When Yue Feng read this poem, he was also excited!

Ha ha...

This Pang Tong is worthy of being a famous strategist of the Three Kingdoms, and he is rich in five cars! In such a short period of time, this poem was written!

This poem, although it reads a bit like a limerick poem, but if you taste it carefully, it can really be passed down for centuries! Even compared with the famous sentences recited through the ages on the Earth Circle Continent, it is not too much!

Thinking about it, Yue Feng looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Wen Tai, and said with a smile: "Master Wen, I also felt it, and I made a random song. ”

What?

But in the time of dozens of breaths, I made a random song?

Hearing this, everyone around was exclaimed, this little eunuch really doesn't understand any modesty.

But then again, this poem is really wonderful.

Wentai's face turned red, and he felt unspeakable embarrassment in his heart.

At this moment, Yue Feng continued: "Master Wen, you can continue, if you make better verses than mine, the little one will immediately pour you wine to make amends!" ”

"I..."

Hearing this, Wentai's brain was buzzing, racking his brains, and he couldn't think of half a line of poetry at this time.

Even if it is made, it can't surpass Yue Feng's one.

Seeing Wentai's expression, Yue Feng smiled lightly, sat back on the chair, and sipped tea slowly.

Quiet!

At this moment, the entire Yunshou Palace was silent.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Wentai, including the empress.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wentai had no clue for a long time, angry and anxious.

He is only eight years old, and he is also a member of the literary world in Nanyun Continent, but at this time, he worships in the hands of a little eunuch.

This... It's a shame.

Poof!

For a while, under the rush of fire, Wentai's eyes were dark and he fainted directly.

"Lord Wen!"

"Wen Lao...."

Suddenly, several civil officials hurried over and opened their mouths, one by one worried. At the same time, looking at Yue Feng's gaze, they were all flickering with consternation.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that a little eunuch would have won Wentai by composing poems.

"That's it!"

At this moment, the empress slowly stood up and raised her jade hand: "Send Wen Aiqing to the imperial doctor!" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

When the words fell, several civil officials hurriedly helped the unconscious Wentai out.

When the person walked away, the empress turned her head and looked at Yue Feng quietly.

This little eunuch is really unexpected.

Before, on the main hall, he successfully passed through the Nine Curved Xuanyu with a rope. And now, in terms of poetry and songs, he has won Wentai.

A little eunuch has such talent.

Thinking about it, the empress said softly: "Yue Feng, you said before that you know a little about poetry, and you are really modest. At this time, can you make a poem or two for me to savor it..."

The empress likes poetry and songs, and Yue Fengping's poem just now was a blockbuster, and in a flash, the empress became interested in him.

Nima!

You still want me to write poetry.

Hearing this, Yue Feng was depressed.

Even if he has Pang Tong's help, he is here to get the dragon essence, not to accompany the empress to drink and have fun.

But the empress spoke, and it was not easy to refuse.

In desperation, Yue Feng had no choice but to smile bitterly and nodded: "Then the slave will be ugly." ”

While saying this, Yue Feng also sent a signal to Pang Tong in the Linglong Tower: "Pang Tong is going to work hard for you again." ”

"You're welcome!"

Linglong Tower, Pang Tong is very humble and respectful.

In the next ten minutes, Yue Feng composed a few more poems and read them to the empress. Of course, these poems were all written by Pang Tong.

Each one is a masterpiece!

For a while, the empress was in a happy mood, silently savoring the meaning of the poem, almost intoxicated, and regarded Yue Feng as a rare talent.

It wasn't until dusk that the empress let Yue Feng leave.

Call!

At this moment, Yue Feng took a deep breath and hurriedly saluted: "The little one retires!" ”

After speaking, Yue Feng turned around and left.

The empress looked at Yue Feng's back, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.

This Yue Feng has such talent, but he is only a eunuch. It's a shame. If he wasn't a eunuch, he would be able to make him a big official.

"Yue Feng, you wait." At this moment, the empress spoke again and stopped Yue Feng.

Yue Feng looked back, only to see the empress slowly stand up, slowly stepped forward, and said, "You go back and rest first, and in the evening, you come to my dormitory again." Accompany me to admire the moon and compose poems. ”

.....

The other side!

Apocalypse Continent, among the broken temples.

Ren Yingying didn't know how long she had been asleep, it was still raining heavily, and bursts of thunder woke Ren Yingying up. Ren Yingying opened her eyes in a daze, and she felt that Yue Wuya in her arms was trembling.

"Ya'er!"

Ren Yingying opened her eyes and hugged Yue Wuya tightly: "What's wrong with you?" ”

At this time, Ren Yingying saw that Yue Wuya's small face was extremely pale, with a layer of cold sweat on his head, his hands and feet were cold, and he looked extremely weak.

"Auntie..."

Yue Wuya's weak mouth was very painful: "I... I'm so cold, so cold...."

As he spoke, his young body trembled even more.

Seeing this scene, Ren Yingying was distressed and anxious: "You are infected with the cold, don't be afraid, my aunt will help you drive away the cold." ”

The wind chill that Ren Yingying said is the cold and fever in the Earth Circle Continent.

Yue Wuya was locked up in a dark and damp prison before, where the environment was too bad, and after that, he was rescued by Ren Yingying and fled all the way.

In this case, it is unbearable to be an adult, let alone a two-year-old child.

When the words fell, Ren Yingying wanted to urge the internal force to help Yue Wuya get rid of the cold in his body.

However, Yue Wuya was too small and his body's ability to withstand it was limited, so rashly injecting internal force would easily damage his meridians.

Realizing this, Ren Yingying was so anxious that she couldn't do it.

What to do?

Ya'er is still too young, so he can only use ordinary methods to find a doctor to take medicine for him.

However, around this ruined temple, there is no shop in front of the village and behind the village, where to find a doctor.

The only possibility is to return to the Imperial City. But in the imperial city, all the royal guards are arresting themselves...

Ren Yingying gritted her teeth, and she couldn't take care of it too much at that time! It's important to see a doctor for your child! Thinking of this, Ren Yingying hugged Yue Wuya, resolutely rushed out of the broken temple, and headed towards the imperial city.

The heavy rain was still falling outside, Ren Yingying hugged Yue Wuya and blocked the heavy rain for him, but her body was wet.

"Ya'er, hold on, we'll be in the imperial city soon, wait for my aunt to find you a doctor, hold on, don't be afraid...."Ren Yingying continued to speed up, while comforting Yue Wuya softly.

Yue Wuya in his arms was extremely weak, but he still nodded obediently: "Auntie, I'm not afraid, you don't care about Ya'er, Ya'er.."

Speaking of this, Yue Wuya was silent, obviously fainting.