On the stage, Juntoul and Xue started fairly strongly, and felt that the snow was getting more and more difficult later, but Juntoul was still smiling and calm.

Xue also knew that he had seriously underestimated the strength of the Zhuntur in front of him, but he didn't expect that this enemy would be even more tricky than he imagined, and it would be difficult to deal with.

Ye Tingchen was on the high platform, watching Zhuntur suppress the snow effortlessly, whether it was lyrics and music, he was at ease, and he was already majestic and could be called everyone's work.

But he is only a scholar, and it is rare to have such literary talent.

But there is always one thing about him that attracts Ye Tingchen, that is, a royal aura.

This alone erased all the doubts that Ye Tingchen had had about him before, and he had some mixed feelings in his heart.

He will never be wrong about this temperament that only a royal nobleman has, if it is really as he thinks, then the next situation may be extremely tricky.

Ye Tingchen saw that the haughty gaze in Zhun Tuer's eyes was different from that of ordinary people, but it was a little similar to what he wanted to do.

Zhuntur skimmed at Ye Tingchen and smiled at him defiantly.

The audience didn't understand the relationship between them, and they only felt that the two of them were like martial arts masters on stage, and they were very enjoyable.

In fact, behind this are hidden needles and hidden knives in laughter, looking just a poem and painting, in fact, both are testing their respective hole cards.

If you really find out the other party's mind, then you will strike hard and give the other party a fatal blow.

Xue didn't want to lose to her opponent, and she didn't want to disappoint her master, so she always tried her best.

Xue felt a little powerless, after all, the Zhuntur in front of him was too mysterious, and he couldn't see what was behind him anyway.

The cards in Jungtur's hand have not been fully displayed until now.

"I don't think the snow can stand it, and the man seems to know that the master sent the snow over, so it's basically like playing."

Moon looked at the snow and began to sweat profusely on his forehead, but Zhuntur did not change in the slightest, as if he had not used all his strength at all.

"I didn't expect this to be so tiring!"

Hua was glad that her literary skills were not good, otherwise she was the one who was sent to the stage today, and she would definitely not be able to stand such humiliation from her opponent, so she would have drawn her sword and met each other directly.

Yue rolled his eyes and gave the flower, he thought this quasi-Tur was so simple!

"Let the snow come back, give him the first one."

Ye Tingchen saw that the snow was still holding on to the stage, and he couldn't bear it, so he asked Li Wen to give the first place directly to Zhun Tuer.

Xue was not comfortable on the stage, and there was no good result if she held on, so Ye Tingchen also shook his head, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

Xue's defeat also represented the defeat of King Wu, and Zhuntur was naturally proud.

King Wu has rarely tasted failure, and he has never been compared to others, but he really tasted what it means to fail today!

This feeling is even more bitter than the world's most bitter Coptis chinensis, but Coptis chinensis is also a cold medicine that can solve the heat poison in the heart, but the taste of failure is unbearable.

Ye Tingchen, who didn't want to stay any longer, planned to leave, and this year's poetry meeting was disturbed, which was really disappointing.

"King Wu, what you said was to help me sell wine..."

Li Wenke his old nose for the sake of selling his wine, but he didn't know that this poetry ceremony was held well, and King Wu was suddenly in a bad mood.

Hearing Li Wen's words, Ye Tingchen stopped his steps, what was he doing here, it was difficult because he was silent about that woman, how could he let her grasp his mood.

At the moment, King Wu also felt a little strange, he had always lived a chic life, and there was nothing to restrain him, but in the past few days, he actually let himself taste jealousy because of a woman.

It's as if everything is being led away by that girl.,Since she was saved, my mind is full of her.。

Thinking of this, Ye Tingchen sat back again.

Wu Wangye was actually persuaded back by himself, is this still the invincible Wu Wangye?

"Then it seems that I, Li Wen, also have some weight in King Wu's heart......"

Li Wen glanced at King Wu a little proudly, but he couldn't see a trace of thought in his eyes, and he coughed a little stupidly twice, denying the thoughts in his mind.

Li Wen scratched his head and sat next to King Wu cautiously, glancing at King Wu from time to time, for fear that he would do something wrong.

Shen Yan saw that the son named Zhun Tu on the stage had already won and directly defeated the people sent by King Wu.

Shen Yan's face naturally showed a touch of appreciation, but when she saw her so close to Shen Mo on the side, she was naturally extremely jealous in her heart.

It was that sentence that swirled in her mind, why did she fish out all the good things in the world.

