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As she said that, she walked over and called Wanrong Wanyu. Wanrong Wanyu smiled directly when she saw Wanqing, "Don't be humble. Yesterday, the old man said that you did a good job in poetry."

Ye Shiwen looked at Wanqing proudly, and even Princess Duanning looked at Gu Wanrong and Gu Wanyu in surprise. They were obviously not saying that just now, and it must have been Ye Shiwen's instigation.

Wan Qingzhen was going to be angry to death by these two people. Don’t they know the reason why both prosper and lose both prosper and lose both. They have to belittle her to see if she is ugly, right? Wan Qing glanced over them coldly, and Gu Wanrong and Gu Wanyu raised her eyebrows, "Since so many people appreciate you, just write a poem casually. If you hear it clearly, you have to write it yourself, don’t take advantage of your own."

Even Wanrong Wanyu didn't stand on her side. Wan Qing was powerless, and there was a ready-made table there. Wan Qing rolled her eyes before walking over. Princess Duanning was a little worried and really wanted to go over and write for her.

Wanqing looked at the first-class brush, and couldn't even get any pens. Finally, she gritted her teeth, picked up a brush, and drew it on the paper casually. She didn't know how to write the brush, but she could still do it a little bit. Just avoid writing.

A quarter of an hour later, Wanqing picked up the drawing paper, and Wanrong and Wanyu surrounded him. Princess Duanning took it and saw that his painting skills were superb and much better than hers. She couldn't help but admire Wanqing even more. She looked at Wanrong Wanyu coldly, "Didn't you say that Sister Wanqing's piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs and essays are not good at all?!"

Wanrong and Wanyu were also surprised for a moment, but they did not forget that they wanted to write a poem by Wanqing, and said, "Where is your poem? Why didn't I see it?"

Wanqing looked at them with her eyes open, "It's inside the painting."

Princess Duanning also looked at the drawing paper from left to right, confused, and directly passed on Wanqing's paintings. A large group of people didn't see her. Princess Jin saw that her thoughts were coming out. She smiled and looked at Wanqing, who was a talented person.

It was so lively here, Leng Yixuan walked into the hall casually, took the paper from Princess Duanning, and savored it. But he couldn't think of a suitable poem, so he took it to the group of young masters and princes to guess it. After a circle, he took it back and bowed deeply to Wanqing, "Miss Gu is so talented, I hope to inform the poems contained in the painting."

Wan Qing smiled and replied with a tribute, "Crown Prince Liao Zan."

Princess Duanning also said on the side: "Sister Wanqing, please say it quickly. If you don't say it, I will suffer from insomnia tonight."

Wan Qing then spoke, "This painting depicts the setting sun and the lone wild goose flying together, and the autumn water and the sky are the same color."

Princess Duanning looked at Wanqing's poems and the paintings in her hand. It was really too appropriate. She couldn't help but show her admiration and blurted out, "Put the poems quickly."

Wan Qing's face turned red immediately, and she secretly glanced at Princess Duanning. Princess Duanning recovered and opened her mouth slightly. She forgot about this and couldn't help but smile.

Ye Shiwen looked at it, and saw that Wanqing attracted everyone's attention. She almost bit her silver teeth. Now, seeing the eye contact between Wanqing and Princess Duanning, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Sister can't draw because she can't write, right?"

The master who made trouble for nothing, Wanqing didn't like her, so he glanced at her faintly and said, "It's not that he can't write, but he just can't use a brush. He usually writes with a brush and is replaced by a maid."
Chapter completed!