Hearing this, Yunli took out his handkerchief and wiped his tears from the corners of his eyes. He forced himself to keep up his spirits and asked, "in this case, my sister would like to walk around with me and look at the flowers in the imperial garden."

Lou Zhiwei nodded, "this is nature."

Seeing this, Bai Hong stamped her feet in a hurry. She wanted to stop her but couldn't think of a way to stop it. Seeing the two people walking away side by side, she could only catch up in a hurry.

In the morning, just under a spring rain, drenched with flowers, dew and smile.

The two people walked on the corridor bridge, under which are flowing cups and winding waters. One is in white and the other is in red. They are in sharp contrast. Each has its own style and is not inferior to the other.

All of a sudden, Yunli pointed to the budding flower path not far away: "sister, look at that bunch of Sichuan Red, gorgeous color, after a few days of flowers have opened, must compete for gorgeous, strong pressure group Fang."

The sound of sweet and glutinous is like a layer of honey, which makes Wei's scalp numb.

She looked up and followed her hand and rolled her eyes.

What Sichuan Red, NIMA a a bunch of crabapple, but also can make so many literary words, affectation.

She had an idea. She changed her serious look and said, "well, the princess is right."

The Ganoderma lucidum nearby suddenly squeezed the Wei of the building for a moment and said excitedly, "the princess is full of talent. Why not write a poem about this scene?"

When no one noticed, her hand brushed under the wide sleeves of Lou Zhiwei.

Cloud glass shallow smile, modest way: "glass son talent shallow, I'm afraid let everyone laugh, just make a song."

Lou Zhiwei thinks she has to push back for two times. She didn't expect that she should go down so soon. It's really It's speechless.

After a while, a sad and graceful poem was written: "the new green is heavy among the branches, and the red is hidden in the small bud. Cherish your heart, do not spit lightly, and teach peach and plum to make spring breeze. "

Lou Zhiwei shakes her head and listens. In her heart, the little white flower compares herself to Begonia.

Before she could speak, there were bursts of laughter in the distance.

"Good poetry!"

"The princess is really talented."

Following the sound, a group of princes and grandsons are coming towards this side, and the leader is Zhuo Jinshu, who has lived in purple and gorgeous clothes.

I don't know how much they heard, but judging from the reaction of the people, Yunli's poem should have been heard completely.

Yunli also saw Zhuo Jinshu, and his white face suddenly turned red. He said in a strange way: "Your Highness is here. Don't make a noise. It's clear that you want to see others make a fool of yourself!"

"How can you make a fool of yourself? It's too late for the palace to be pleased."

The gentle voice almost drowns people, but this does not include the Lou Zhiwei standing next to her.

She looked at Zhuo Jinshu and said with a smile: "well, what a coincidence, your highness, where did you come from and where are you going?"

Zhuo Jinshu frowned, "can you not always put on such a disgusting expression?"

Lou Zhiwei shrugs her shoulders and doesn't think so.

Eyes over, suddenly saw a tall and thin figure. The broad silver silk dark pattern Xiangyun robe is morbid white, and even whiter than the cloud glass.

He didn't say anything. He didn't even look at this side. However, he was particularly outstanding among the group of princes and grandsons, which made people see clearly at a glance.

Sick and cold, the whole body is a thrilling beauty.

"Now that Princess Yunli has finished her poem, has the lady of the building opened our eyes?" Suddenly someone in the crowd suggested.

However, this proposal did not get many people's support, but it attracted a lot of slight ridicule.

Who doesn't know Lou Zhiwei's reputation, let her write poetry? It makes people laugh off their big teeth!

Most of the people present have been to the banquet of Shangsi Festival. Naturally, they have seen Lou Zhiwei's startling dance. But she's a tiger girl at least. She can dance a sword, so she can write poems? I'm afraid we can't hold out a word at this time tomorrow!

"Brother Wang, I think I'd better not embarrass Miss Lou. It's getting late. Let's break up I don't know who in the crowd said.

The former man said, "we have already seen Miss Lou's amazing talent. She is just a doggerel. Surely it will not defeat her, right?"

"Well, let's see the feelings of Miss Lou!"

"Miss Lou, please?"

Zhuo Jinshu saw that people's mood was getting higher and higher. There were some mocking and sarcastic tones among them. He was not angry. Instead, he looked at Lou Zhiwei with a smile, as if waiting for her to make a fool of herself.

For some reason, he felt that this woman became more and more annoying, especially when she was forced to retreat, she always had a way to fight at the last minute.

The more tenacious she is, the more he wants to destroy her!

"If it's difficult to be gracious, I won't refuse." He reached out and made a "please" sign.

Other people see Zhuo Jinshu's opening, they all look at the Wei of the building.Being baptized by people's eyes, Lou Zhiwei felt that she was really flattered. She cleared her throat twice and said, "in this case, I'll make a doggerel."

Many people chuckled when she said this.

However, she did not think of it. She opened her mouth and said, "when winter goes to spring, on March 8, I will kill all flowers after blooming."

The hissing stopped for a moment, and everyone was quiet.

I've never heard of Lou Zhiwei's name as incompetent and useless firewood. How can I know that her behavior has completely changed people's previous impression of her.

This poem, like her people, is full of bitterness. It is totally different from the affectation of the daughter's family, but a kind of wanton and magnanimous feelings.

The audience can't help but look forward to the final finishing touch.

How could she know that the Wei of the building glanced at Zhuo Jinshu, then looked back at the increasingly ugly cloud glass. She snapped her finger and said, "look at the spring breeze in the sword play with the Lantern; the weeping willows and the purple road press the Tang flower!"

The words fell into silence.

Everyone is silent, no one dares to see Zhuo Jin Shu's expression.

What he is wearing today is a dark purple costume, and just now Yunli also wrote poems to compare with Begonia.

This It's embarrassing.

"Well Cough... " In a silence, only faint can hear someone's light cough sound, as if really sick.

Zhuo Jinshu clenched his fist in the wide sleeve.

"Lou, Zhi, Wei!"

Yunli had already been red with shame and indignation. Her tears fell down, but she couldn't say a word.

"Why look at me with this look and say it's just a doggerel. Don't think about impure places."

All of you If you say that, we will think more about the impure places.

Lou Zhiwei is about to look up at the sky and laugh three times. Suddenly, Ganoderma lucidum's exclamation comes from behind.

"Princess!"

When she turned her head, she saw Yunli's face fall down pale, and her lips were faintly blue and purple.

"Princess! What's the matter with you? " The cry of Ganoderma lucidum is sharp enough to pierce the eardrum.

Zhuo Jinshu quickly rushed to this side.

In the chaos, I don't know who called out: "it's poison! She's poisoned

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