Nan Moyi spoke extremely fast, listening to Nan Jiqiu's stunned moment, she blinked her eyes very quickly, trying to keep up with Nan Moyi's speed of speaking.

Nan Moyi's fan pointed to the woman opposite the man, "Look at her again, the turquoise water-sleeved Luo cigarette shirt, the priceless jade bracelet and the jade crystal hairpin, must be a famous incense family, and she has read many poems and books, and is full of scriptures, which can be seen from her eyes." ”

"Eyes?" At this time, Nan Ruque also came over again, and Nan Moyi's analysis really shocked her.

Nan Moyi smiled slightly, and unconsciously exuded an aura that made people unable to take their eyes off, "Well, her eyes are calm and uneven." Although she is a girl, she is so unfazed under so many pairs of eyes in the audience, which shows that she has excellent education and rich knowledge. So it's no surprise that she was able to make this poem. But that was also given to her by the man, otherwise winning or losing would be another matter. ”

"Huh? The man gave it to her? But didn't you say before that the man was so nervous that he couldn't write poetry? Nan Qiuqiu's eyes quickly swept between the two on the stage, but he still didn't find anything.

"Yes, the man let her. He was nervous, yes, but he wasn't unable to write poetry. You see, he was only extremely nervous on stage, and immediately after getting off the stage, he regained his composure and did not even show the slightest frustration, and even secretly laughed. He glanced back as he walked down the steps, indicating that he liked the woman, but the woman didn't know that he liked her and wouldn't like him. He deliberately lost to her in order to save the woman's face. "Eh, the poignant love story of the ancient poor Xiucai and the goddess.

Amen~~~~

"Oh-" Nan Jiqiu and Nan Ruque said in unison, and nodded thoughtfully together.

Nan Moyi grinned, these two sisters have a tacit understanding that they do the same thing.

"Nan Gongzi is really admirable." Nan Qiuqiu and Nan Ruque came over again in unison and said this sentence in unison.

Nan Jiqiu and Nan Ruque's eyes instantly met in the air, and Nan Moyi, who was sandwiched in the middle, "smiled", pretending to be surprised, and said, "The two are really sisters, so tacit." ”

"Hehe, maybe." Nan Ruque held her chin with her left hand, and her big eyes stared at Nan Moyi, she decided, she was going to decide on this man. Even if you can't marry the prince, marrying Nan Moyi can make Nan Qiuqiu grit her teeth with jealousy.

And Nan Qiqiu is not stupid, of course she knows what kind of small calculations Nan Ruque is playing at this time, but she can't compete with her in this situation, so she has to grit her teeth and clench her fists.

Directly ignoring the fiery gaze beside him, Nan Moyi leaned back in the chair, looked up at Changliu who was standing straight behind him, and smiled even more treacherously, as if to say, "What did your princess say?" ”

And Changliu kept blinking her eyes, desperately holding back a smile, she already understood the meaning of Nan Moyi, and her eyes were full of admiration for Nan Moyi.

Nan Moyi smiled silently, turned his head to look at the stage, and suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at him on the way.

But when she looked back, she didn't notice anything unusual.

How much did she think about it?

[Guess who's staring at the ink clothes?] I've appeared before, male drop~]