Beichen Luan knew that Ran Qingge would adopt the radical method, but no matter what the outcome was, she would never show weakness to Ran Qingge.

If Lin Feng is literate, proficient in music and rhythm, and good at reciting poetry, it also allows her to let go of the mustard and ease the contradictions between the two sides.

At this time, Shi Yutong moved his body and approached Beichen Luan kindly: "Concubine Jin, a wise man has a thousand thoughts, there must be a mistake, tonight, you were calculated by Concubine Ran, and Xianggong chanted poems. Don't worry."

Shi Yutong wanted to stop them from betting, so as not to suffer a loss to Beichen Luan, but Lin Feng was silent, and he was afraid of ruining his interest. Therefore, he could only watch Beichen Luan and be led into the trap step by step.

I can't help but sigh lightly, tonight the dormitory is afraid that the sea song is fresh, the mulberry field dance is melodious, and the cloud song and rain cry until dawn.

Ran Beichen Luan's face was firm, pretending to be calm, with a pair of quiet eyes, he looked at Lin Feng and said, "Please show your talents, and the concubines will listen to you."

"Hahaha, Concubine Jin, Hugh blames me for bullying you!" Lin Feng smiled brightly, stretched out his big hand, took Beichen Luan's slender figure into his arms, and said with a smug expression: "Three concubines. Listen up."

For a while, Shi Yutong, Beichen Luan, and Ran Qingge restrained their smiles, and they all raised their heads and looked at Lin Feng intently, with expectations on their faces.

Lin Feng's fingers buckled the beat, and gently flicked on the back of Beichen Luan's white jade-like hand, and when he was silent for a while, he said, "There is!"

"The clouds want to look like the flowers, the spring breeze Buddha Column Revlon, if it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon."

Lin Feng chanted lightly, Shi Yutong, Ran Qingge, and Beichen Luan tasted it repeatedly.

When he was young, Beichen Luan took the lead in blushing, couldn't help but droop, his heart was beating, he was excited and couldn't help himself, and there seemed to be something in his body that was about to jump out.

She didn't expect it. Lin Feng really recited poems with great ease, and his rhetoric was gorgeous, without missing traces, praising the posture and appearance of the three people.

It is also in harmony with the dance, as if their carefully rehearsed dance posture is to lead to this poem.

This poem makes the dance, including the dancers, even more beautiful.

Although her back was to Lin Feng, in her mind, the imprint about Lin Feng suddenly seemed to be much clearer, and she couldn't help but lean towards Lin Feng's arms with her delicate body.

Soon, Shi Yutong, Ran Qingge's jade face was pink, and the roots of the ears were red, like boiled prawns, hanging one after another.

praised Lin Feng quietly and was overjoyed.

Lin Feng felt Beichen Luan's initiative, kissed her black show, stretched out his hand to take Shi Yutong and Ran Qingge into his arms, and whispered: "Famous flowers are happy with each other. The king always laughs at it; Explain the infinite hatred of the spring breeze, and the north of the Agarwood Pavilion leans on the Gangan."

Stop, Shi Yutong, Beichen Luan, Ran Qingge, and Hua Rong were surprised, they knew Lin Feng's talent, but they had never heard of and witnessed Lin Feng's talent.

For a moment, I was impressed.

After a long time, Shi Yutong's thoughts took the lead in reminiscing from the shock, looking at Beichen Luan, who looked dumbfounded, Ran Qingge, pushed the two of them with his hand, and said with a smile: "Look at your appearance, the husband praised him a little, and he took the initiative to sleep without hesitation?" ”

"Hee-hee, the husband likes it, and people don't refuse." Ran Qingge smiled, and leaned into Lin Feng's arms.

Beichen Luan sneered at Ran Qingge's words and deeds, turned his head to look at Lin Feng, and suddenly, he only felt that the other party seemed to have changed his appearance, and said shyly and timidly: "Xianggong is talented, praise in the poems, and the concubine is ashamed!"

"Really?" Lin Feng hugged Beichen Luan and let him face him.