Then Wang Xiaoxiao on the side naturally saw Shen Yan's appearance, and she couldn't know what Shen Yan was thinking, so she also smiled evilly, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.

"Sister Yan, you see that this quasi-picture is both talented and beautiful, it is really a good blessing for Sister Shen Mo."

After saying this, Wang Xiaoxiao's eyes stared directly at Shen Yan, wanting to see a hint of interesting expression on her face.

But Shen Yan is not an ordinary person after all, just from the matter of saving face, she is afraid that she will surpass ordinary people, and no one can compare.

Shen Yan also faintly squeezed out a few flattering words from between his teeth, nodded and pretended to smile.

As soon as Wang Xiaoxiao's words came out, the roots of Shen Yanqi's teeth itched, but in front of this crowd, how could he tear his face with his sister because of a man.

Isn't it the same as admitting that you lost?

Shen Yan had already decided in his heart that no matter what state he was, he would be elegant even if he was angry.

Seeing Shen Yanyin holding back his anger, Wang Xiaoxiao wanted to laugh, he obviously looked at Zhun Tu with an ambiguous face, and said that it was his half-sister's good look, how sour this sounded.

This is not to blame Shen Yan, after all, as long as it is silent, she has a faint hint of possessiveness in her heart, as long as she is silent, she must grab it.

Zhun Turben had no intention of competing, but who knew that Ye Tingchen was jealous and let him come on stage, so he could only show it slightly.

But he accidentally didn't brake the car, which seemed to give the other party a dismount.

At the moment, I didn't know what to do, but I saw Shen Mo staring at himself blankly in the audience.

Shen Mo didn't know that Zhun Tuer was so literate, and he only thought that he was an ordinary scholar before, but now it seems that he can easily defeat the people sent by Ye Tingchen, and his natural strength cannot be underestimated.

"Miss Shen, how about it, not only you have a champion, but I am also a champion, so we are all the way."

Zhuntuer, who came over, tapped his chest and looked at Shen Mo with a victorious expression.

Shen Mo watched as Dzuntur walked over and retracted his thoughts.

"I didn't expect you to be really a talent, it seems that my eyes are still not sharp enough, and I haven't noticed it before."

Shen Mo lowered her head and blushed a little, and she noticed that a large number of girls around her were looking at her with envy.

Zhun Tul smiled, the reason why he concealed his strength and background was because he was afraid of frightening the villain next to him.

"Miss Shen, it's just a fluke in the next place."

Zhun Tul smiled and nodded, naturally he didn't look at the champion of this kind of poetry club in his heart, after all, if he really had a heart, then the champion was just a hand.

Jungtur said humblely, but in silence, he just didn't take the champion of the poetry festival seriously.

"Everyone is quiet, this year's poetry ceremony has been successfully concluded, and the winners of the men's and women's groups have appeared, and everyone applauds and congratulates."

The host has been presiding over the poetry meeting, and has never seen so many new things this year, and the champions of the men's and women's groups were all called to the stage by King Wu to participate passively, which is really unusual.

At the moment, he also glanced at Ye Tingchen on the stage, and secretly felt in his heart that that person was simply the first to be expected by the gods.

Shen Yan will not congratulate Shen Mo, this championship should have been his own, but he was snatched away by Shen Mo's cheap woman, and his mother was still waiting for the good news when he went home, but now he was empty-handed, and he didn't know how to explain it.

Throwing his sleeves, he was a little angry, and there was a buzzing sound in his head, Shen Yan seemed to be a little dizzy, and he couldn't even breathe.

Li Wen used his eyes to remind King Wu of selling him wine, but he didn't dare to move too much, and his eyes were almost cramping.

King Wu was extremely upset when he saw him like this, how could he be in the mood to deal with these wines for him at the moment?

Ye Tingchen was already in a bad mood, and he had promised Li Wen to help him sell wine before, so he couldn't say anything.

Stand up, intending to settle the matter.

"Today, the king is happy, and the poetry festival is really full of talents, so the king announced that the Li family sold all the wine for one or two."

As soon as King Wu's words came out, the audience became even more boiling, and everyone in the capital knew about the Li family's tavern, but the price was too high, so only the upper class could afford it.

Now that King Wu has an order, it is estimated that everyone present will go to the Li Family Tavern to buy wine.

King Wu glanced at Li Wen beside him with some amusement, he naturally knew that most of the profits of the entire country were made by the big businessman in front of him.

Now let him have a bleeding cost, he is extremely saving a person on weekdays, so what can he save in this way?

