Wang Yan fished out the needle and thread from the pot of boiling water, Tie Wumeng watched from the side, not understanding what Wang Yan was going to do, but soon, she knew, a beautiful little girl stared wide-eyed, watching Wang Yan thread the needle and thread, and actually stitched up his wound, Tie Wumeng's face turned pale, and every time Wang Yan dropped a needle, her heart trembled, this was really taking a needle to stick it into the flesh.

Compared to this, Tie Wumeng was even more surprised by Wang Yan's expression at the moment, his face was calm, as if it was not his flesh that was pricked by a needle...

The effect of the palace secret medicine really has nothing to say, the wound has recovered well, and now that the wound is stitched up, I believe it will not take long to completely heal, and after stitching up the wound, Wang Yan reacted that there seemed to be a person sitting on the side, glanced at Tie Wumeng, and found that her face was pale and her expression was very unnatural. I'm too careless, this kind of thing is quite bloody for a young girl, I should let her avoid it in advance, this is not a bar, Tie Wumeng is not Ah Lan, I take it for granted.

"I'm sorry, I should have asked you to avoid it." Wang Yan said apologetically.

"Brother, are all these scars from the war?" Tie Wumeng answered the question, looking at the old wounds on his arms, and his words revealed a touch of concern.

Wang Yan turned his hand and examined the old wounds on his arms, his eyes suddenly became gentle, and these wounds recorded a lot of things.

"Yes, they were all left behind in the war." Wang Yan followed Tie Wumeng's words.

"Brother, can you tell Meng'er about your story with your sisters-in-law?" After Tie Wumeng finished speaking, a faint pink appeared on her pale face, she lowered her head slightly, and her jade fingers gently brushed her bangs.

An alarm suddenly sounded in Wang Yan's head, the woman was curious about the story of the man and his woman, this is not a sign of purity, if you follow this kind of plot...

Wang Yan was thinking about how to fool this matter over, when he heard a rush of footsteps outside, and then, a civil official in purple rushed into the courtyard with a team of palace guards, and stared at Wang Yan at a glance, his face suddenly showed a touch of joy, walked quickly to Wang Yan, took out a scroll from his sleeve, and hurriedly opened it for Wang Yan to see.

"In Xia Xu Yuan, he is the young master of the dynasty, dare to ask if this poem was written by the general?"

Wang Yanmeng came back to his senses for a moment, looked down and saw that there were four lines of poetry written on the scroll between them.

"Last night's stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building and the east of Guitang. There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of wisdom in the heart. After reading it, Wang Yan has already found the source of this poem in his heart, isn't this the poem in Li Shangyin's "Untitled", although he knows, but he has not said it, this Wang Yan affirms.

"Dare to ask Young Master Xu, where did you get this poem?" A poem that should not appear in this era appeared in front of him, and the young man in purple opened his mouth to ask if this poem was written by himself, Wang Yan suddenly had countless associations in his heart, and vigilance and suspicion rose and grew.

Wang Yan's expression obviously became much more cautious and serious, Xu Shaofu saw it in his eyes, and quickly figured out the reason, since this poem was written by him for his wife alone, it was not passed on, and he took it out at this time, so it was strange that he was not vigilant.

"Don't think too much about the general, this poem was accidentally obtained by the dog when he traveled in Xinzhou, and then by chance he learned that this poem was made by the general for his wife, and the dog liked this poem very much, so he copied it privately."

After listening to Xu Shaofu's words, Wang Yan's doubts dissipated a lot, although he knew this poem, he had never written it, most of it was written by He Yushan, and then pressed it on his head, but at this time, the purple-clothed young master hurriedly came to find this poem with it, could it be that what happened to the poem in the literary test competition? Wang Yan's mind was lively, and he guessed the matter in an instant, and without waiting for Wang Yan to ask more, Xu Shaofu took the first step to speak.

"This official came this time, is to ask the general to go to the Taiji Hall to test the last two questions of the poetry test, and I hope that the general will not refuse, Xu Xiangtuo told the general that as long as the general goes, no matter whether he wins or loses in the end, Wenyuan Pavilion will owe the general a favor."

Sure enough, as he expected, the poem tried to go wrong, and the poem suddenly appeared, and it happened that he was in the palace, and they found him! Compare with the ancients to compose poems? Wang Yan admits that he doesn't have this ability, and Wang Yan doesn't want to go, so at this time, he only needs to say that this poem is not done by me, but by the hands of clumsy Jing to push this matter away.

"Good! In the next place, I will go with Xu Shaofu. Wang Yan smiled slightly, he can't compose poems, but Wang Yan is still very good at reciting poems, although Tiance Mansion and Wenyuan Pavilion are all the way in the general direction, but in the nest, the two factions are actually incompatible, if you can exchange those famous poems in your stomach for a favor in Wenyuan Pavilion, you can use it in the future, and the opportunity will always be earned.

Tie Wumeng was beside Wang Yan, his eyes kept looking at the poem, and his mouth was whispering.

"The body has no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart has a little bit of a good idea.. Heart-to-heart, it seems that he knows his wife very well. Seeing that Wang Yan followed Xu Shaofu out of the courtyard gate, Tie Wumeng quickly followed.

Outside the Taiji Palace, Huizong sat on the dragon chair, closed his eyes and recuperated, waiting for the arrival of the person who replaced the poet immortal, suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the city gate, and after a while, a team of people walked in from outside the door, Huizong's eyes opened a gap slightly, and then his face became a lot colder, Xu Yuanwen, who was standing on the side, frowned slightly, his expression was solemn, and there was little change.

The arrogant thirteen princes recognized at a glance that it was the queen of the dynasty, and the one sitting on the phoenix not far away was the queen of the day, the most beautiful person in the world, the thirteen princes were already fond of women, and when they saw the phoenix, they didn't care about etiquette.

Feng Xuan walked to the front, the thirteen princes saw Dugu Meier's amazing face through the gauze curtain, although there was a gauze barrier, but the hazy appearance still aroused the imagination of the thirteen princes, and they were drunk for a while.

The phoenix stopped at the bottom of the steps, Dugu Mei'er got off the phoenix, walked up the steps, and Xu Yuanwen quietly took a step back to vacate the position.

Dugu Mei'er stopped beside the dragon chair, and Emperor Huizong glanced at Dugu Mei'er in the tent, and asked with a smile.

"The results of the martial arts test have already been obtained?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the martial arts test over there, one win and one loss, General Di has the upper hand in the third game, and it is only a matter of time before he wins." It was Yue'e who answered, not Dugu Mei'er, and she didn't look at Huizong from beginning to end.

Huizong smiled, he didn't care about Queen Dugu's indifference, he didn't even have a trace of displeasure, he was used to being treated like this by Dugu Meier, his own emperor, was a puppet, as for the queen, she never thought she was an emperor, nor did she think she was a husband, this marriage, from the beginning, was an ornament.

However, hearing the situation over there in the martial arts test, Huizong is still very happy, the martial arts test has won a game yesterday, if this game is won today, then tomorrow's victory or defeat is not important, Daliang has won, although he has no real power, but after all, he is nominally the emperor of Daliang, and the ancestors are still considered their own in some sense, and the martial arts test is won, not only Daliang has a long face, but his own emperor is also honored, if today's poetry test can also win! Who is that man?