Prime Minister Zhang was choked by this forced explanation. He could only point at her, shake his fingers and say, "you are unreasonable, unreasonable!!"

But crooked reason is also reason!