Empress Master: Don’t go too far, evil disciple!

"The disciple blesses the empress master, the longevity is Yongkang, and the longevity is boundless;

In front of the empress, the third senior sister Su Xuanxuan looked quite nervous, but the crisp words still made the two empresses happy.

"Good boy, how did you learn to flatter, who did you learn from?

Lu Aoshuang grabbed Su Xuanxuan's delicate little hand, quite affectionate.

"This is not flattery, it is the sincere blessing of the disciple, this is what Senior Brother Xiao taught to the apprentice. As

soon as he heard that it was taught by Xiao Yilang, Lu Aoshuang's face suddenly converged a little, and he looked at Xiao Yilang, will this rebel still pat himself on the back?"

"

'Heh, don't change it, this rebel is really perfunctory.

Lu Aoshuang nodded lightly, her expression was neither salty nor light, and her attitude towards Su Xuanxuan was very different.

This made Su Xuanxuan feel shocked, and sure enough, Shizun was still very dissatisfied with Xiao Yilang.

has abolished his cultivation, how can he give him a good face.

This made Su Xuanxuan feel sympathetic again.

In fact, Xiao Yilang is flirting with the eighth junior sister, she can still understand it, after all, men are more lustful.

At this time, Xiao Yilang turned to the female emperor's patriarch Zu Mingyue.

At this time, Zu Mingyue's heartbeat accelerated to the extreme, I don't know why this happened, but it was not free, uncontrollable.

A faint flush flashed on her delicate face, and Zu Mingyue stared at Xiao Yilang, who seemed plain and insipid to outsiders, but in fact, her eyes were deep and dire.

She worked hard to stand up in the proud valley, striving to attract Xiao Yilang's attention.

Sure enough, Xiao Yilang's eyes couldn't help but look at her valley, which made her blush and heartbeat, and she couldn't help but feel extremely proud.

'Look, look, I'll just show you one person, watch it for a lifetime.' The

disciple recently made a poem dedicated to His Highness the Sect Master.

As soon as they heard this, Lu Aoshuang and Su Xuanxuan were stunned, Xiao Yilang could also compose poems,

which was unheard of.

"Oh, what kind of poem, let's hear it.

Zu Mingyue panicked for a while, her heart trembled, isn't this just a disguised admission that he can compose poetry?

Last time, he said that the poem was not written by him, and now he is composing poetry again, this man is so good at teasing people, I like it so much.

"White arboreal crows in the atrium,

" "cold dew silent wet osmanthus." "

Tonight, the moon is bright, and everyone is looking at it,

" "I don't know who the autumn thoughts are."

Xiao Yilang slowly read out the verses, Lu Aoshuang's eyebrows frowned slightly, and her beautiful eyes flowed, and she was surprised.

This poem is so neat and neat, and it is extraordinarily master-like, and it is impossible for a person with rich literary talents to make such a good poem.

This is a homesick poem, with a strong nostalgic taste in the words, and it is a beautiful poem.

Turning his gaze to Xiao Yilang's pleasing figure, Lu Aoshuang was a little annoyed in his heart.

'Isn't it obvious that the rebel is so perfunctory in his blessings to himself, how can he actually send a poem to the sect master?

At this time, Zu Mingyue's delicate body couldn't help trembling, savoring this poem, isn't this a subtle praise for her beauty everywhere.

Yueming, isn't it her name Mingyue.

Tonight, the moon is bright, her beauty is overwhelming, and indeed everyone is looking up to her beauty.

I don't know who Qiu Siluo is, isn't this just a question sentence, is this a hint of who the person she misses every night is?

Thinking of this, Zu Mingyue's delicate face turned red, this poem is too explicit, isn't it teasing her.

This Xiao Yilang is really necrotic.

Cold dew silently wet osmanthus, oops, shame to death...

Zu Mingyue's delicate body trembled, and her cheeks were hot for a while, this man, it's so good.

"Xiao Yilang, what reward do you want?"

for a long time, Zu Mingyue whispered.

"Disciples don't want to reward, as long as the sect master is happy.

Xiao Yilang said chicly.

This scene fell into the eyes of the empress master Lu Aoshuang, and her eyes widened.

'Rebel, if you don't want the suzerain's reward, you will rob the treasure of the teacher, right?

Su Xuanxuan was also very surprised, the sect master rewarded him, but he refused, it was really unbelievable.

Zu Mingyue was a little lost in his heart, sure enough, it was impossible for a hidden powerhouse to lack that reward, maybe he didn't look down on his reward at all.

This made Zu Mingyue not know how to please Xiao Yilang in her heart.

And Xiao Yilang's meaning is already obvious, he wants to hide in the world, he doesn't want to be too ostentatious, and he blindly rewards him. On the contrary, it was too public, and it was indeed reckless.

"Alright then, the poem is very good, you go down.

Xiao Yilang respectfully stepped back and returned to the table, where several other senior sisters looked at him in amazement.

I really didn't think that Xiao Yilang, a handyman, would be able to write poetry.

At the other table, the Holy Son Huo Baiying also got up to toast, and Zu Mingyue just smiled faintly and sent him away.

This made the Holy Son Huo Baiying a little depressed.

Although the Empress Master's reaction was the same as usual, she always felt that her attitude towards Xiao Yilang was completely different from her own.

Maybe the master is still not satisfied with his performance in the secret realm.

Huo Baiying thought like this, and was relieved.

In the audience, the elders at the table naturally heard Xiao Yilang's poems, and they were all amazed, and the aftertaste was quite wonderful.

"Isn't it just poetry, and so will I. At

the other table, Wu Gaoqiang said unconvinced.

"Senior Brother Wu can also compose poems? Come on, come on, let's listen.

For a while, all the disciples looked happy, and they were all riveted, ready to slap their ass.

"Since everyone wants to hear it, I'm going to make a fool of myself. I

saw Wu Gaoqiang stand up and clear his throat.

"Let's go pee together. "

You, pee a line. "

I, pee a pit.

Wu Gaoqiang finished reading the poem impassionedly, and the surroundings were suddenly silent.

"Good poetry, good poetry.

"Yes, yes, this verse is so good, close to life, it's really wonderful. "

Senior brother's poems are simply unbeatable, vivid, and empowering.

For a while, everyone raised their glasses and praised.

Wu Gaoqiang's face was full of pride, and his poems were too charming.

His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of more than a dozen middle-aged and elderly people at the elder's table.

"Elder Wu, is this a poem written by your grandson?"

"emmm, don't say it's bad, it's really quite poetic, hehe." "

Haha, what a dog... Oh, it's really good poetry, good poetry. A

group of elders looked at an old man with mocking eyes.

At this time, Wu Changchun's face was already full of black lines, and his face was gloomy.

It's really embarrassing that I'm a dropper, and I'm embarrassed, and I don't even know it.

The venue was happy, so happy, there were various reward quizzes in the middle of the field, for a while, it was very lively, and the atmosphere reached its peak.

At this moment, a panicked figure walked in outside the door, and saw that he quickly came to the front of the empress master and handed over a scroll.

Lu Aoshuang opened the scroll, and Ben's happy smile suddenly froze.

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