After settling down all the matters, Sun Ce spread out the jewelry that was about to be distributed to all beauties, and first picked some and put them away, and prepared to leave them for sister Yuan Quan. Yuan Quan was too concerned about the overall situation. Yuan Heng was young and probably was embarrassed to take it, but no matter what, their sisters had different identities and had to be different.

As Sun Ce expected, when he asked Yuan Quan to pick things up, Yuan Quan politely refused and asked Yuan Heng to follow Sun Ce. Sun Ce advised a few words, and saw that Yuan Quan looked bad, he asked, "What's wrong with this sister?"

Yuan Quan's face turned red and white, and he stopped talking. He looked at Sun Ce with an indescribable apology. Yuan Heng wanted to say it, but Yuan Quan stopped it and was anxious. Sun Ce was also anxious. "What's going on? Even if my sister regrets it, she can just say it directly. Could it be that I can force you? Isn't this boring in my heart?

"It's really nothing, but... I might break the appointment." Yuan Quan lowered his head and said in a vain: "I... are not very convenient."

Sun Ce stared at Yuan Quan for a moment, and saw a bowl of steaming ginger tea on the table next to him. He saw her quietly pressing her belly with one hand, as if she understood something. "Sister... are you here with a relative?"

"What...relative?"

"Oh, it's just a menstrual."

"That's not true, it's really a coincidence." Yuan Quan took a breath and said, "Is it a common saying of you Wu people?"

Sun Ce was also a little embarrassed. Wu Yuzhong didn't say that. He concealed a few words. "Have you ever asked a doctor to come?"

"There is no good doctor in the camp." Yuan Quan waved his hand. "It's okay, I know my own body. It will be better after these few days. But...ah, I felt a little uncomfortable yesterday. I thought I was tired from rushing to the road. I didn't think about it. I didn't expect it to be...Sun Lang, look..."

Sun Ce shook his head. "What a big deal. Sister, if the relationship lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? The days ahead will last longer, not in one or two days. Will you... be very painful?"

"Well, I've been like this, and I'll be in great pain every time. Time is uncertain. Sometimes it's early, sometimes it's delayed. This time it's five or six days ahead. If the love between the two is long, how can it be like day and night? Good sentences, good sentences, who wrote this?"

Sun Ce blinked. "I forgot that a scholar can't remember his name."

"It's a pity that you can't remember the name with such a literary talent. If you could read his article, you might be able to get some fun and it wouldn't hurt."

“Can you still feel pain relieved after reading articles?”

"A good article is OK. When I was in Luoyang before, I often read "Chu Ci" and "Li Sao", and occasionally I read articles from the world."

Sun Ce suddenly had an idea. "Is Cai Boyi's article OK?"

"Mr. Cai is a great scholar of the times, so his articles are of course good. I often read them at that time."

"Wait." Sun Ce turned around and came out of the tent, returned to his big tent, and found some of Cai Yong's manuscripts from a box. This was copied from Cao Cao's house, and it should be something that Cao Cao often played with. Cao Cao was very close to Cai Yong, and his good poems were written to make some of Cai Yong's contributions. Sun Ce didn't care what kind of manuscript it was. Anyway, he picked them up and returned to Yuan Quan's tent.

Yuan Quan looked through it and felt a little regretful, so he took out a volume of bamboo slips from it. "Apart from these articles, they are all old works I have read."

Sun Ce looked at it and smiled. "This is probably not Cai Boyi's work, but Cao Mengde's work." Although he didn't know much about poetry, he had paid attention to Cao Cao. The "Guanshan Du" in Yuan Quan's hand is the first poem in Cao Cao's collection. Since it was written together, the other poems should be Cao Cao's own works. Yuan Quan was a little surprised and looked through it. "I didn't expect that Cao Mengde was so worried about the country and the people, but he took a look."

Sun Ce smiled and said, "Well, there are really not many people in this world who know him. Forget it, although his poem is good, it may not be suitable for you to read now. Otherwise, I will recite a poem for you to hear?"

"You can still recite poems?" Yuan Quan blurted out.

Sun Ce laughed and said, "It sounds like my sister looks down on me a little bit. She can recite a few songs. Just do this, I will recite one song. As long as you haven't heard it, you can kiss me. How about it?"

Yuan Quan hated Sun Ce for a moment and held back his smile. "A dignified general, he is not ashamed of being a joke."

"So, did you agree? You are not allowed to cheat. I will give you the one you just now." Sun Ce sat cross-legged on the table, took Yuan Quan over and hugged him. Yuan Heng was on the side, and Yuan Quan couldn't hide his face, but he couldn't resist Sun Ce, so he had to lean on him. When Yuan Heng saw it, he held his cheek with his hand, leaned on the table with a smile, blinked his big eyes, waiting for Sun Ce to recite the poem, and looked at Yuan Quan from time to time.

"This poem talks about Altitus and Vega. Strictly speaking, it is not a poem, but should be called long and short sentences, or song lyrics. Listen to it, the clouds are tricked, the flying stars are spreading hatred, and the silver and the darkness of the silver. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world..."

Sun Ce finished memorizing slowly. Yuan Quan was already confused and murmured: "When the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world. It is indeed a good sentence. What kind of talented man can write such a good sentence."

"Have you heard it?"

"I'm ignorant and have never heard of it."

"What are you waiting for?" Sun Ce turned his face, pointed at his cheek, and said with a smile. Yuan Quan blushed and pushed Sun Ce. When he saw this, Yuan Heng covered his eyes with his little hands and giggled, "Sister, I just don't look at you. Don't drive me out. I still want to hear the general recite poems. This is a rare opportunity."

"Hurry up, hurry up." Sun Ce urged.

Yuan Quan was so amused that he could only lean up and peck Sun Ce's face. A red cloud flew on his face, and then he whispered softly. Sun Ce said with a smile: "Sister, don't do this. I'm just pushing the ducks on the shelves. I'm so nervous that I'm sweating all over, why don't you touch it."

"You..." Yuan Quan couldn't help pinching Sun Ce's arm. Sun Ce didn't hurt either. He cleared his throat and recited another poem by Li Qingzhao. "If you should be a hero in life, you will be a hero in death. I still miss Xiang Yu, but I will not cross the Yangtze River."

Yuan Quan stopped smiling and looked solemn. "This song is not good, Sun Lang, this song is especially bad for you. The words are like prophecies, you should be careful when you speak. Such poems are not suitable for you to listen to. Xiang Yu is not a good object of imitation, but more like a master. You must always remind yourself to be cautious and not to show off your courage."

Although Sun Ce didn't think so, he nodded. "Then change another song."

"Although poetry is not good, it is rare for you to listen to it." Yuan Quan took the initiative to put Sun Ce's neck and kissed him in the face.

Sun Ce hugged Yuan Quan, shook it gently, and suddenly sighed. "Sister, although Xiang Yu is not an excellent leader, at least he is still a dedicated person, and only Yu Ji is in his heart. Compared to him, am I too greedy?"

Yuan Quan looked at Sun Ce in surprise, and nodded when he saw that he didn't seem to speak. "You are indeed a little greedy, but Xiang Yu is not a kind of person. If he really loves Yu Ji, without other women, how could Yu Ji die until he dies and not become his queen, or even a concubine?"
Chapter completed!