Unremarkable Big Brother

Lu Changsheng spoke slowly.

This is a poem by Xin Qiji.

Among them, Xiangru Fu refers to Sima Xiangru.

It roughly means that Gillian of Nagato Palace is looking forward to being summoned again, but the appointment with Jiaqi has been repeatedly delayed.

The only thing to blame is that she is too beautiful to be envied by others, even though she spent thousands of dollars to buy Sikong Xiangru's famous gift, but who is she going to confide in this affectionate love.

She admired Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, but dared not tell him.

But in the world of Xianxia, ​​there is no Sikong Xiangru, no Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Liu Che, no Feiyan Yuhuan, and there is no Gillian who guards Nagato Palace.

But even so, this poem is still unbelievably beautiful.

And in this moment.

In Mingyue Ancient Square.

An anomaly appeared.

In the lobby, an illusory palace appeared. A beautiful woman held a copy of poetry in her hand. She waited affectionately for her beloved. Inside Nagato Palace, it was silent, lonely, and somewhat lifeless.

Except for this beautiful woman, everything, there is indescribable loneliness and loneliness.

Her eyes were full of love.

She admired Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, but she dared not tell him.

"A thousand pieces of gold buys a match like a gift, and whoever complains about it."

Soon, these visions disappeared.

Everyone couldn't help being intoxicated by the poems.

Everyone saw Gillian in Nagato Palace, and everyone felt Gillian's love.

"Good! Good poetry!"

"As expected of Senior Brother Lu, this level is simply much better than mine."

"Although I didn't understand the meaning of this poem, I probably understood after seeing the vision just now."

"Senior brother Lu is worthy of being a contemporary literati!"

"But it's not right, Senior Brother Lu, Fairy Nanqin's topic is, Admiration and Missing, you don't seem to be able to answer the question?"

Some people are curious. Although they know that Lu Changsheng's poems are excellent, the problem is that they should not be asked.

However, at this moment, a voice sounded.

"What do you know? Senior Brother Lu's poem is written for the Linglong Saintess. Isn't the title of the Saintess about admiration and daring?"

Someone spoke and a word awakened the dreamer.

In an instant, everyone was stunned.

It was obviously Fairy Nanqin who invited Lu Changsheng to compose a poem, but Lu Changsheng actually wrote a poem for Linglong Saintess first.

This operation is simply a master of love.

The fight between women is extremely terrifying. Maybe whoever you pour a glass of water for first can become a fuse.

Sikong Nanqin took the initiative to invite Lu Changsheng to compose a poem, but Lu Changsheng first compose a poem for Linglong Saintess. What does this mean?

In a woman's heart, this meant that the Linglong Saintess was better than Sikong Nanqin in his heart.

But Sikong Nanqin can't be angry yet, he can only be jealous.

If you get angry, don't you lose face?

This trick is simply exquisite.

hiss!

Ziqing Shengzi was the most shocked. At the same time, he recalled that before, he actually said that Senior Brother Lu didn't understand women. For a moment, Ziqing Shengzi couldn't help being silent.

It was not Lu Changsheng who really didn't understand women, but himself.

In a tall building, in a private room.

After the Linglong Saintess finished listening to Lu Changsheng's poem.

Can't help being slightly surprised.

Sikong Nanqin took the initiative to meet Lu Changsheng to compose a poem. To be honest, she was inexplicably unhappy.

But after Lu Changsheng wrote this poem, Linglong Saintess felt extremely joyful for some reason.

However, she didn't know that the ruthless her had emotions at this moment.

"Junior Sister Yunrou, I don't know if this poem is satisfactory?"

Lu Changsheng chuckled lightly.

To be honest, he didn't know Sikong Nanqin or Sikong Nanqin at all. When two women were fighting, Lu Changsheng would naturally choose to help someone he knew.

So what if Sikong Nanqin is beautiful?