Ha? Did you get it right? The answer is, how can it be? Yao Qingmu was a little excited, and a little proud, and the wings on the gauze hat kept shaking up and down because of her shaking head.

Rong Yan tugged at her sleeve and blinked, "Pretty smart."

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"Of course!"

Jean glanced at her expression, lowered her head, and pursed her lips slightly into an elegant perfect arc.

The prompt just now that he used "Qianli Transmission", and the others were far away and might not be able to find out, but the person in front of him, his eyes wandered, and he really saw Rong Yun looking at him with a smile on his face, looking relieved.

The servant took a new wine glass, filled it with wine, and put it in the fountain, this time stopping in front of Bangyan Mi and Di.

Mi Jidi picked up the wine glass and said: "I only thought of the first two lines of the poem, I heard that the poem written by Yao Zhuangyuan, the emperor likes it very much, so please ask Yao Zhuangyuan to make up the last two sentences, and then I will punish myself with another cup in addition to the cup in front of me." ”

Yao Qingmu felt that something was wrong, your sister, the relationship between them and herself today. No wonder Rong Li wanted to send Rong Yan to follow him, it is estimated that the prodigy princess had long expected that this Qionglin banquet would evolve into a Hongmen banquet!

OKAY, DO IT WET, DO IT WET, AND DO IT DRY TO THE END, THE TIGER DOESN'T WIELD, YOU AND I ARE HELLOKITTY.

Mi Bangyan slowly read out the poem: "The barren fields are sparse, and the fertile fields are unattended." ”

This time, Yao Qingmu understood, his eyes rolled his eyes, he laughed dryly, and took the following sentence: "Crops and flowers rely on dung." ”

"Haha......" Rong Yan burst out laughing, the tense nerves just now relaxed at once, this little woman is really funny and tight, she is not only neat, but also the meaning can be matched.

Qin Yan clenched his hand into a fist to his lips, hiding an irrepressible smile, hmm...... This Yao Qingmu is really as special as the rumors, although he is a little vulgar, but he is an extremely smart teenager.

Rong Yun, who has always been steady and the host of the Qionglin banquet, was inconvenient to smile, picked up the tea cup on the table, took a sip, and swallowed the smile that rolled to his lips with the tea.

The others wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so they could only lower their heads, not daring to look at the embarrassed appearance of Mi Jidi, the initiator of this lesson.

Looking at Mi Jidi's red and white face, Yao Qingmu raised his eyebrows provocatively, raised his chin, and reminded "kindly": "Brother Mi, the poem we made together is called "Farming", okay? And you haven't drunk your wine yet. ”

They really regarded her Yao Qingmu as illiterate, thinking that she couldn't hear that they were ridiculing themselves with riddles and poems? If she becomes the champion, "how can it be justified", and if they succumb to her, "how can it be justified"? Compare her to a barren field, saying that she is a fertile field? Hum! It's really a dog's eye looking down on people.

After waiting for Mi Jidi to finish drinking, Rong Yun seemed to be careless, and said lightly: "I heard that Mi Bangyan's wife just gave birth to Lin'er last month, and today is just a full moon. ”

Mi Jidi, who had just touched the nail, didn't expect the eldest prince to know so much about his family affairs, and was a little flattered, so he hurriedly stood up and replied: "Thank you Your Highness for your concern, go back to Your Highness, the dog hasn't been named yet." ”

In fact, the name has already been taken, since there is a chance to let the eldest prince give a new name, this is a rare honor, why not do it?

"In this case, why don't you let Yao Zhuangyuan take the lead on your behalf? Let Ling Lang also touch the joy of his first name. ”