Chapter 100: The Warmth of an Autumn Night

On an autumn night, the sky is high and the dew is thick, and a crescent moon hangs quietly in the southwest sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoThe cold moonlight sprinkled on the earth, it was so dark, but the stars of the Milky Way became more and more brilliant.

After Shen Yan's poem shook the audience, Yuan Zhenkai and the others had no light on their faces, and everyone had no intention of chanting poems again, everyone stared at Shen Yan with big eyes, their eyes were full of jealousy and resentment, if their eyes could kill people, Shen Yan would have been cut by Yuan Zhenkai and others with a thousand knives.

Yuan Zhenkai saw this atmosphere and knew that it was no longer necessary for the Wenhui to continue, so he could only announce the abortion of the Wenhui.

The meeting ended, Shen Yan declined Yao Mengxian's invitation and exchange, and walked out of Juxiang Building with a faint smile.

"Brother Shen, Master Yao is the Taishan Beidou of the Jinling literary world, he rarely sends invitations to people, why do you want to decline?" Shen Yan admired the beautiful scenery of the autumn night, and when he heard Qiu Yingxue's question in his ears, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Yingxue, I said that I stole this autumn nocturne, do you believe it?" Shen Yan did not directly answer Qiu Yingxue's question, but threw out such a question and asked Qiu Yingxue.

"Brother Shen, you're kidding." Qiu Yingxue didn't believe that Shen Yan would steal other people's poems anyway, besides, even if she did, although she didn't dare to say that she was well-read, she had read all the famous and widely circulated poems, but she had never heard of this poem.

Qiu Yingxue does not believe that it is impossible not to spread the essence of this poem, even if it really does not circulate, with Yao Mengxian's profound knowledge and the poetry articles mastered in his mind, it is impossible not to know who is the original or plagiarized this poem.

"I'm joking with you." Seeing Qiu Yingxue's eyes with obvious disbelief, Shen Yan took a light breath, knowing that sometimes the truth is not as effective as a lie, so a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and smiled lightly.

"Yao Fuzi's literary reputation is too high, if I have too much contact with him, although it will raise my reputation, but a reputation without any foundation is not necessarily a good thing, and there is also a feeling of climbing, and it will even cause people to feel that they are pretentious, which is not good." Shen Yan withdrew his distant eyes and glanced at the peerless beauty beside him, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"However, if your reputation is high, won't it be beneficial to your officialdom?" Qiu Yingxue didn't quite understand, or didn't quite understand Shen Yan's decision.

"Of course, people need to rely on the recommendation or love of nobles, but if they have no foundation or no matching strength, they will only become vassals of others, or bring unnecessary trouble to nobles." Shen Yan smiled lightly, and patiently explained to Qiu Yingxue, "People, you must be self-aware, I also hope to get the recommendation and love of others, you should know who my noble person is, if I worship the dock again, what kind of result do you say I will have." ā€

"Okay, don't talk about this, it's a pity that today's Wenhui is over, I didn't play well, I didn't eat anything, I feel hungry, I'll take you to eat wontons." Hearing a grunting sound from his stomach, Shen Yan smiled shyly, a trace of clarity appeared in his eyes, glanced around to identify the direction, and then walked towards the wonton stall last night.

"Brother Shen, you shouldn't be so stingy, you only invite me to eat wontons." Hearing Shen Yan's invitation to eat wontons, a trace of doubt flashed in Qiu Yingxue's bright eyes.

"Yingxue, don't call me stingy first, you went there, and then make an evaluation after eating the wontons." Qiu Yingxue's demeanor did not hide Shen Yan's eagle-like eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Whoever it is, I will also have this idea, but I accidentally passed by that wonton stall last night and found that the taste is really authentic." ā€

"I'm sure Brother Shen won't be so stingy." Hearing Shen Yan's explanation, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of Qiu Yingxue's mouth, and she couldn't help but think of what her mother said to her when she was a child: If a man cares about you, he will care for you very carefully and considerate of you, and Shen Yan treats himself with this mentality at this time.

"Yingxue, you are so beautiful." Seeing Qiu Yingxue's sweet smile under the moonlight, Shen Yan's expression was obviously stunned.

The bright moon quietly opened its eyes from the eastern sky, it was like a naughty child, the moonlight quietly diffused, soft, like the silk that had just been washed, like the baby's trickling skin. The moonlight passed through the shade of the trees, leaking a shimmering piece of jade, sprinkled on the face, how soft!

"Yingxue, you see, how warm the moonlight in the sky is, like a gripping melody." Shen Yan looked up at the soft moonlight, a faint thought appeared in his mind, the moonlight was like a confidant, listening to his own whispers.

"Brother Shen, when did you become so sentimental?" Hearing Shen Yan's emotion, Qiu Yingxue's pair of beautiful Yanyan eyebrows frowned slightly, Shen Yan has always felt clean, hearty and sunny, and he has never seen such a sentimental side of Shen Yan, and he couldn't help but have a trace of curiosity in his heart.

"It's okay, it's just that it's been a long time since I've seen the moon so quietly and warmly." Yes, since the crossing, I have either spent it in a coma or in a busy situation, without a confidant around me who can listen to my heart, and I don't have enough leisure time to confide in others, so I have missed many beautiful scenery and many beautiful times.

"Being able to enjoy the warm moonlight with Brother Shen and strolling through the streets of Jinling, Ying Xue also feels warm." Qiu Yingxue seems to have become a petite and cute little girl next door at this moment, so well-behaved, so pure, and so beautiful.

Seeing Qiu Yingxue's posture that was enough to attract the attention of any man, Shen Yan's heart suddenly sped up, and he couldn't help but gently pull Qiu Yingxue's little hand and continue to take small steps forward.

"Brother Shen, I'm ......" Seeing Shen Yan gently holding his little hand, Qiu Yingxue's heart was like a few little deer walking around, a trace of sweat appeared in the palm of her hand, and a faint crimson appeared on her face, feeling that she was happy like a flower.

"There is a beautiful woman who will never forget it. I don't see it for a day, and I think like crazy. The woman in love is particularly beautiful, the expression on her face and her whole body exude pleasure, and her skin is also beautiful, Shen Yan looked at the autumn Yingxue in front of her, and said softly in her mouth.

"Since the king's appearance, the mirror is empty. Sijun is like the bright moon, and the bright moon is chasing the king. Hearing Shen Yan's chanting of the phoenix, Qiu Yingxue's heart appeared a thick sweetness, a trace of flattery flashed between her eyebrows, she lowered her head gently, and whispered softly to express her deep love and longing for Shen Yan, and used this poem to express her feelings for Shen Yan, and hoped that Shen Yan could come to the door as soon as possible to propose marriage and realize the wish that she was looking forward to.

After Qiu Yingxue finished groaning, the crimson on her face seemed to be painted all over her cheeks carved in pink and jade, without the slightest flaw.