Chapter 64: Poetry Goes to the Banquet

The cold threat was strongly suppressed from the top of his head: "Today, if you don't agree to this matter, do you think you can still walk out of the dormitory of the mourning family safely?" ”

"Back to the Queen Mother, the courtiers ......"

Luo Shuangyi's face was very frightened, as if he was frightened by the Queen Mother's sudden change in complexion, but his hands were still covering his stomach, and there was still pain on his face.

"There are some words, the mourning family advises you to think clearly before answering, after all, the first emperor is not here, and your Luo Wangfu's biggest reliance is gone!"

Luo Shuangyi was silent, she knew that the Luo Wangfu was originally relying on the gifts of the previous generation of emperors to have today's scenery, and now that the first emperor is not there, the third prince has ascended the throne, and the Luo Wangfu in the future, this road is afraid that it will not be so easy to walk.

Even if she really didn't want to be caught in this whirlpool, if she was already in the whirlpool and still blindly avoided it, I am afraid that she would only die a worse death.

The Queen Mother slowly squatted down and put one hand on Luo Shuangyi's shoulder: "This medicine, it's not too late to drink it when you go back, but the point is that you have to be able to go back!" It's just for you to report his usual whereabouts to the mourning family, if you can't do this, if something happens to this big mansion like King Luo's Mansion, how can you do it? ”

Luo Shuangyi listened to the threats in the Queen Mother's words, in addition to her, there is also Luo Wangfu, the Queen Mother may not be able to do anything to Luo Wangfu for the time being, but this deep palace is now full of her people and eyeliner, and if you want to deal with yourself here, you don't know if you feel that you have dealt with yourself, and then lie that the person has left, it is just a matter of raising your hands.

Luo Wangfu has no military power, when the time comes, even if something happens to him, Luo Wangye is afraid that he will be helpless, even if Luo Wangye is really for her and the Queen Mother, this old woman is afraid that she is even more happy, and she just has a reason to deal with Luowangfu.

Thinking of this, she quickly changed the expression of her face, and said with a hint of fear in panic: "Little ...... The little girl said the wrong thing just now, which made the Queen Mother unhappy, and the little girl admitted her mistake! ”

The Queen Mother's hand was still on her shoulder, staring at her coldly: "So, are you willing?" ”

"Really, you just need to tell the Queen Mother about the whereabouts of the prince?" Luo Shuangyi said with a hint of uncertain caution.

Seeing that she seemed to have figured it out, the Queen Mother withdrew her hand from her shoulder: "That's right, as long as you do this little thing, it's fine." ”

"That'...... All right! Luo Shuangyi seemed to be really frightened by her, and her voice was a little trance-like.

Syllable! Syllable!

The Queen Mother clapped her hands, and a woman dressed as a palace maid walked in outside the hall, and when she arrived at the Queen Mother, she bowed, and then quietly stepped aside.

"You child, you are sensible, this maid has been by my side for many years, she is very caring, and the mourning family will reward her to you."

After the queen mother's words fell, the maid took a step forward and made a big salute to Luo Shuangyi: "Slave magpie, I've seen the eldest lady!" ”

Luo Shuangyi knew that since he had promised the Queen Mother to monitor Lu Huaiyu, then this maid naturally couldn't shirk it, so he bent over and thanked the reward.

The Queen Mother sat back in her chair, all the smiles on her face had settled, and her tone was full of the coercion of the superior.

"The family affairs between the Luo Wangfu and the Mingyang Wangfu have been set for many years, and the mourning family looks at Huai Yu for you, and they also have thoughts, and now that you are in time, you are also at an age when you can get married, why don't you make an order to let the two of you get married as soon as possible, so that you can get closer to him?"

Luo Shuangyi's body was shocked, she only asked Lu Huaiyu to withdraw from the marriage a few days ago, and now if she answers the queen mother's words and marries him, in his eyes, wouldn't she become a desire to get away with it?

Then Lu Huaiyu didn't like her before, not to mention that there was a Luo Yingxue in the middle, if she married like this, it would be good if Lu Huaiyu didn't kill him, and she still wanted to spy on him?

Besides, although this marriage contract was set by the previous generation, she really didn't feel anything about Lu Huaiyu, so she could just explain her life's major events like this?

Thinking of this, Luo Shuangyi hurriedly said loudly: "The Queen Mother doesn't know, the prince has misunderstood the little girl before, and even disliked it very much for a while. If he marries him at this time, I am afraid that he will reject the little girl even more, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be defensive of the little girl. It is better to let the little girl and the prince cultivate their relationship first, and let the prince let go of the mustard for the little girl and enter the house in the future, so that it can be more convenient to act. ”

The Queen Mother listened to her words and felt that there was some truth, so she stopped mentioning the matter of marriage.

Luo Shuangyi led the magpie all the way out of the palace gate, as soon as he got into the carriage, Luo Shuangyi was paralyzed on the carriage, this entering the palace to face the queen mother was even more tiring than preparing for a final exam!

The queen mother's reward for the palace maid reached the ears of the old lady, and at night, the old lady deliberately asked Luo Shuangyi to call Luo Shuangyi to the courtyard, and asked her what happened when she entered the palace, Luo Shuangyi told the truth, but the words were tactful.

The old lady told Luo Shuangyi to be careful, and sent her away tiredly.