It just so happened that when he happened to meet King Wu when he was in a very bad mood, he had to chew his tongue in his ear, and that was the end.

Li Wen listened to King Wu's order, and he was about to faint, and his wine was sold for one or two silver, which was really distressing.

But now that King Wu's words have been spoken, if he stepped forward to stop him, wouldn't he be fighting for King Wu's face, and he shouldn't be able to survive in the capital.

So at the moment, his eyes were gently glancing at the loess on the ground, as if half of the money in his pocket seemed to be missing.

Jingle bells, all the jingle bells were sprinkled on the ground, and Li Wen could still hear the cheers of the crowd below.

I had no choice but to give up, Li Wen suffered a dumb loss, and he couldn't say anything about his suffering.

At this moment, it was already late at night, and a cold wind was blowing from afar outside the city, and Li Wen, who was blowing on his body, withdrew his hand in a cold sweat.

Li Wen also had a cold shiver, and it seemed extremely lonely to match this scene in such a cold night.

After explaining, Ye Tingchen waved his sleeves and stepped down directly. The wind, flowers, snow, and moon also hurried to follow.

At present, the old ghost Chen Xiling has already left the city, and then the champion has been decided, and this poetry meeting can be regarded as gradually coming to an end in some small setbacks.

The people below the tower were also bored, and they all went home, leaving only the melon and fruit peels on the ground for the soldiers defending the city to clean up.

King Wu is gone, the champion has been chosen, and the ladies and sons of each family are ready to leave.

"Miss Shen, I'll send you home."

Zhun Tuer proposed to send Shen Mo home, but Shen Mo watched that it was getting late, so naturally he did not refuse.

This scene was actually seen by Shen Yan in the distance, and he also gritted his silver teeth, clenched his fist, snorted fiercely, glared at Shen Mo and left on his own.

Shen Yan looked at the silent two who were walking together again, his fists squeaked, and he turned back to the carriage that was waiting for him.

Wang Xiaoxiao on the side didn't know what to do, but looked at Shen Yan with a smile, feeling extremely interesting in his heart.

The huge square used to be extremely lively, but now most of the people have dispersed, and unconsciously show a touch of depression.

Wang Xiaoxiao stood alone in the middle of the square, looking at the scene in front of her, feeling a little lonely.

No matter how prosperous the scene is, there will always be a day when it will disperse, and no matter how beautiful the face is, there may be a moment to grow old, so why care so much about this pair of skins?

Zhun Tur saw that Shen Mo had returned to his previous low spirits, and wanted to amuse her.

"Miss Shen, you and I are really destined, do you remember the first time we met?"

Shen Mo raised his head, met Tur's gaze, and quickly dodged.

Shen Mo naturally believes that there is a providence in this darkness, after all, he has also been reincarnated.

She is naturally convinced of the so-called metaphysics of cause and effect, and if God really arranges for her to see the man in front of her, it is not groundless.

"The first time we met, I was lost, and you came out to help me."

Shen Mo didn't want to tell Zhuntur about being hunted down, after all, it was definitely not a good thing for a woman to be chased and killed by a killer in the middle of the night.

Silence is such a character, even if the person in front of her is trusted, she will keep this back.

"However, how could Miss Shen go to that suburb in the middle of the night, if I hadn't appeared, Miss Shen might have been taken away by demons and monsters!"

Dzuntur exaggerated, danced with his hands, and put his head in front of Shen Mo and made a big grimace.

Dzuntur didn't notice the silent lies, and of course a man often ignores what a beautiful woman is saying.

Shen Mo was startled by the face that suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, and quickly took a step back.

"I heard the eldest lady of the Wu family say just now that Miss Shen is very brave, but now it seems that she is also afraid of demons and monsters like ordinary weak women."

Juntoul scratched the tip of his silent nose and smiled at her dotingly.

Jungtur's intimate appearance made her slightly startled, and she had not yet made an intimate move with any man, so she hurriedly took a step back.

His fingers were cold and not a little warm, and he shook his head silently, quickly interrupting himself from generating any thoughts.

"I think you like to play tricks!"

Shen Mo deliberately shouted at Zhuntur to hide his discomfort just now.

It's just that her face is blushing, but it is extremely difficult to hide, and the red is as cute as an apple.

"In the palace..."

Although Dzuntur stopped talking in time, these three words were still heard clearly by Shen Mu.

