Unexpectedly, Feng Biqing actually spoke for Xue Xichen. He said: "Miss Xue is as talented as any official lady I have ever had the honor to see."
"Yeah?"
Feng Qingge gave Xue Xichen a cold look, snorted from her nostrils, turned her face to the side and said nothing. Xue Meitong said: "Since the Sixth Prince recommends it so, then please ask sister Xichen to compose a poem in public. To help with elegance."
Bah! Why should I write poems for you to cheer you up!
Xue Xichen curled her lips and muttered in disdain, scolding Xue Meitong a thousand times in her heart, and at the same time despised Feng Biqing for dragging her into the water for no reason. She turned her face away, neither speaking nor answering. The typical example is to ignore Xue Meitong's words, and that arrogant and rude attitude caused a lot of slander from everywhere.
Xiao Liuyue glanced at Xue Xichen. He knew that Xue Xichen had a stubborn temper. He said, "Why don't you let ordinary people offer advice and start a career for junior sister."
After that, he casually recited: "The green moss invaded the city in February, and I looked for the peach blossoms in the wild temple. Half of the trees were fragrant, and there were sparse bamboo shadows, and a few white trees were close to the shade of ancient pines. The hearts of butterflies rippled in the spring, and the doves talked in the shallow rain. Deep. Vegetable shoots happen to be free from alcohol prohibition. Drunk, I return to a clear dream and fall in love with the empty forest."
After the words fell, there was silence. Then, sparse applause sounded, slowly connecting into pieces, occasionally mixed with sounds of admiration, and you could also vaguely detect a few admiring eyes drifting towards Xiao Liuyue.
Xiao Liuyue smiled, greeted everyone, looked at Xue Xichen, her eyes were smiling, and she meant something. Xue Xichen curled her lips, although she was not convinced by Xue Meitong asking her to present poems in public, but she also did not want to do it in public. She was embarrassed by Feng Qingge and Xiao Liuyue. She opened her mouth and said: "Spring work, Ye Ye and Sisi, are afraid of the sun and the wind. Who will do the makeup for Xiao Jing? There are still tears and rouge in the stains."
As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere that had just been enlivened by Xiao Liuyue suddenly dropped to freezing point. The beautiful ladies all lowered their eyes. Some of the timid ones dropped their eyes in shame, while some of the bold ones glared angrily, with fire in their eyes, as if they wanted to curse Xue Xi. Chen pointed at Sang and scolded Huai. Xue Meitong bit her lip angrily, glared at Xue Xichen, and scolded: "Xue Xichen, what do you mean?!"
Xue Xichen curled her lips and replied leisurely: "Queen, you asked me to write a poem, and I did it. But you think the poem is not good! Xue Xichen has little talent and little knowledge, which made the Queen and all the officials laugh! I Look, I’d better not show my shame anymore!”
Xuemei Tong's eyes widened angrily, and she asked angrily: "Xue Xichen, you are clearly criticizing Sang and Huai!"
"Queen, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"
Xue Xichen blinked her clear eyes, which looked pink and innocent, so pure and innocent that no one could doubt that what she said was not true.
Xuemei Tong was extremely angry. She pulled Feng Qingge's sleeves and asked Feng Qingge to seek justice for her, "Your Majesty, look at Xue Xichen! She is clearly criticizing Sang and Huai, and insulting everyone here through poems. All the beautiful ladies! What she is actually scolding is you, the Emperor!"
Feng Qingge took a deep look at Xue Xichen and didn't answer. He knew very well about Xue Xichen's stubborn temper. This girl had been so humiliated. If she didn't regain her face, she wouldn't let it go! That's all! It was just a moment. Just a poem! There is nothing to argue about!
Feng Qingge pulled back her sleeves, waved her hand, and signaled the ladies to continue, "Okay! Stop making trouble! Everyone, continue! Whose turn was it just now?"