Beichen Luan didn't dare to look directly at Lin Feng's eyes, and his chin was dark, but his chin was lifted by Lin Feng's fingers, and in an instant, his face became redder and redder.

The voice is like a mosquito and a fly: "Xianggong, compare Yunxia to clothes, compare flowers to concubines and other appearances, and compare concubines and others to fairies, clouds, flowers, jade dew, Yaotai, Yuehua, all set off the posture of concubines and others, according to the concubines, this woman should only be in the sky, and the world has to smell it a few times, so I dare not be ashamed."

Lin Fengzhen immediately asked, "Is that all?"

The moral in the poem is that Beichen Luan's heart is like a mirror.

She knows that the flowers are exposed by the spring breeze, and the concubine is favored by the king. The king has no hatred, and it is naturally related to the concubine.

There were just some things she was ashamed to say. The mantis was buried in Lin Feng's arms, her face was hot, and she whispered: "The concubine is stupid, and she doesn't understand what she means."

"Hahaha, the spring night is bitter and the day is short, and the king will not be early from now on." Holding Beichen Luan's soft as a boneless arm, Lin Feng's proud color was fully revealed,

Feeling the strength of Lin Feng's arm, Beichen Luan raised his hand, looked at each other with a pair of shy eyes, and asked, "Xianggong, can this poem have a name?" ”

In the past, when she was a princess, she also looked forward to having a long conversation with her beloved, drinking before the moon, opening her heart, and promoting long talks.

However, his fate was unlucky, the country was ruined, the stars in the sky fell to the dust, and he entered the Yan Palace, thinking that there was no hope for this life.

For a long time, Lin Feng was only a vulgar martial artist, boring and tasteless.

gave birth to the princess, the two sides were still separated, it was extremely difficult to get along, unexpectedly, tonight's unintentional move, I was impressed by Lin Feng's talent, and I was impressed. Let her hidden dream rekindle.

"What do you think?" Lin Feng stared at Beichen Luan and asked.

Beichen Luan was taken aback, and immediately said: "The concubine is only shallow in learning, and she doesn't dare to talk nonsense in front of the minister!" ”

Hearing this, Lin Feng laughed loudly.

However, Ran Qingge was dissatisfied with Beichen Luan, Shi Yutong was in the palace, she showed favor to Lin Feng, and as a result, Beichen Luan stole the limelight.

At this time, Beichen Luan, who was usually not welcomed, occupied half of Lin Feng's body, and Shi Yutong also had a place, but she was left out and sat down.

couldn't help but exhale angrily: "Xianggong, Concubine Jin is known for her literary talents, pretending to be modest, and she is afraid that she will do it intentionally."

"Tsk, Qingge, look at your words, how do you look like an angry little lady." Hearing Ran Qingge's words, looking at her angry face, Lin Feng quipped.

"People are angry little ladies, Concubine Jin enters the room, the princess can't take his eyes off her, his eyes are all on her, and the concubine and Sister Zhao seem redundant." Ran Qingge pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly.

Thinking back on his previous actions, it seemed to be just as Ran Qingge said, embarrassed for a while.

Moving his body, the tiger pounced on Ran Qingge. The beautiful woman has a pretty face and a posture of letting you pick a sword.

Lin Feng's fingers hooked the beauty's smooth jaw, and said with a smile, "In this way, Xianggong will satisfy you first, this little resentful woman."

Ran Qingge's jade lotus root was like an arm, hooked around Lin Feng's neck, and said with a smile: "People are not little resentful women, they just don't want to be treated as a vase by Xianggong and turn a blind eye."

Seeing that the sky was thundering and the earth was on fire, and the spring flowers were about to fill the garden, Shi Yutong covered her mouth and chuckled: "Xianggong, the long night is long, tell the name of the concubine, and it's not too late to flirt with the little resentful woman!"

"That's right, let's talk about it quickly, otherwise some dissatisfied little resentful women will blame the concubines again!" Beichen Luan fire poured oil. Grabbing Lin Feng's arm, he coquettishly urged.

