Cen Xihan's nails stabbed blood from her palms, but she still tried to maintain the calm on her face, trying not to let her emotions leak out.

She was still secretly complaining about Mo Manlu in her heart, thinking that if it weren't for the Eighth Princess who had to write another poem by Cen Xiyan, she wouldn't have made Cen Xiyan have a bigger limelight in the end!

Well, now that the Cen family is the most talented and good-looking lady, she is afraid that she will not be able to keep it!

But Cen Xifen didn't have such a deep city, she heard everyone's admiration for Cen Xiyan, and then saw Cen Xiyan's indifferent and calm face as always, so angry that her face was a little distorted!

Lin Xiaoyu and Mo Qianlu were also dumbfounded, their faces full of shock and incredible! Even if Cen Xiyan had some literary talent, they didn't expect that she would make such an arrogant poem!

This kind of poetic style really doesn't look like the mind and height that a woman will have!

They were also hit hard by Cen Xiyan, and suddenly felt that they had made things difficult for her several times, which was a joke! It's not that she's not good at poetry, but she doesn't bother to shoot at all!

They don't want to admit it, they don't want to think about it, but they can't control their thoughts, so they think about it!

For a while, their faces were constantly changing, which was wonderful!

After the rice paper wheel circled, Mo Xianyun unceremoniously rolled up the rice paper and put it away together with the previous song "Yong Needle".

The meaning of the action is obvious, these two poems by Cen Xiyan, he is ready to collect it himself!

Mo Junxuan and Mo Junhan moved their lips and wanted to ask for it, but in the end they both held back and didn't say anything, because they knew that Mo Xianyun wouldn't give it if they said it!

Cen Hongmian, Jin Muchen, Lin Yutang and others also stared at each other, and no one dared to say anything to Mo Xianyun.

Cen Hongmian forced himself to move away from the realization that fell on the rice paper, and muttered to read the last poem, then looked at Cen Xiyan and asked, "Sixth sister, what is the name of that poem?" ”

The corners of Cen Xiyan's mouth twitched, and then he spit out two words: "Untitled." "You can't tell them that the name of the poem is "Nanling Farewell Children Enter Beijing", right?

Fortunately, there are not a few ancient poems with the name of "Untitled", so everyone has no objections.

Cen Hongmian read the poem again in a low voice, and then sighed secretly, "Resignee went north to Beijing"? Could it be that over the years, the sixth sister has regarded Qingyuan Town as her home? Thinking of this, he felt in his heart that it was not a taste, the Cen family still owed the sixth sister......

Mo Junxuan also read it, and then opened his mouth, "This poem, is there still a poem in front of it?" "Why does he always feel that it is incomplete......

Cen Xiyan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, this person actually heard it!

But of course she wouldn't admit it, so she shook her head and said, "No, only these four sentences." ”

"Oh......" Mo Junxuan glanced at Cen Xiyan deeply, obviously not believing her words, but he didn't continue to ask.

Cen Xiyan continued: "Prince Shuo said that when I write the last poem, I will no longer pester me to compose poems, and now that my task has been completed, I will no longer disturb everyone's interest, and I will leave." Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Cen Xiqin and asked, "Seventh sister, are you leaving?" ”

She is really tired of this boring poetry meeting, and plans to flash people quickly.

"Let's go!" Cen Xiqin stood up happily and said, "I'll go with you Sixth Sister!" ”

She's also tired of this poetry meeting—

ps: The poems will be written a little too much, and the next chapter will start to promote the plot! Don't worry, everyone! ╭(╯3╰)╮

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