Dongchen Jin nodded calmly, "I also want to see my seventh brother first."

The queen nodded, Dong Chenye waved his folding fan, and the little prisoner immediately opened the scroll. Everyone's eyes lit up, and they all began to read the words on it.

When autumn comes, on the eighth day of the ninth month, all the flowers will bloom, the incense will reach the sky and penetrate the imperial capital, and the city will be filled with golden armor.

The poem is majestic and majestic. Look at the words again. They are free and easy, not arrogant at all!

How could such words and phrases be written by King Ling who always played with flowers?

The whole place was silent.

Su Yunran frowned slightly. This was written by her, but she didn't know how she got to Prince Ling. Thinking back carefully, she thought that the two of them had collided just now and the scrolls fell to the ground. Maybe it was

I must have taken it wrong at that time.

Suddenly meeting Dong Chenye's questioning eyes, she slightly curled her lips. Since it was such a sensation, she didn't want to take the poem back.

The prince's eyes suddenly became sharp. Prince Ling had always given people a cynical impression. Although his subordinates controlled the illness of the imperial guards in the capital, people did not have any fear of him.

But today's poem has to make people look at him with admiration!

You can write such majestic sentences when you are appreciating flowers. Look at the sentence "The city is full of golden armor"!

He clearly wanted to make this imperial capital, and even the entire Chuyun Kingdom, his world!

"Mother!" Dong Chenye hurriedly came out to explain that he had always kept a low profile and that a prince born from an unpopular concubine could reach his current status. Of course, no one knew how much effort was required behind it. Originally, he

He just wrote a pure poem about chrysanthemums, but he didn't expect it to suddenly turn into this. He was keenly aware of the change in the prince's eyes when he looked at him, and he suddenly screamed in his heart that it was bad!

"Seventh brother is outstanding in talent! I'm willing to give you the upper hand!" Suddenly, a crescent-white robe jumped into everyone's sight, Dongchen Jin's sweet and jade-like voice slipped through the eardrums, and with a few words of Yun Danfeng, he replaced Dong Chenye's hurried sentence just now.

After being covered up, everyone seemed to have been deceived, and everyone forgot what King Ling wanted to say just now.

The queen clapped her hands and praised, "Ye'er! I always thought you were stubborn and difficult to teach, and never studied your lessons carefully, but I didn't expect you to be able to write a poem like today. I am really happy! Who is here?

Now, take that pot of Chang'e under the moon that Liyue Kingdom paid tribute to and reward it to King Ling!"

After the queen finished speaking, a palace maid immediately brought out a pot from among the chrysanthemum bushes. I saw that one chrysanthemum flower was quite handsome, with jade-colored branches, white leaves, and thousands of petals that were all transparent, except for the middle part.

A little bit of pistil has a little bit of carmine. Such a variety is really rare in the world!

Dong Chenye's eyes flickered, and he looked deeply at the smiling Su Yunran several times, and finally bowed his head and said respectfully, "Thank you, Queen Mother, for the reward! I will definitely send someone to take good care of you."

Good! Very good!

Since the little beauty wants to play, he doesn't mind accelerating the game. He, Dong Chenye, has always loved both beauty and the country. He will let her know who is the strongest man! When the time comes, the country will be the one to hire, and the world will be the same.

Is there any woman who would not be tempted?

Su Yunran was a little surprised that Dongchenjin would actually take the initiative to help her frame Dongchenye. Wasn't this person always aloof and aloof from the world?

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