This poem is not difficult, and the boudoir ladies present reacted almost instantly, and looked in a certain direction.

It turns out that there is a young lady named Kyaukyue in this Jingzhong lady.

For Miss Boudoir, who has already played, it is simple, but for Lin Zhuyu, this first sentence is black. There are so many young ladies and girls, how can she know everyone's name.

Just when Lin Zhuyu began to think about what to do if he was ordered for a while, the girl called Jiaoyue had already walked to the side of the case in the middle, looked at the young ladies present, and the poems in her mouth were like gods.

Yingying blue water Hunan boat edge.

"Wonderful!"

"Bright Moon's poetry is really amazing!"

As soon as the woman's poem came out, the voices of praise around her were simply endless.

Lin Zhuyu also savored it.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the blue water is on the edge of the boat.

The right is extremely neat, whether it is in terms of words and sentences, or in terms of artistic conception, it can be said that these two sentences are natural, and there are no traces of artificial carving.

And to Lin Zhuyu's surprise, it was obvious that this Jiaoyue girl's poem also contained a person's name.

Because when Jiaoyue walked off the case, a yellow-clothed beauty with a smart body and like a fairy had already gotten up and prepared to pass under the coaxing of everyone.

Lin Zhuyu felt that this was a beauty, with bright eyes and bright teeth, slightly red cheeks, and a tilted bun on her head, flowing down, green silk like ink, and then a few tassel hairpins were inserted obliquely, and she walked with a delicate sound. Lin Zhuyu felt ashamed of himself, he didn't expect that there would be such a beauty in this Dayue.

What would such a beauty be called? Lin Zhuyu was interested, and asked the girl in pink who invited him over before.

The latter was very considerate and said a little mischievously: "She is the daughter of Zhongcheng, and her boudoir is Xiangyuan, is she very beautiful?"

Hearing her ask, Lin Zhiyu nodded subconsciously, and involuntarily said beautiful words in his mouth, "I have never seen such a smart and beautiful woman, she is the first." ”

While Lin Zhuyu thought in his heart, such a woman should be born to be offered, and should not be defiled by the world, otherwise the beauty that comes out of the mud and is not stained will not be pure.

I only heard Xiang Yuan continue, "The Qiao girl is full of exquisite hearts." ”

After finishing speaking, she stood on the side of the desk and smiled, making Lin Zhuyu feel that the moment she smiled seemed to be blooming.

And this time, the pink-clothed woman beside Lin Zhiyu suddenly changed her eyes, as if she was shy and angry, because she was the one who was named.

The waist spike she wears when she goes out today is a delicate heart-shaped pendant jade.

And Lin Zhiyu naturally didn't observe it so carefully, but he almost guessed it after seeing the performance of the girl in pink.

Sure enough, she guessed correctly, but this beauty just reminded herself, it doesn't matter if she doesn't know the name of Miss Boudoir, isn't it okay to bring people with things! Besides, the poem he saw was coming to an end, and Lin Zhiyu also had a fluke mentality.

I saw that the woman in pink was in the middle, first looked around, and then thought for a while before continuing.

"Comfort is affectionate and affectionate."

After finishing the sentence, the woman in pink smiled lightly before coming back.

But there was no one below to pick it up.

This?

After waiting for a while, convinced that no one had come over to answer this sentence, Lin Zhiyu had doubts in his heart.

Looking at the woman in pink with such confidence just now, she shouldn't go wrong. Then the only possibility is that the woman mentioned by the device hasn't reacted yet!

Lin Zhuyu first looked around him, and then silently read the poem of the woman in pink, convinced that this did not imply talking about herself.

So who will it be?

No one on the field has come forward yet, and everyone has begun to look at me, I look at you, for fear that I won't react.

"Comfort and affection", who is this talking about?

In the end, I had no choice but to ask Miss Pink to explain herself.

"Azure turns smoky blue, who is this?"

The flirtatious tone spread among the crowd.

"Does that count?"

It was the girl who urged Lin Zhuyu just now to react at this time, I didn't expect her to have such a vague meaning, which ordinary people must not be able to guess!

"Miss Jiang is really a good poem!"

This is, I don't know where the eldest prince came from, and he repeatedly praised the words of the woman in pink just now.

It's good that the eldest prince didn't speak, and when he spoke, the hall immediately quieted down. Originally, everyone was on the same hall, and they could be noticed at any time, but when they were made by the eldest prince like this, the eyes of others were directly cast over.

Through the corner of his eye, Lin Zhiyu saw the third prince coming over with the seventh prince, and there seemed to be several children of the family behind him.

Taking advantage of the fact that the eldest prince praised the Jiang girl's poems well, and there was still a girl in Tsing Yi who didn't make poems, Lin Zhiyu felt that the eyes of others should not be cast on him, right?

So, she made a move that she regretted almost the next second - slip away.

Lin Zhuyu originally watched the Seventh Prince come over, but he was afraid that he would be like Fang Cai, thinking that when others had no time to take care of her, he would go back quietly, but he didn't expect to come like this, but he was caught by the Seventh Prince without a trace of hesitation.

"Miss Lin, are you there too? How? Did you make a last sentence? ”

Lin Zhuyu almost wanted to give the Seventh Prince a roll of his eyes on the spot, didn't he see that he wanted to slip away so hard? He was good, and directly interrupted Lin Zhuyu's thoughts.

But who called someone a prince, Lin Zhuyu didn't dare to refuse, so he could only make a bitter face and return to the game, but that look was not to mention how aggrieved he was.

The Seventh Prince still looked like he didn't know why, how did he know that he had invisibly angered Lin Zhuyu.

"Hui Bing's Seven Princes, no."

"Oh, then since Miss Lin is here today, she must be going to do the last one."

The Seven Princes proposed.

As soon as these words came out, everyone asked for peace. After all, no one has ever seen this literary brilliance of the gods of the world! There are those who are not well-written, so they naturally want to worship, of course, there are also those who think of themselves as high and unconvinced, and want to compete with Lin Zhuyu.

In this way, it seems that Lin Zhiyu has been directly pushed onto the road of having to write poetry, but Lin Zhiyu himself still looks like he doesn't know what is happening.

It's just one more sentence, which is treated like a monkey, and it is naturally unwilling to change who it is, so Lin Zhuyu had to cautiously refuse, because there is another point, there is only so much ink in her stomach, and there is one less one after copying!

However, Lin Zhuyu's excuse was not only useless, but attracted the attention of the emperor. Lin Zhiyu naturally knew that the things promised by the queen mother were more or less acquiesced by the emperor.

Today, the emperor didn't have the extra energy to come to see Lin Zhuyu, but during this time, he was already busy with the matter of the prince, and he was dizzy and tired, so he didn't ask about the harem anymore.

However, at this moment, just as the emperor was leaving, he heard a group of people coaxing Lin Zhuyu to compose a poem, and the old emperor seemed to remember that there seemed to be a god in the world.

So, Lin Zhuyu only heard a shrill and unique yin and yang strange voice from the dragon chair above-

(To be continued.) )