As soon as Shu An'an stood up and was about to chant, he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, and his face changed.

She froze, raised her head and said, "I'm feeling a little unwell......

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Liu Miaoruo: "Why did Miss Shu retreat at a critical moment?" Didn't you come up with a good sentence for a while? Actually, it doesn't matter, if you can't do it, you can't do it, no one laughs at it. ”

As soon as these words came out, many young ladies looked at Shu An'an with mocking eyes, and even the eyes of those young masters who were in high spirits dimmed a lot.

Liu Miaoruo had a smile on her face that couldn't be hidden, and she glanced at Shu An'an's wine glass from time to time.

I didn't pay attention to it before, but at this time, Liu Miaoruo's eyes allowed Shu An'an to successfully capture what was wrong.

After a pause, she picked up the wine jug in front of her, poured a small glass of wine, brought it to Liu Miaoruo and said, "Miss Liu, I toast you, if you give me face to drink, I will immediately compose a poem to cheer everyone up." ”

Liu Miaoruo's face changed, she added something to this wine, if she drank it, she would also be tricked.

With a roll of her eyes, she raised her wine glass and said, "Miss Shu toasts, the little woman is deeply honored, I drank this glass." ”

Anyway, drink it all.

Shu An'an didn't take back his hand holding the wine glass, and said, "I specially poured a glass for Miss Liu, and Miss Liu didn't appreciate it?" ”

"I'm too strong to drink, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink."

"You can drink what you pour yourself, why can't I drink what I pour? Or does Miss Liu look down on me? Shu An'an didn't mean to give in.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and even Jiang Xiaonian, who was sitting at the back, felt the smell of gunpowder.

Sure enough, this kind of scene ...... It's exciting!

The two confronted each other for a moment, and finally, Liang Yuanyu stood up and broke the deadlock.

He shook his fan and smiled and walked up to Shu An'an, took the wine glass in her hand, and leaned back directly.

The action is very chic and full of grace.

"Since Miss Liu is not strong enough to drink, then the prince drank this glass of wine for her, and the prince is deeply honored to be able to drink the wine poured by the lady of the Yue Guo Mansion."

This move not only relieved Liu Miaoruo, but also gave Shu An'an a step.

If it were an ordinary woman, she would definitely be impressed by Liang Yuanyu's demeanor and fall in love with it.

Besides, Liang Yuanyu was already suave, and even Jiang Xiaonian felt that this move was extremely sultry.

It's a pity that Shu Anan doesn't appreciate it.

Liu Miaoruo's repeated excuses made her more sure that there was something wrong with this wine, and since she had already drunk it, she couldn't suffer alone.

She didn't know what was in it, but whatever it was, it was always right to go into the water.

She turned around and picked up Liu Miaoruo's cup, poured another glass of wine from her own wine jug into it, brought it to her and said, "The prince drank the cup just now, it doesn't count, Miss Liu, please." ”

Jiang Xiaonian wiped a handful of sweat for Shu An'an when she looked at it, if it weren't for her beautiful face and famous talent, which attracted most people to accommodate her, with her upright emotional intelligence, I don't know how much she would have suffered.

Of course, she was far away, and she didn't see Liu Miaoruo's strange eyes, and she didn't know why Shu An'an had to drink alcohol.

Especially after Liang Yuanyu drank that glass of wine, Liu Miaoruo's face became even more ugly, and there was panic in her eyes that couldn't be hidden.

If anything happens to the prince after drinking this wine, her ten thousand heads will not be enough to cut off.

The Duchess of Anguo, who was standing in front, saw that the prince's face was a little bad because of Shu An'an's unappreciation, and she was afraid that she would be angry with her when the time came, so she added some laxatives to the wine anyway, and the amount was not heavy, so it would not be good to have diarrhea.

So she played a round and said, "Ruo'er, since Miss Shu must toast you, you can drink it, don't disturb everyone's interest." ”

Liu Miaoruo looked like she wanted to speak and stopped, and saw that her mother had been giving her a look and making her focus on the overall situation, so she reluctantly took the wine glass and took a sip of wine.

"Miss Liu is so reluctant, doesn't she want to give me face? Please finish it. ”

Shu An'an didn't give up, and Liu Miaoruo had to drink the whole glass of wine.

After drinking, he looked at her with a resentful face: "Miss Shu, please." ”

As a result, many people who admire Shu An'an's reputation are shy away from her, such a strong person, no matter how beautiful he is, he can't be comfortable when he marries home.

Only Liang Yuanxuan looked at Shu An'an with great interest, the wine glass in his hand turned intentionally or unintentionally, and muttered: "Sure enough, she is a beauty with personality." ”

The wine was finished, and everyone was waiting for Shu An'an's poem.

Shu An'an felt that her stomach was even more uncomfortable, faintly wanting to go to the toilet, and she also felt that she was hot and dry, and she wanted to go back to the house to rest. But now, she can't get out right away.

She had to endure the discomfort, put down the wine jug in her hand, raised her head and chanted: "The flowers do not bloom and the flowers are thick, and the independent sparse fence is not endless......"

When I heard the first two sentences, everyone didn't react, it was just everyone's consensus on chrysanthemums.

Only Jiang Xiaonian, who was sitting at the end, heard these two verses, his eyes widened in shock, and a thousand thoughts turned in his heart.

If she remembers correctly, this poem is from the hand of Zheng Sixiao in the Song Dynasty!

The dynasty she is in now is not recorded in history, but in terms of productivity and development level, it has only reached the level of the early Eastern Han Dynasty at most, that is to say, it is impossible for this dynasty to have the poetry of the Song Dynasty.

Judging not only by the level of productivity, but also by the reaction of the people, it is certain that they have not heard the poem.

If an ancestor had written this poem, Shu An'an would not have recited it in this situation.

Jiang Xiaonian shook her head while looking at Shu An'an with surprised eyes, she never believed that this was a coincidence, it was impossible for the poetry and thoughts of the two people to be so synchronized!

Even the poems written by poets of similar style and wording, even if they are similar, are not exactly the same.

The last two sentences, she and Su An'an chanted almost at the same time, but her voice could only be heard by Tang Yaoxin next to her.

"I'd rather die with incense on the branches, how could it have blown down in the north wind."

After the recitation, bursts of applause rang out around, different from the gorgeous style of chrysanthemums expressed by Liu Miaoruo, Shu An'an showed the chrysanthemums to the fullest.

The praise sounded, Shu An'an really lived up to the title of the first talented woman in the capital, and even the prince, who was originally a little angry, showed his smile again.

Although Jiang Xiaonian's voice was small, Tang Yaoxin heard it clearly, and she leaned into her ear in surprise and whispered, "How does Sister Nian know what Miss Su is thinking?" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaonian looked at Shu An'an's gaze before retracting it, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "It's just a coincidence." ”

After Shu An'an finished chanting, her face became even more ugly, she had been holding back before, and at this time, she bowed slightly to everyone and said, "I'm a little unwell, so I'm out of company first." ”

The atmosphere had just reached the highest point, and everyone was still in the aftertaste, and when they heard this, the children of the official family were a little reluctant.

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