An Ning turned around and sighed in her heart. She knew that it would not be that easy to leave. In her previous life at this time and place, she was embarrassed and ridiculed in every possible way.

In her previous life, it was exactly at this time that she was discussing poetry with a group of noble ladies in the imperial garden. She was obviously full of talent and knowledge, and had read many poetry books, but when it was her turn to compose a poem, she could not compose it. After that, the whole Kyoto was spread.

Miss An of the General's Mansion has no talent and no talent. This rumor has been circulating for a long time, and it was not until her highlight moment was arranged in the plot that this rumor was dispelled.

That's fine, let's make peace with it as it comes.

The person who just spoke was Xu Qingyu, the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Palace, who was also the prince's cousin. If her father had not asked the Holy One for a marriage, the position of the prince's concubine would have belonged to Xu Qingyu.

"Miss Xu."

Xu Qingyu was actually surprised in her heart. In the past, An Ning, who was so submissive, had such a big change after being ill. However, she did not show any surprise on her face, but said in a soft tone: "Since Miss An is here, come with us

Let’s enjoy the scenery together in the imperial garden, recite poems and paint.” She paused and continued: “And Miss An and Miss Ruan, let’s come together.”

An Yue just watched this scene and sighed in her heart that it was indeed a battle between the heroine and the major female supporting characters. Before she could recover, she was suddenly called out, and she subconsciously looked towards An Ning.

Ruan Qingcheng stood respectfully behind An Ning, also saying nothing.

Seeing that the three of them were silent, Ye Qingcheng said provocatively: "Hey, don't you dare, maybe there are still two idiots in the General's Mansion. And Ruan Qingcheng, tsk, I came from a small place, I didn't learn from you.

You can't live anything, let alone paint, you can't even look at paintings."

There were jeers all around.

Xu Qingyu signaled everyone with his eyes, and the laughter gradually stopped.

Just when everyone thought An Ning would refuse, An Ning sighed deeply, "Okay."

She walked up to the pavilion, and the two people behind her also followed. An Ning stood in front of Xu Qingyu, "What does Miss Xu want to play? Poetry? Painting? Piano?"

Xu Qingyu still smiled lightly, "It's all available, you can choose for yourself."

Anyue chose poetry, Ruan Qingcheng chose painting, and An Ning naturally chose the remaining piano.

The first is poetry.

Xu Qingyu serves as the question examiner.

"It's winter now, so let's use plum as the theme."

Ye Wanyan raised her hand and said: "Then I'll come first." She looked at An Yue proudly and said with disdain in her heart: Just a concubine, how can she write a good poem? Ye Wanyan thought for a moment and then said: "In the ice and snow forest

This body is not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust. Suddenly, a refreshing fragrance spreads all night, spreading like spring throughout the universe."

Everyone applauded, and Xu Qingyu couldn't help but sigh: "Sister Ye is a good poet."

"That's natural." Ye Wanyan said proudly. She has learned most about poetry and songs since she was a child. Who among the noble ladies in the capital can compare with her? She looked at An Yue provocatively, "It's your turn, Ye Er.

Miss."

Anyue twitched the corner of her mouth, comparing poems? Or plum blossoms? Then she had to memorize a lot. After pretending to think for a moment, she said: "All the flowers are swaying, and the beauty is alone, taking up all the charm to the small garden. The shadows are sparse.

The sloping water is clear and shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the moonlight dusk. Frost birds want to come down and steal their eyes first, and pink butterflies know how to join together and break their souls. Fortunately, they can make love with each other with a slight moan, and there is no need to share the golden statue with a sandalwood board."

"Okay!" There was a burst of applause from behind.

All the noble ladies looked behind them and saw the prince, the seventh prince and other young masters coming over. The one who just said "ok" and applauded was the seventh prince.

An Ning saw a familiar figure in the crowd, and her eyes flashed with surprise. Why did he come... Could it be... After a moment, An Ning smiled slightly and nodded towards the figure, and Gu Qingzhao also curled up the corners of his lips.

In response, no one noticed their actions during the entire process.

"Okay!" Cang Shuo applauded again, "Miss An Er is so talented and talented!"

There were also some young masters who were amazed by An Yue's poems, and they all agreed: "Yes, yes, I didn't expect Miss An Er to be so amazing and beautiful."

"It's so well done, this plum poem! Miss An Er has been really low-key in the past."

"I'm afraid the most talented woman in Kyoto will need to be replaced."

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Everyone was admiring An Yue's poems for a while, and even Cang Lan glanced at An Yue twice. Ye Wanyan kicked her legs in anger, and Xu Qingyu next to him also had a dark look in his eyes.

The prince looked towards Ruan Qingcheng, and Ruan Qingcheng immediately turned her head. This scene happened to be seen by Ye Wanyan again. She held back the anger in her heart and pretended to be lively and said: "Masters, now we are painting, poetry, and playing the piano."

For fun, this poem has just ended, and there are pianos and paintings next.”

"Oh? Miss An is also involved?" The prince turned his head and looked at An Ning and asked with concern.

"Of course, Miss Ruan behind Miss An chose painting."

As soon as these words came out, everyone saw Ruan Qingcheng one after another. Everyone looked at each other with confusion in their eyes. Miss Ruan? Ruan Qingcheng? The one who had a heated argument with the prince before?

The prince's expression was unstable, and he seemed to be open-minded and not afraid of the eyes of others. This made others judge the gentleman with a villain's heart. "In this case, I'll come and give you a favor." Canglan

Pulling off the jade pendant from his waist, he said, "This piece of warm jade is a unique pair. The winner of the piano and painting will be rewarded."

Cang Shuo shook the fan in her hand and joked: "Brother, you are treating one favorably and favoring the other. This poem is one of a kind. Shouldn't the first place in this poem deserve a reward?"

Cang Lan smiled and said, "It's not that I have ignored the second girl An. Some time ago, Jingguo contributed a luminous pearl, so I gave this luminous pearl to the second girl An."

Qingyu covered his smile with a handkerchief and joked: "The prince's cousin admires Miss An. Some time ago, Qingyu asked the prince's cousin for the luminous pearl but he didn't even give it to me."

Ye Wanyan looked at An Yue angrily. This damn woman not only stole her limelight, but also attracted the attention of His Royal Highness.

"Since the emperor brother also came to bet on the lottery, I can't shirk the emperor brother. A hairpin, a dagger, and a bracelet." After saying that, someone offered the things from behind.

Everyone gasped when they saw it.

"This...isn't this the concubine's love Yunnan moon bracelet?" This bracelet was a token of love given to concubine Qin by the late emperor, and it was too heavy. Concubine Qin had said something a few years ago,

This bracelet will be given to the seventh prince in the future, but now the seventh prince actually uses it as a lottery!

Everyone present, except for An Ning and Gu Qingzhao, had shock in their eyes, and even the prince's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness.
Chapter completed!