The smile of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Qing Junhong, who was present, directly froze......

Han Dang snorted coldly and gently touched his blue hair, "Little princess, how can you be worthy of me?" ”

The atmosphere was suddenly cold.

Qing Junhong's face seemed to be on ice, and he looked at Han Dang as if he could breathe fire, but he still took a deep breath, "Brother Han came to me for something else, so naturally I don't need to participate in this." ”

Tut-tut, this Han Dang said so, this Qing Junhong can still endure it, how much help did this Han Dang give to the Qingyuan Ancient Emperor to make them endure to this point?

Yu Qianbai was even more curious.

After a period of greetings, Qing Junhong pulled Han Dang away.

……

"Brother Zhou, what do you think is the origin of Han Dang?" Wu Liang habitually said with his masked smile and seemingly unintentionally.

Yu Qianbai snorted lightly, looked at Wu Liang, and thought in his heart, it is better to be lively, let this guy go and operate first, "The young master of the Han family in the Northern Regions, Han Dang!" It seems that the Eastern Regions is about to change the sky......" stop here, stop talking, Yu Qianbai is very chicken thief!

"What?" Wu Liang exclaimed directly, people from the Northern Regions? The young master of the Han family? Then immediately the horse fell into deep thought.

Seeing that the effect has been achieved, and it is almost the same today, I didn't bother anymore, I turned around and left directly, and returned to Yingxian Tower.

……

"Young Master Han! We are cooperating, if something goes wrong because of you, my father will not spare you, after all, it is not allowed for the Northern Regions to interfere in the affairs of the Eastern Regions! Qing Junhong's atmosphere warned Han Dang.

Han Dang crossed Erlang's legs indifferently, looked at Miaoman Qinghe who was standing not far away, and licked his lips, "In this case, we don't cooperate at all, if there is no formation for me, it will be difficult for your father to break through to the Mahayana realm in this life." ”

"You!"

Qinghe obediently came to Han Dang's side and fed Han Dang with fruit petals. Qing Junhong looked at his sister like this, his fists clenched tightly, he could only snort coldly, flick his sleeves and leave!

……

Yu Qianbai was lying on the bed, and he was going to take the literary test tomorrow, Yu Qianbai was not worried about this, after all, although he was not good, he came from the future, and he had dozens of hundreds of poems in his head, and he might not remember the upper and lower sentences clearly.

Now that Princess Qinghe has become like this, there is no disappointment, and suddenly, Yu Qianbai misses Hua Xian'er. I don't know what happened to this Nizi now, I haven't seen it since that secret realm.

In a drowsy state, Yu Qianbai fell asleep, but he was always unsteady.

The next day, this was the second session of the Qingyuan Conference, the literary test, and the third was the martial arts test.

A large group of people had been invited to Qingyuan Square, taking turns to sit down, Yu Qianbai sat there, meditating with his eyes closed, and the eating and drinking in front of him did not move at all.

…… Do you want to eat, I want to eat so many delicious things, but I have to hold back eating and drinking, I can't mess around, or honestly break into the secret realm first.

Princess Qinghe was dressed in a delicate and elegant flower dress, and the two maids behind her carried a long piano.

Cut, it's this operation again, I remember the same thing in the Hongwang Mansion last time,.

A melodious song, sure enough, I have to say that this Qinghe princess's piano playing kung fu is really in place.

The audience was already intoxicated, and Wu Liang also quietly admired it with a smile, because he, like Yu Qianbai, felt that this scene was really familiar.

Not to mention, Yu Qianbai still closed his eyes tightly and sat cross-legged as if he couldn't hear anything. Princess Qinghe flicked it, raised her head and looked around, very satisfied, until she saw Yu Qianbai.

The man in Tsing Yi was there cross-legged, without saying a word, his eyes were closed, as if he hadn't heard his song, and he was slightly resentful in his heart.

The last time was when Yu Qianbai was eating and drinking while he was playing, and now this man in Tsing Yi is here again to close his eyes and recuperate.

"I don't know Childe, how do you feel about my track?" Princess Qinghe's voice is like a clear spring dingdong, which makes people feel refreshed.

With Princess Qinghe's question, all eyes of the audience focused on Yu Qianbai, although Yu Qianbai closed his eyes, the whole audience could feel it......

Say no! Here again, I don't want to be so noticeable, okay, annoying.

"Sounds good!" Yu Qianbai opened his eyes and said helplessly, "I'm sorry, Princess Qinghe, I don't know the rhythm of music, I just think it's good, and I can only express it like this." ”

Princess Qinghe frowned, she always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say it.

"Today's theme is to compose poems or gifts with the sound of the princess's piano."

Yu Qianbai nodded slightly, isn't this the same as when he touched the Hongwang Mansion, composing poetry? Oops, you forced me again!

Soon, this group of talented sons began to write poems, which was so lively, and they instantly became the appearance of literati.

Yu Qianbai looked at the white paper in front of him, scratched his head, if he wanted to memorize poems, he was still very sure, if he said that he was writing the words here, or using a brush, Yu Qianbai didn't dare to do it, because it was too ugly.

Although he has been in this world for many, many years, Yu Qianbai has never practiced writing at all.

I was thinking about the messy verses in my head, and I wanted to quickly arrange the poem to be suitable for this moment, but I couldn't remember it, and there was always a feeling that I couldn't write the poems silently in the Chinese exam in my previous life.

"In that case! Then you will know that all is written! ”

I really can't help it, I have to step back, I'm going to start pretending!

Yu Qianbai threw the paper high, the brush in his hand waved rapidly, and the blank paper was already full of poems!

This fierce operation instantly became the focus of the audience, everyone forgot to write poems, only Yu Qianbai was intoxicated with writing poems, no, it was the pleasure of reciting poems.

Qing Junhong looked at the pale 'domineering' figure, "How can this scene be so familiar......

The pieces of paper in the air kept falling, neatly stacked there, and Yu Qianbai put his pen cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested, as if nothing had happened just now.

Soon, a waiter approached, took the pile of poems, and handed them to the ancient emperor of Qingyuan on the high platform. Han Dang had no interest in this at all......

The ancient emperor of Qingyuan looked at the poems, his eyes that were originally slightly squinted gradually widened, he was quite surprised, raised his hand, and the people around him immediately walked forward, "Okay, no need to compare." The winner has come out. ”

"Huh!?"

"I said the winner has come out, go and announce it." As he spoke, he handed a stack of poems to the people around him, and closed his eyes again.

The man could only do so and stepped forward, "The first place in this literary examination competition, Zhou Tianyi!" ”