Mo Xianyun didn't seem to hear Cen Xihan's words, he still sat there quietly, drinking tea slowly, he didn't even give this inexplicable woman a look!

Cen Xihan didn't expect that in front of so many people, Mo Xianyun would not give her the slightest face! She stood in front of the table and waited for a long time, but she didn't wait for Mo Xianyun's response, her pretty face turned white, red and white, her expression kept changing, she was extremely embarrassed, and she just wanted to find a hole to get into!

The others also widened their eyes, waiting for Mo Xianyun's response, but seeing this cold atmosphere at this moment, not to mention Cen Xihan, even the people they watched were embarrassed for her.

"Ahem!" At this time, Mo Junhan coughed, and interjected as if he wanted to ease the atmosphere: "Brother Xianyun Emperor, Miss Cen Si's proposal is good, don't you want to save Miss Cen Si's face, let's make a song too." ”

This time, Mo Xianyun finally reacted, he turned his head slightly, looked at Mo Junhan on the table beside him, his eyes were cold, and his tone was even more indifferent without any ups and downs, and said: "Since you want to give her face so much, it is better for you to write this poem." ”

As soon as Mo Xianyun said this, the already quiet hall became even more silent!

Everyone didn't expect that this Rui Wang Ye would even refute Prince Kun's face so directly!

But thinking about Mo Xianyun's mysterious whereabouts over the years, his cold and withdrawn temperament, his solitary behavior, and his never dealing with members of the royal family and the ministers of civil and military affairs, his performance today seems to be in line with the impression he has always given......

This time it was Mo Junxuan's turn to gloat, Mo Xianyun was so difficult, Mo Junhan still bumped up, how about it, he was choked! The inside is all lost! Well deserved!

Mo Junxuan was okay, no matter how much he gloated in his heart, but there was no obvious expression on his face, Mo Jun couldn't help but bend his eyes, and he was very happy to see his second emperor brother deflated!

Mo Junhan's face was dark, and he almost couldn't hold back, and he had an attack on the spot at Mo Xianyun!

But in the end, he still endured this breath, and did not really fight with Mo Xianyun on such an occasion, because he could see that Mo Xianyun was a fearless character, speaking and doing things, all based on his own preferences and moods, and he didn't care about the face of the royal family at all.

And he can't learn from Mo Xianyun, there are too many things he has to scruple about, especially in front of so many people, losing the face of the royal family is something he must not do.

Mo Junhan took a deep breath, tried to calm his mood, and said, "Okay then! I will throw bricks and lead the jade and make two small poems for everyone to enjoy and enjoy. After a pause, he continued: "Stay for a while, don't hide it anymore, if you have any good poems, just take them out!" ”

This last sentence sounds like it came from those noble sons, because most of the poems of the noble ladies have already been read.

Those princes, young masters of the family, etc., all nodded their heads when they heard this, indicating that they had no objections.

Mo Junhan was very satisfied with everyone's reaction, and after that, he deliberately glanced at Mo Xianyun, the meaning is self-evident, wait a while, everyone has poetry works, Mo Xianyun is not good to sit there and refuse to write!

But at this moment, Mo Xianyun is still as steady as Mount Tai, sitting there and drinking tea calmly.

Mo Junhan hated Mo Xianyun so much that the root of his teeth itched, but he was helpless, picked up the brush, shook it hard, and then moved the pen like flying, and wrote "swish"!

Cen Xihan couldn't continue to stand, and when he saw everyone's attention shifting, he glanced at Mo Junhan gratefully, and then sat down quietly.

On the surface, she still tried to maintain a dignified and noble calm, but under the table that no one saw, her hands were clenched into fists, and the knuckles she pinched were a little white!

Today's face is a big shame! While she was unwilling and aggrieved in her heart, she also had a trace of resentment towards Mo Xianyun, feeling that he had let herself, who was a woman and a beautiful woman and a talented woman, lose face in front of the public, which was really unsympathetic!

Soon, Mo Junhan wrote two poems about snow and plum.

Everyone appreciated and appreciated it, and naturally they were full of praise.

Next, those princes, princes, and young masters of the family all came up with one or two poems of their own, and on this occasion, no matter what the talent is, it is fun and necessary.

In the end, not a single poem was written, only Mo Xianyun was among the men, and among the nobles, only Cen Xiyan was left!

Everyone's eyes first fell on Mo Xianyun, and saw that Mo Xianyun was still sitting there drinking tea, as if he was a person who stayed out of the matter, and poetry or something had nothing to do with him at all.

In fact, he didn't come here for this boring poetry meeting, but because he knew that Cen Xiyan was coming, so he came.

Seeing that Mo Xianyun was so uncooperative and completely uncooperative, everyone was speechless and helpless, but no one dared to ask Mo Xianyun for anything at this time, with the examples of Cen Xihan and Mo Junhan in front, they went crazy to touch Mo Xianyun's moldy head!

Mo Junhan endured and endured, and finally forced himself to endure the evil anger in his heart, and he didn't make trouble like Mo Xianyun anymore.

At this moment, Mo Xianyun has become an absolutely special existence in the poetry meeting! It is incompatible with the poetry club, but it is natural to watch the whole process, sitting there, with its own aura, but it is not thin, but it is more powerful and dazzling!

The poetry meeting is an activity to show off his literary talents, but even if Mo Xianyun did not comment on anyone's poems, and even he himself did not write a single poem, and there was no outstanding performance on such an occasion, but there were still many noble girls who frequently peeked at him, blushing and heartbeat for him, and their hearts were rippling.

This is not only because his appearance is too outstanding, but also because his aura is too powerful and special! Just sit there and naturally become the focus of the audience!

Mo Xianyun refused to compose poetry, there was only one Cen Xiyan left, Mo Xianyun was the emperor's favorite prince, everyone didn't dare to attack him because of his identity, but Cen Xiyan was different, she was just the concubine of the Zhongyong Marquis's Mansion, in terms of identity and status, there were many people present who were more noble than others.

At this time, Cen Xiyan glanced at Lin Xiaoyu, and glanced at Cen Xiyan with the corner of his eye.

As Cen Xiyan's sister, Cen Xihan is not good at directly embarrassing Cen Xiyan, for fear that rumors of sister discord will damage his reputation. And just now she just begged Mo Xianyun for a facelessness, and now she doesn't want to be the focus of everyone, so she can only signal Lin Xiaoyu to help.