Cold king's poisonous spoiled concubine

Seeing this, Lin Wan asked aloud first.

"Hmm? What good idea does Miss Lin have?" Princess an looked at Lin Wan suspiciously.

"Since the leader always needs a reward, otherwise there will be no fun?" Lin Wan said, and the people echoed, indeed.

There must be a reward to work hard.

"That's reasonable. Since it's true, the princess will reward the jade pendant given by the emperor. The texture is excellent." Princess an said and nodded to the servant girl behind her.

As a host, we should really do our best to be a host.

The crowd was in an uproar, and many women's family members showed envy. They couldn't help feeling that Princess an was really rich and powerful. The jade pendant given by the Holy Lord can be taken out as a reward.

Shen Zhuohua sat there indifferently and looked sideways at Shen An'an and Lin Wan on one side. They were both meditating.

"It's time to start." Princess an nodded to the servant girl behind her, and the incense on one side suddenly slowly raised green smoke.

Seeing this, they also picked up their pens and wrote their own poems on white rice paper.

Shen Zhuohua's talent is obvious to all. Some people just focus on participation, that's all.

As time passed, Shen Zhuohua looked nervous at Shen An'an, and his anxious sweat immediately fell on his face. He smiled at the corners of his mouth, but didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

Sitting on one side, Fu Pingyan saw Shen Zhuohua's confident appearance. A touch of pride flashed in his fierce eyes, but disappeared in an instant.

After a joss stick, the incense of the censer has been extinguished. Princess an and Fu Pingyan look at a pile of paper around them.

"Time is up." the Lord of an County smiled, sat on the main seat, picked up one side of the article and looked through it a little.

Shen Zhuohua is indifferent to tasting tea, as if talking about something that has nothing to do with himself. Shen An'an and Lin Wan look at each other, showing a touch of loss from each other's eyes.

I hope that even if I can't win the first place, I don't want Shen Zhuohua to win the first place.

After a incense stick.

"Little Marquis has a favorite poem?" Princess an read the last poem in her hand, deliberately sold it for a pass, and looked at Fu Pingyan around her.

"The Marquis felt that the deep heart of the Marquis of the 'Mulan' by the eldest lady of the Shen family was also in line with the situation in front of him." Fu Pingyan looked at Shen Zhuohua with a indifferent tone and no trace at the end of his eyes.

After that, Princess an took Shen Zhuohua's to make peace. To be fair, she was indeed the leader, "I think it's good too." then she nodded and looked at Shen Zhuohua with great satisfaction.

Princess an then winked at the servant girl behind her. The servant girl immediately understood and announced that today's leader was Shen Zhuohua.

The crowd was also in an uproar. Some people felt that Fu Pingyan was suspected of being partial, but no one said it and didn't have the courage.

"Hum, what's the big deal? It just depends on the relationship of the little marquis."

Shen Zhuohua took over the jade pendant sent by Princess an's close mother. Lin Wan's complaint sounded in his ear. Not only Shen Zhuohua heard it, but even Princess an's mother heard it clearly, and Xiumei couldn't help frowning.

Looking at Shen Zhuohua, he saw that her complexion was the same and there was no dissatisfaction. He looked high at her in his heart.

Then he returned to Princess an and whispered the story.

Princess an's attitude towards Lin Wan also changed when she twisted her willow eyebrows. Is this to blame her injustice? Think of here, looking at Lin Wan's eyes are also less warm and more despised.

Near noon.

"Mammy, the meal is ready?" Princess Ann looked at the people sitting on the chairs and said this to each other. She whispered about the shortcomings of their works.

"Princess, half a column of incense can open the dinner." mammy said in a voice of only two people.

Princess an nodded and looked sideways at Fu Pingyan. She was meditating there, "little Marquis, what are you thinking?"

"Ben Hou was just thinking that the lotus can open and tie lotus." Fu Pingyan casually pulled an excuse and looked at the window of Fengya Pavilion. He could just see the lotus in the pond.

"This is a rare lotus, but it's not impossible, but the princess hasn't seen it yet." county Lord an also looked at the lotus in the pond.

When they heard their conversation, the topic shifted to lotus.

At this time——

I don't know who suddenly said, "lotus is the most realistic lotus painted by Xu Qing."

The words fell, and there was a ripple in everyone's heart.

"Speaking, I don't seem to see Xu Qing. In the past, he liked poetry most." Zhao Zhiming said, looking at Shen Zhuohua opposite.

She looked the same, as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with herself.

Fu Pingyan saw Zhao Ziming in front of him. His eyes narrowed. The cold on his body was very strong, "Wooden Eagle."

"Subordinates are here." wood Eagle said coldly.

"You go..." Fu Pingyan whispered in muying's ear, and saw muying retreat.

Relying on the recent Gu Jingrun, he couldn't help being frivolous. He mourned for Zhao Ziming and provoked such a bad star as Fu Pingyan.

Shen Zhuohua listened to the ridicule of the man opposite, calmly picked up one side of the tea and took a sip.

"Miss Shen, you and Xu Qing used to like fighting poetry best. Why didn't Xu Qing come today?" Lin Wan behind saw Shen Zhuohua holding Princess an's jade pendant in his hand.

I'm jealous. I just want to find her unhappy.

Fu Pingyan looked at Lin Wan and felt that this woman and Shen An'an were really the defective products of Yao's birth. His mind was one thought.

"Miss Lin, you care about Xu Qing so much, don't you like him?" Shen Zhuohua's voice was neither humble nor high, and heavily put down the tea.

"You... What are you talking about? If you want to say that the relationship is close, you are close to him." Lin Wan's face turned red and hurriedly denied it.

"Miss Ben and Xu Qing are just fighting poetry at the poetry meeting. That's all. It's like everyone here shows their literary talent to each other. As for Miss Lin, as a girl in the boudoir, it can be seen that Mrs. Lin's upbringing is general."

Shen Zhuohua glanced at Lin Wan and fought back impolitely.

"Miss Shen's words are reasonable. If she wasn't dirty in her heart, she wouldn't say such words today." Yu Miao rose softly behind, and her voice was full of contempt.

"Yu Miao, you did it on purpose, didn't you?" Lin Wan couldn't sit still and looked at Yu Miao behind him coldly.

"Miss Lin, you should pay attention to your words and deeds. If this gets out, how can you get married?" Yu Miao is a few years younger than her and is not old enough to get married.