Chapter 11: She's a Good Fit for the Role (2)
A good pair of concubines, "Brother Huang didn't think you would have such a deep affection for the princess of this king." Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Yuan Xiaomo walked out of the flowers behind the pavilion.
Yuan Xiaochen: "Seventh brother, you misunderstood, the person I like is Tong Ling." ”
Feng Meili sneered, who was the person who pretended to be in love with the sea just now.
Yuan Xiaomo: "Really? He put his arm around Feng Meili's waist and kissed her on the face.
Feng Meili didn't cooperate and dodged to the side.
Yuan Xiaomo tightened her waist, leaned into her ear and whispered, "If you don't want to upset me, just cooperate a little." ”
Feng Meili also leaned into his ear: "I don't want to participate in your brother's grievances, don't catch me." ”
YUAN Xiaomo; "Have you still smoked yet?"
If the two of them whispered without others, in Yuan Xiaochen's eyes, it was more like flirting, silently clenching their fists, telling themselves in their hearts not to care, they were the ones who pushed her away from their side, and they couldn't complain about others.
Back to the banquet, at this time the banquet is reaching the climax stage, the gift of gifts, the birthday of the birthday. Seeing the prince and King Mo returning to the banquet, the girls finally couldn't hold it back.
After the three of them were seated, the performance began.
After a period of silence, Feng Meili got up and slowly walked towards the main hall, Feng Meili: "The concubine didn't just write a poem to the Queen Mother, and I wish the Queen Mother a long life and good health." ”
The Queen Mother was very happy to see Feng Meili, "Xiaoli has a heart, and I am relieved to see that you and Xiaomo can respect each other as Bin Bengong, and I am afraid that you will not get along." ”
Feng Meili slandered in her heart that she couldn't get along, so she walked a few steps and began to chant poetry:
"Spread your wings and sing the Spring Festival Gala, and the sea is in the wind.
White clouds blow everywhere, regardless of the waves.
Temperament is accustomed to wind and rain, energy saving and bullying frost and snow,
Spring, summer and autumn and winter.
The sun and the moon fly away, and the majesty is magnificent.
In the same boat, feeling the world and the world, what a strong meaning.
Wind and smoke for several years, feelings can melt the snowy mountains.
Laughing at the lack of clouds and sunny days, you can be free,
Clever pen judgment poor.
Today, I will re-order the wine and wish the pine for ten thousand years. ”
Everyone present was amazed by Feng Meili's poems, and the first to react was the emperor, "They all say that Feng Li is a talented girl in Kyoto, and no one dares to say that you are the first." ”
However, Feng Meili only smiled at the emperor's praise.
Yuan Xiaomo's deep eyes kept staring at Feng Meili, tossing and turning silently reciting the poem just now, "Spread your wings and sing the Spring Festival Gala ......, what a poem"
After Feng Meili came down from the main hall, she didn't return to her original position, but found an excuse to take Xue Qing out of the house, saying that she was going for a walk, but in fact, she was trying to escape.
"After the Xueqing banquet, I found an excuse not to go with King Mo, leave the palace and then meet the people outside."
"Miss, don't worry, Xue Qing has already made up the order, just wait for the banquet to end."