The emperor spoke, and all the beautiful ladies could only give up no matter how much they complained in their hearts. Xue Meitong was very angry, biting her red lips, twisting her sleeves with her hands, glaring at Xue Xichen angrily, her murderous gaze, as if
I wish I could eat Xue Xichen alive.
Xue Xichen's expression was leisurely and calm. She had long been accustomed to Xue Meitong's fierce gaze. Since she dared to tease her, she must have the courage to bear her revenge! Xue Meitong, how could it be possible that you were playing such little tricks?
You can handle me!
After reading the couplets of eighteen beauties, she had a certain understanding of each person's character and talents. Xue Xichen was bored and playing with the tea cup, and she had already fallen asleep from boredom. She didn't know why Xiao Liuyue wanted to bring her here.
, there is no place for her to exist in such an occasion. She is like a superfluous person, unable to integrate into these vanities and glitz. Seeing her, it is just adding more trouble to herself.
Boring! Boring! She wants to leave!
Xue Xichen was filled with resentment when she suddenly heard the soft voice of Xue Mei Tong, "Your Majesty, all the sisters are good at writing poems. Your Majesty just said that those who are not good should be punished. I don't know who the Emperor wants to punish."
Woolen cloth?"
Eh? Is this happening again? How come she doesn’t know!
Xue Xichen then thought about it.
That's right! She came late! She didn't hear the first half and only caught up with the second half. No wonder she didn't know!
Bai Dieyu glanced at Xue Xichen's face with cold eyes, and suddenly said: "Your Majesty, all the sisters have outstanding literary talents, and they are equally equal. It's just... Miss Xue's poem just now made the queen furious. Should she be punished?
Woolen cloth?"
Xue Xichen's heart sank, and she glanced at Bai Dieyu with an angry gaze, cursing in her heart: "Smelly girl, I didn't mess with you, but you took the initiative to mess with me, just thinking of throwing dirty water on me!"
Feng Qingge frowned and muttered, "This..."
Xiao Liuyue cupped her hands and said: "Your Majesty, junior sister is not a beauty who came to the show, and is not bound by the emperor's rules. How can we talk about being punished?"
Now that Xiao Liuyue had opened his mouth to explain, Feng Qingge followed suit and said, "What Liuyue said makes sense. The eighteen beauties are equally matched and each has their own strengths, so this punishment will be unnecessary! I will give each of you a string of pearls!"
All the beauties quickly thanked them, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Xue Xichen glared at Xue Xichen with resentment, and Xue Xichen looked back provocatively. Their eyes intersected in the void, and the lightning and flint struck out countless shining sparks.
Suddenly, Xiao Liuyue tugged on Xue Xichen's sleeve. When Xue Xichen came back to her senses, she realized that the poetry meeting had ended, and all the beautiful ladies had gone back to rest, and there would be performances in the afternoon.
The poetry meeting ended, and Feng Qingge left with Xue Meitong. Before leaving, he called Xiao Liuyue to go with him. Xiao Liuyue worriedly warned Xue Xichen carefully before following Feng Qingge.
Xue Xichen left. Xue Xichen was upset and wandered alone in the imperial garden. Every time she thought of the closeness between Feng Qingge and Xue Meitong, she felt like needles pricking her eyes, wishing that she could remove the hypocritical face of Xue Meitong.
His face was torn to pieces.
"Miss Snow, what's wrong with you?"
Hearing the sound, he looked back and unexpectedly saw Feng Biqing. Xue Xichen curled her lips and replied: "Don't you, the Sixth Prince, accompany the Emperor? Why are you here?"
Feng Biqing's face was blown by the spring breeze, and she said with a gentle smile: "Just now I saw Miss Snow walking towards the Royal Garden alone. She seemed to have a knot in her heart that was difficult to resolve. I was worried, so I took the liberty to follow!"
Xue Xichen disdainfully mocked, "It turns out that the Sixth Prince is following you!"
Feng Biqing looked at Ning Xue Xichen with deep eyes, and answered seriously every word: "Only because that person is Miss Snow!"