After rebirth, the crazy beauty was favored by the gloomy prince

Chapter 6 Poetry Party

"Cough cough cough..." Feng Yici coughed a few times. The dust was too heavy and he was a little uncomfortable.

"It's windy outside, please take pity on me! Send His Highness to my tent, and have someone burn a few more charcoal fires inside."

"Your Highness, please." Nan Yi watched Feng Yici enter the tent, then she picked up her sword and led the soldiers in training.

Until the sun set, Feng Yici walked out of the tent, thinking that it was time to return to the palace. He saw Nan Yi waving a sword under the setting sun. She was very high-spirited and led the soldiers with her resolute eyes. She had grown up as a child.

It's time for me to protect her.

"Your Highness, please go back to the palace." Nan Yi walked over and said, throwing the sword in his hand to Fu Min next to him and putting on his coat.

"Um…"

Back in the palace, it was already dark. After dinner, Feng Yici was reading with a book. Nan Yi tidied up the bedding and took off her clothes. When she raised her eyes, she met his eyes. There was a hint of ambiguity in the atmosphere.

Awkward.

"I'm going to sleep first." Nan Yi quickly lay down and closed her eyes, but she always felt like there were eyes staring at her, making her very uncomfortable.

"Why do you have to sleep in separate beds? Do you want to protect yourself like a jade for Fenglanhua?" Nan Yi felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this. It had reached this point. He still didn't trust himself, so he had to get up and take the quilt and pillow.

Go to bed.

"Okay, let's go to bed." Feng Yici really didn't expect her to be so aggressive, but he thought she was a bit cute. The hearts of people who practice martial arts are indeed very open-minded and simple.

When Nan Yi woke up early the next morning, there was no one around him, not even the temperature. After asking the maid, he learned that Feng Yici had spent the whole night reading in the east study room, fearing that he might not be able to bear it, so he stewed it.

chicken soup.

"General, today the Prime Minister's Mansion held a poetry gathering. His Highness the Second Highness and Miss Nan were invited to go. I'm afraid their purpose is not pure."

"I understand." After saying that, Nan Yi nodded thoughtfully. The imperial examination will be held after the new year. His Majesty also handed over the imperial examination matter to the prime minister. He will hold a poetry meeting at this time, and there will definitely be many people coming to the imperial examination.

I'm afraid it won't be easy for students who take the exam.

After breakfast, Nan Yi went to the east study room and watched Feng Yici flipping through a page in the book. Going to the poetry club with her literary talent would indeed be embarrassing, but Feng Yici had excellent literary talent, so she had to ask him for help.

Not only did she need an invitation, but she also needed him to accompany her there. It was hard to ask for help.

"What's the matter, General?" Nan Yi hesitated for a few seconds and saw the invitation on the table. It turned out that the Prime Minister's Mansion also invited him.

"It's nothing, actually..." Feng Yici looked at her embarrassed look, feeling a little confused and hesitant to speak. He didn't know what she had in mind.

"Yeah?"

"I would like to accompany His Highness to the poetry meeting at the Prime Minister's Palace, is that okay?" Nan Yi said with courage, and smiled.

"Come over after lunch." Feng Yici raised his eyes and glanced at her, only to see her eyebrows and smile. Who knew what she would do in this poetry meeting, and she was still looking forward to it.

Watch her leave.

After lunch, the two of them went together. As soon as they entered the house, the heat that hit their faces was very different from the temperature outside. The prime minister was afraid that the wind and Yici would catch the cold, so he placed many heaters inside, and everyone present immediately got off.

Kneel down and say:

"Meet His Highness the Crown Prince——"

"Meet the Crown Princess——"

It wasn't until Feng Yici sat down in the position that symbolized the highest status, and Nan Yi sat next to him, that he spoke:

"Get up."

"Thank you, Your Highness, Crown Princess——"

Nan Yi quickly spotted Fenglanhua and Nanxi Kou in this group of people. He looked at Nanxi Kou's petite and cute appearance, wearing a pink dress, which made people very fond of her. Although she was a concubine, she was a talented woman.

Her name is close to her, and no one has ever looked down upon her. Otherwise, how could she deserve to step into this poem?

"Today's poetry meeting gathers many literati, and the poems will surely amaze everyone! You can freely express the meaning of the title, who would like to mention the first poem first?" the prime minister said.

"I would like to come first." After saying that, a man wearing linen clothes walked out, picked up a brush and wrote on the paper. The words were very powerful and beautiful. After writing four lines of poetry, he put down the pen and began to read:

"The west wind blows the waves in the old Dongting, and Mr. Xiang's hair turns white all night long. When he is drunk, he doesn't know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars!"

"What a drunken person who doesn't know the sky is on the water. The boat is full of clear dreams and the stars are overwhelming! What a poem!"

"Mr. Jiang is so talented that he will definitely become famous in the imperial examination in the next year!" Looking at his arrogant look, he has a bit of a scholar's character.

This poem made many people admire it. After listening to so many poems, Nan Yi felt a little tired and yawned. She felt it was as boring as listening to the Book of Heaven. She might as well go to the camp to train the soldiers.

"Why don't you ask His Highness the Crown Prince to compose a poem?" The Prime Minister asked, and naturally many people responded. Feng Yici wrote a poem, and Feng Lanhua's voice sounded during the discussion:

"Brother Huang's poems are a bit lacking. If they were love poems written to General Nan, they would be useless!" Feng Lanhua's tone was very sinister, and then he continued:

"Does General Nan also think that Brother Huang's poems are not as good as the ones I wrote to you?" Nan Yi's thoughts had already wandered to nowhere. When he suddenly asked him, he responded hurriedly:

"Your Highness's sincerity is thousands, ten thousand times better than yours!"

"Really? Why don't we give it a try?" Feng Lanhua's words were a bit out of place, which would inevitably make Feng Yici embarrassed, but he just couldn't get angry. How could a loser deserve to sit firmly in the position of the prince? How could he deserve to give up?

Nan Yi supported her, and she was the woman who admired him the most. But now that she heard her say that she was not as good as Feng Yi Ci, she felt very unwilling.

Everyone was waiting to see the show.

"Absurd! Lan Hua, do you want everyone here to see the royal family's joke?" Feng Yici stood up, took Nan Yi's hand and walked out. He was unsure. He was not afraid of losing to Feng Lanhua, but was afraid of losing to Feng Lanhua.

Nan Yi was moved by a few of his poems and changed his mind.

"We can't leave now!" Nan Yi didn't want to listen to the Heavenly Book for a long time, only to fall short in the end.

"Do you still want to stay and listen to your lover compose poems for you?! Do you like him that much? The poetry meeting is just for him, right?!" Feng Yici really didn't expect that she and Feng Lanhua would put themselves in such a difficult situation.

If you make a mistake, the poetry meeting is fake, but beating the mandarin ducks yourself is real.

"Feng Lanhua has won over the Prime Minister, and His Majesty has handed over the imperial examination to the Prime Minister. Today he held a poetry meeting, don't you understand?! Feng Yi Ci!" Nan Yi devoted herself to him, but could not get his trust, which made her feel a little chilled.

"Go back to the palace." Feng Yici had expected it a long time ago, otherwise why would he come, but he didn't expect that she really had no other intentions and misunderstood her, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.

"Go back to what palace? Go back to the palace! Go back by yourself!!!" Nan Yi shook off his hand angrily, glanced at Fu Min, motioned for him to stay and observe, and walked out quickly.

The first poem in the article comes from Tang Wenru's "Inscribed on Qingcao Lake in Longyang County". I can't write it. If you are interested, you can find Du Niang~

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