The matter of the three princes ascending the throne gradually came to an end, and in the capital, as if nothing had happened, on the bright side, the wind was calm, but secretly, there were waves and underwaters.

Mingyang Palace.

Since that incident in the palace, King Mingyang has asked people to look at Lu Huaiyu and forbade him to leave the palace without permission.

Lu Huaiyu was bored in the study and read books for a few days, and in the end, he couldn't sit still, so he began to practice martial arts in the courtyard.

After a fight, Lu Huaiyu was already sweating profusely, and his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the craftsman who was carrying flowers and plants on the side, and his mind moved, and he turned around and went back to the study.

When he came to the study, Lu Huaiyu left a line of words on the desk, and then called the housekeeper.

"This prince is going to hold a poetry meeting the day after tomorrow, you send someone to arrange it, and in addition, invite the princes and ladies of the mansions to come and enjoy the flowers, and say that there are new flower species in the mansion of this prince."

The housekeeper was about to leave, and Lu Huaiyu stopped the person again: "By the way, Luo Wangfu invited Miss Luo." ”

This sentence was obviously deliberately said, and the prince invited Miss Luo by name, so the people next to him did not need to be notified.

The housekeeper guessed a bit of Lu Huaiyu's thoughts, and nodded hurriedly: "Don't worry, the old slave will definitely bring the words!" ”

The poetry meeting held by Lu Huaiyu has always been lively, if it was ordinary, Luo Shuangyi might have refused directly, but now there is a magpie by his side, and his every move is under the surveillance of this maid, if he refuses the queen mother's side like this, I am afraid that she will invite her over for tea again.

Luo Shuangyi took the invitation card and said to the housekeeper of Mingyang Palace: "Go back and report to your family, I will go to the poetry meeting in two days!" ”

The magpie stood behind Luo Shuangyi, seeing that she should respond, the displeasure that had been going on for days finally stretched a little, since she came back from the palace that day, this Miss Luo has been staying in the courtyard, and she has never even taken a step out of the door of Luo Wangfu, and if it goes on like this, I am afraid that even she will be punished by the Queen Mother.

She was thinking that she had to force her to go out to see His Royal Highness the Prince today, and now this invitation has been sent, it seems that the rumors are true, the prince of the Mingyang Palace, is not ordinary to this Miss Luo.

The party held by Lu Huaiyu has always been lively, and as soon as Luo Shuangyi left the house, he met Luo Yingxue in full costume.

"Sister, are you also going to the poetry party? It just so happens that my sister wants to ride in the same car with you, so you won't mind, right? ”

The words fell, and without waiting for Luo Shuangyi to say anything more, Luo Yingxue directly pulled Luo Shuangyi's hand into the carriage.

Luo Shuangyi looked at her with a strange expression, this person shouldn't want to do something again, right?

"If you still want to fight any bad ideas, I advise you to dispel them now."

She really doesn't want to mess around with her!

Luo Yingxue's face froze for a moment, and she recovered in an instant: "Look at what my sister said, I just want to share a car with my sister, my sister won't be so stingy, right?" ”

Luo Shuangyi didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so he didn't speak anymore, and the two took a car to Mingyang Palace.

The housekeeper at the door looked at Luo Shuangyi's invitation, then at Luo Yingxue, and stopped talking.

Luo Yingxue was afraid that someone would be exposed at the door, so she immediately said angrily: "What do you see? You don't recognize the invitation you sent out yourself? ”

The housekeeper looked at Luo Yingxue, who was holding hands with Luo Shuangyi, and didn't say anything more, so he directly let Luo Yingxue in.

As soon as she entered, Luo Yingxue directly let go of Luo Shuangyi's hand, and walked over to the few women she had befriended before.

Luo Shuangyi didn't care about her actions, and chose a quiet corner and sat down.

The poetry meeting soon began.

Lu Huaiyu sent people to put out the new varieties that had been bred before, and the others stood in a big circle around the flower and began to appreciate it.

Lu Huaiyu looked at Luo Shuangyi, who was sitting in the distance, full of interest, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he caught a glimpse of Luo Yingxue, but he sank instantly.

He didn't hand out invitations to this woman at all, how did she get in?

The first poem in the poetry club is very important, everyone pushed me, and finally decided to let Lu Huaiyu write this first poem.

Lu Huaiyu's eyes always looked at Luo Shuangyi intentionally or unintentionally, but the person who could be seen looked at the pot of flowers carelessly.

The pen and ink have already been paved, Lu Huaiyu stepped forward, raised his hand to pinch the pen, but what kept coming to mind was the experience of He Luo Shuangyi in Mocheng.

His mind moved, but after a few clicks, Lu Huaiyu dropped a poem on the rice paper.

Everyone's eyes fell on him, and the demeanor of the dragon and snake was deeply imprinted in everyone's eyes.

Someone joined in the fun, even when Lu Huaiyu's poem was read in front of everyone.

With such a thought, everyone present listened to his poems in their ears, and praised Lu Huaiyu.

The son who was by his poems immediately admired and said: "The son of the world is worthy of being a talented man today, and a poem in his hand makes me feel ashamed!" ”

Everyone began to savor Lu Huaiyu's poem, but some people saw that it was greasy, this poem, at first glance, looks like a praise of flowers, but if you look closely, it is more like a confession poem.

If there is something good, he couldn't help but ask directly: "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, is this a metaphor for flowers?" I don't know which young lady entered the heart of His Royal Highness the Prince? ”