Fast time travel: The paranoid villain is sucking in my arms

Nan Xiao raised her lips and smiled, "What do you think?"

[The host is also very mysterious...]

Xiaobai began to think deeply. He had just thought of using aphrodisiacs when he was excited, but looking at it now, it was unlikely.

The host has no aphrodisiac, only laxatives.

By the way, laxatives!

Xiaobai laughed first in respect: [Hahaha, this is good, this is great!]

Nan Xiao was given laxatives and the dosage was increased.

She has lived in the modern world, and she also knows the poems Nan Qianqian said.

No matter which song Nan Qianqian wants to recite, it is something created by the poets' hard work and painstaking efforts. Either their careers were not smooth, or their talents were not recognized, or they were praising the sorrow of the times, and every word reveals their own feelings.

.

This is something that belongs to them alone, not a stepping stone for Nan Qianqian to pursue fame and fortune.

Therefore, she had to stop this.

There was singing and dancing in the hall, and the Emperor Tian Sheng, who was sitting at the top, said some words of ceremony, and finally drank the wine in the cup, and the courtiers also drank the wine in their hands.

Nan Xiao noticed that the old Taoist priest had also arrived. He was sitting not far from the head of Tian Sheng Emperor. He was sitting in an upright posture and exuding the aura of immortal Taoism all the time.

After that, there are a group of princes, princesses, and concubines from various palaces.

After three rounds of drinking, Nan Qianqian couldn't wait to show off, and immediately gave Rong Qi a wink.

Rong Qi received her look, raised his glass and stood up. He had already taken off his mask and showed his true face, and his appearance was considered handsome.

"Father, today is your birthday banquet. I would like to wish you that your father will be as blessed as the East Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains."

After saying that, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Okay! What Qi'er said is good!" Tiansheng Emperor laughed and drank the wine in the glass.

Taking advantage of the fact that Tiansheng Emperor was now delighted, Rong Qi quickly revealed his purpose: "Father, not only my son, but also my concubine Nan Qianqian also wants to bless my father. She wants to compose a poem on the spot. Come here."

Congratulations to my father on his birthday."

When the courtiers heard this, they were all shocked.

"Really or not? Composing poems on the spot is very difficult. No literati in our Heavenly Holy Kingdom has ever been able to do this."

Everyone's eyes were focused on Nan Qianqian. She smiled proudly and walked to the center of the hall with her head held high, enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention.

At this time, someone suspected: "It's fake. Not to mention how difficult it is to do this. Just to write poetry, you need to have a profound literary foundation. How can she, a little girl, do it?"

Nan Qianqian smiled coldly and walked up to the man.

"Oh, I am different from those pedantic women who only want to please your men. I can compose poetry, and every word of my poetry is classic."

How can it not be a classic? The poems she wants to write have been tested by thousands of years of time.

Thinking of this, Nan Qianqian smiled confidently: "I only need to take three steps to compose a poem that will be famous throughout the ages."

The courtiers were shocked again, but the faces of the female relatives present were ugly. What does it mean to please a man?

They, the matrons of the house, take care of everything in the house in an orderly manner, and they don't eat for free at all, okay?

They are different from the concubines who served people in Israel.

And this woman actually compared them with concubines. She was really arrogant!

Several ladies present were already thinking about how to deal with Nan Qianqian after the banquet.

Nan Qianqian's words were too ridiculous. Some people shook their heads and sighed in disbelief, while others were very excited.

"Girl, if you have this ability, show it to us. Don't just talk but don't do anything."

Nan Qianqian smiled sweetly and took steps slowly.

In ancient times, Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps, but now, she only needs three steps.

I had already memorized Li Bai's "Journey into the Wine" before. Nan Qianqian felt a little regretful that she had memorized this powerful poem too early, and it would be more appropriate to recite it now.

Now, she can only do the next best thing and memorize the song "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall".

Nan Qianqian walked three steps under the gaze of everyone. Everyone held their breath and saw her smiling and opening her mouth.

"Puff puff puff puff——"

Nan Qianqian's smile suddenly solidified on her face.

Everyone was stunned.

If they heard correctly, those few sounds just now...were they farts?

Three steps...to fart?

"Puff puff puff puff——"

The sound continues.

For a moment, everything in the hall was completely silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

"Mom, mother, that sister has diarrhea, why can't she show mercy?" A young child pointed at Nan Qianqian and said in a childish voice.

Everyone looked at Nan Qianqian as a reflex, only to see dirt behind her. Everyone frowned and looked away in disgust, fearing that their eyes would be dirty.

The old Taoist priest frowned and shouted loudly: "Here comes someone!"

Immediately, two guards held their breath and tried to pull Nan Qianqian out, trying to pull her out.

Nan Qianqian endured the discomfort and shouted: "I won't leave the palace, I don't want to leave the palace."

The opportunity she had been waiting for so long was just to enhance her reputation at this banquet and become a literary giant. By then, everything she wanted would be at her fingertips.

Why give up?

Nan Qianqian struggled hard, but Rong Qi couldn't bear it anymore. She had lost such a big face, and she was his concubine. Where should he put his face in the future?

Rong Qi now regrets bringing her here.

"Take her out quickly!"

"Brother Qi..."

Nan Qianqian cried and struggled to no avail, and was eventually taken down.

"Mom, mother, that sister has grown so big and yet she is still afraid of Chu Gong. I am younger than her and I am not afraid, so am I better than her?" It was that little child again.

These words were full of childlike innocence and made everyone laugh. The previous embarrassing situation was also buried with laughter.

Among all the people, only Nan Xiao was the calmest. Even Xiao Bai was laughing, almost to the point of losing his temper.

Xiaobai started laughing when Nan Qianqian farted, and he hasn't stopped until now.

【Hahaha, I was laughing so hard.】

Nan Xiao slowly raised the tea cup, blew gently, and curled up the corners of his lips, "When it's over, I brushed off my clothes and hid my body and name. It's really a good poem."

After this incident, everyone tacitly agreed not to mention it again, and the banquet continued.

Nan Xiao vaguely felt that something was wrong, and glanced at the old Taoist priest again. This time, the old Taoist priest noticed her appraising gaze and stared back coldly.

Nan Xiao didn't take it seriously. The look in his eyes didn't scare her. She turned around to chat with Mr. Nan.

"Father, has Rong Jing looked for you in the past few days?"

Mr. Nan nodded with deep meaning in his eyes.

"Is he going to come here?"

Mr. Nan looked surprised: "How do you know?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly covered his mouth, feeling a little annoyed that he couldn't let it out.

Nan Xiao looked at him quietly.

She also knew that Rong Jing planned to rebel at this banquet, and Mr. Nan also participated.