"No, I mean in this palace... I mean, I've heard that in a month there will be a New Year's Eve feast in the palace, and then you'll be able to meet the real pretends. ”

Zhun Tur explained that he almost blurted out his identity just now, and he didn't know if Shen Mo heard it.

"Do you mean the exorcists from the palace?"

How could the silent eyes of ice and snow not see the strangeness in Zhun Tour's eyes?

It's just that she didn't want to miss this beautiful lie, so she followed him to the moment to go down.

Shen Mo saw that Zhun Tur was nervous, so naturally he would not demolish him, and continued to talk to him cooperatively.

"That's right, it's an exorcist show."

Zhuntur looked at Shen Mo as if he hadn't heard it, and then he was relieved.

Although Dzuntur felt a little strange in his heart, he did not say anything.

After all, the scene of silence was so good before, which naturally frightened many people, including himself.

So it also made him worry about the woman in front of him, and secretly he was also a little guarded.

However, he shook his head and hurriedly threw out this trace of worry and defense, and said to himself silently: "Why do you have to be so suspicious, you can't believe it silently......"

Silence is not so stupid, what she hears and what she says is not her character.

Jungtur was really nervous just now, and he frowned without looking at him in the arena, but now he hurriedly explained.

There must be something he wants to hide, and what it is, he needs to investigate it himself.

"It's the Shen Mansion in front, quasi, you can go back quickly."

Shen Mo pointed to the Shen Mansion not far away and said to Tur.

Zhun Tuer saw that the Shen Mansion was already very close, and since he had already sent Shen Mo back, it was time to separate.

At this time, the bright moon is high in the sky, but the two people under the moonlit night have their own thoughts, obviously one is natural, the other is the most romantic, the two people were originally a pair of land but did not have the opportunity to come together.

"Miss Shen, we'll meet again."

Juntoul didn't know when he had fallen into such a deep position, and he didn't want to let go of silence.

Zhun Tur wanted to leave, but he felt sour in his heart, and he felt a sense of gain and loss, and turned his head to look at Shen Mo behind him, and saw that she still had a heartless smile on her face, and sighed, I don't know what to do.

What about the warm fragrance of nephrite, and what about the appearance of fairy jade?

No matter how beautiful the person in front of him is, he doesn't fit him, I don't know why he always has such a feeling in his heart.

Ye Tingchen's gaze on the high platform of today's poetry ceremony made him feel deeply threatened, which was a signal of battle against his enemy.

"Okay, it's not too early, quasi, you can go back quickly."

After a day of silently leaning on the door frame, even if the ice muscles, jade bones, and bright eyes, no matter how beautiful the face is, there will be a trace of fatigue.

At that moment, Shen Mo also yawned and smiled at Zhun Tur.

After speaking silently, he waved his hand at Zhuntuer, turned around and left, without a trace of nostalgia.

Looking at the back of the silent departure, Zhuntur retracted his usual gentle face, and instantly became cold and evil.

The face that was still dignified and clear-eyed before was immediately replaced with an expression of pride in the world.

It's as if the gentle boy just now tore off his mask and transformed into another person who is the opposite.

glanced at him silently, and naturally saw a trace of a different thought from his eyes.

How could Shen Mo not understand what was hidden in front of him?

Shen Mo also carefully observed behind the door, waiting for Zhuntur to walk away before gradually leaving.

Shen Mo doesn't want to entangle with Jungturdoga, although he is a gentleman everywhere, but for the sinister rivers and lakes, everyone should protect themselves, and not trust others easily.

Back in the Shen Mansion, Shen Mo returned directly to the Golden Jade Pavilion, originally she won the championship of the poetry ceremony, and the Shen family needed to hold a celebration banquet for her, but looking at Shen Yan's hating eyes in the afternoon, how could there be any celebration banquet.

Standing in the pavilion from afar, he could still hear the sound coming from Shen Yan's room in the distance, and the people in the room must have jumped like thunder, otherwise they would not have made such a noisy shout.

Even if they held a celebration banquet for Shen Mo, Shen Mo didn't want to participate, but it was just a Hongmen banquet held by Yuan's mother and daughter in the name of celebration, so she wouldn't be stupid enough to fall into the net.

"Miss, you're back."

The housekeeper walked anxiously around the Shen Mansion, and when he saw Shen Mo coming back, he stopped to say hello.

"Butler, what are you doing here?"

"Naturally, I'm here waiting for the eldest lady to come back!" The butler smiled and bent over beside Shen Mo and said.

The silent eyes were a little distracted, looking at the room where the sound was in the distance, the gorgeous room was naturally very different from the simple house he was in.