Looking at it, Lin Feng let go of Ran Qingge and muttered in her ear: "Little resentful woman, can you endure for a while?"

was teased by the three of them, Ran Qingge's face was red, he was ashamed of himself, and he wanted to refute, but he was speechless, only angry to show his dissatisfaction.

However, like a cat, he was extremely domineering and occupied Lin Feng and shrank in his arms to show his sovereignty.

Lin Feng caressed the beauty show, looked at Beichen Luan, Shi Yutong, and asked, "Ni dress and feather dance, what do you think?" ”

"The rhetoric is beautiful, the metaphors are apt, and it couldn't be better." Beichen Luan said again and again, and Shi Yutong was also full of praise.

In the arms. Ran Qingge's chick nodded as if pecking rice.

At this time, Lin Feng's eyes flashed with evil light, and urged: "Xianggong is composing, you should dance, although the night is long, why is the spring night short?" As he spoke, he told Ran Qingge about the score.

"Xianggong, this dance music is more pleasing to the eye!" Shi Yutong knew that Lin Feng was in a hurry, and anxiously urged, but wanted to refuse to take a break.

Next to it, Beichen Luan echoed.

Thinking of what was about to happen, her heart jumped wildly, and she really had the idea of slipping away.

However, she also knew that according to the character of the domineering man opposite, she would definitely not let her escape.

"Do you want to deny it, or do you want to gather more sisters for fear that you can't afford the conquest?" Lin Feng pretended to be angry, looking displeased.

Hearing the sound, Shi Yutong, Beichen Luan became more nervous and ashamed.

It's embarrassing enough for three people to be together, and if you gather more beautiful people, won't it be more difficult to talk about it.

"Okay, it's just a matter of people's opinions, who let Xianggong win!" Shi Yutong's face turned red and pursed her lips, and Lin Feng's pretended to be angry, which made her laugh again and again. Xianggong, wait a minute, wait for the concubines to change their clothes."

Beichen Luan wanted to stay out of the matter, but Lin Feng's eyes focused on her, as if he was saying that he was willing to gamble and lose.

For a while, Beichen Luan's face was red, and he was uneasy, and he called Shi Yutong to wait, and he answered shyly to catch up.

At this moment, in the soft couch, Lin Feng and Ran Qingge are lonely men and widows. A pair of ill-intentioned eyes, full of greed, stared directly at Ran Qingge's delicate figure, saw that Ran Qingge was uncomfortable, and asked softly: "Why doesn't Xianggong look at others with bad intentions, does it have flowers on their faces?"

"Hahaha, you have flowers on you," Lin Feng raised his head and laughed, urging: "Little resentful woman, don't go and change your clothes quickly!" ”

"Xianggong, you are cheating, the concubine specializes in playing music." Ran Qingge said.

Ran Lin Feng stretched out his hand, hooked the beautiful woman's jaw, and said with a wicked smile: "Xianggong is not here to listen to the music, if you don't go, you will bear the consequences."

After that, he picked up Ran Qingge and wanted to walk towards the bedroom, sensing his father-in-law's intentions, Ran Qingge was so frightened that he lost his face and acted timidly. Like a loach, he slipped down from Lin Feng's arms, slammed his fist on Lin Feng's chest, and said coquettishly: "Xianggong, you are necrotic, and you specifically want everyone to see the jokes of the concubines."

She wants to spend the clouds and rain of Wushan with Lin Feng, but the poetry and rain are still there, Beichen Luan is still there, if she has fun in front of the two of them and enjoys it alone, she will not be laughed at by the two.

"Yes, I don't think so!" Lin Feng grabbed the beauty's hand, pressed it step by step, pressed his palm on Ran Qingge's back, and pressed it his chest.

The two sides were close at hand, their snorts collided, and their bodies were attached to their father-in-law, and Ran Qingge's heart was pounding.

She knows that her father-in-law has no taboos, and she dares to do anything ridiculous.

Worried about the return of Shi Yutong's two daughters, she said shyly: "Xianggong spares his life, Xianggong spares his life. People depend on you."

After that, lift the skirt, smear the soles of your feet, and slip away.

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