If I had known this earlier, I shouldn't have told any lies and just told Yang Guibin the truth. So what if the third prince and Princess Mo Yu were together?
At worst, he would be accused of "not completing the task" and would be dragged out and beaten.
But if he openly deceived Yang Guibin, the crime would be much more serious, and I'm afraid it wouldn't be enough to just get beaten and scolded!
"Huh?" Yang Guibi said "Hmm" again.
Zijin trembled and lied casually: "Well, actually, we didn't talk about anything specific, we just recited a few lines of poetry randomly based on the scenery!"
"Come and listen to this song!" It seems that Yang Guibin really wants to get to the bottom of the matter.
Zi Jin looked at the third prince with a wry smile, and quickly searched for the poems he had read before in his mind. Suddenly, an idea flashed.
"Who thinks that the west wind is cool alone, rustling yellow leaves behind closed windows, meditating on the past and setting the sun.
Don't be frightened by the wine and fall into a deep sleep. The fragrance of tea was lost by gambling on books. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary."
Zi Jin smiled and said: "It was sunset at that time, and the third prince asked the slave to write a reception poem with the word 'setting sun', so the slave just made a few random remarks."
Yang Guibin pondered for a long time, then smiled and said: "The few random nonsense words you make are much better than those literati and bachelors!
I really can’t tell that you are still a talented woman!”
"Thank you for the compliment, Master!"
Zi Jin lowered his head and stuck out his tongue, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: He is better than those literati, of course, and it doesn't matter who wrote this poem!
In the blink of an eye, she accidentally saw the third prince, who was staring at her intently.
Zi Jin's heart trembled fiercely: The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.
The sentence "It was common at that time" probably brought back the third prince's endless memories of Mo Yu.
He and she must have had the fun of "betting on books and splashing tea" before.
What I once thought was the simplest and most ordinary little happiness is now hard to find in heaven and earth!
Zijin was suddenly afraid of seeing the third prince's eyes, because when she saw his eyes, she would always think of Yu Wenmingxuan.
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