"Ahh This... How could it be such a tragic ending. Su Muran felt uncomfortable when she heard it, and her tone was also sad.

Chu Mubai, who was behind him, squeezed to Su Muran's side at this time, and saw her holding her shoulders and lowering her head, instantly distressed.

The hand behind his back took her into his arms and whispered in her ear, "Does the lady still want to know the story behind it?" ”

"Didn't they both die for love? What other stories to hear. Su Muran sighed and said.

"What I'm going to tell is the story of what happened to them."

Is the prince coaxing me to be happy? Alas, what could be more tragic than the death of such a loving lover hand in hand? Listen to ......

Thinking of this, Su Muran put his head into his veil, pursed his lips, and looked at him with apricot eyes, waiting for the follow-up story he said.

Chu Mubai lowered his head and looked at Su Muran, who was extremely close to him, his heart was pounding, he pulled her out of his veil, coughed lightly and said.

"The people and subjects of the two countries deeply felt the beautiful and pure love between them, and the rumors that circulated in the market were innumerable at that time, and they were restless for a while."

"The original people did not like war and chaos, so one after another to forget the peaceful coexistence of the two countries uprisings in all directions, forced by the pressure of internal and external unrest, the kings of the two countries re-judged the situation, and finally decided to reconcile, and there was no war for nearly a hundred years."

"Really?" Su Muran asked in disbelief.

He didn't want her to be sad about the legendary story!

"Seriously!"

Chu Mubai said righteous words, in fact, he knew that the entanglement of interests between the two countries would never be settled because of the personal relationship between the children and the love of father and mother, this was just the ending of a similar story that he had seen in the script when he was young, and he felt that it was quite happy, so he told it to her.

"If that's the case, it can be regarded as fulfilling the wish of the prince and the princess."

After a pause, Su Muran said with some melancholy, "May they join hands to cross the Lethe River together, and continue the frontier in the next life." ”

Chu Mubai gently patted Su Muran's back, his eyes were tender.

"Lady, isn't it time for us to go home?"

As soon as Chu Mubai's voice fell, a thin man on the high platform, wearing a blue and purple robe, and the twenty-eight-year-old son stood in the center of the high platform, and suddenly, the crowd in the audience was boiling.

"Ling Xuan Gongzi! Ling Xu's son! Ling Xu's son came out......"

Lingxu Gongzi, full name Gu Lingxu, the second son of Gu Chang'an's family, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, does not love the court's power schemes, only likes to drink and compose poems, and make friends.

The crowd swept away Chu Mubai and Su Muran.

"Lady!" Chu Mubai shouted with some anxiety.

Su Muran seemed to be able to foresee his outburst in the next second, there was a large crowd, she couldn't call him the prince, so she simply thickened her skin and hurriedly shouted loudly.

"Xianggong, I'm fine! Don't worry, you're waiting for me next to me, I'm ......"

Later, Su Muran's words were directly drowned in the crowd, she felt that her eardrums were about to burst, and she just wanted to stretch out her hand to cover her ears when she heard the Ling Xuan Gongzi on the stage speak.

"Everyone's quiet!"

In an instant, the entire restaurant was unusually silent, and Su Muran felt that the sound of breathing was superfluous, and she gently raised her feet, looking for Chu Mubai's figure.

"I think everyone has heard that if anyone can win the championship in this poetry and wine conference, they will get a pair of peerless blue water Lingyun hairpins."

Saying that, Ling Xuan Gongzi waved his hand, and in a moment, a small group of extremely careful hands presented a brocade box inlaid with gold and silver jewelry and depicting Feng Fei's wings.

He took the brocade box and opened it gently, and a glimmer of light flashed in an instant, and everyone gathered forward, and this restlessness squeezed Su Muran aside again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, let's go straight to the topic, and the theme of this rally is 'wine'."

On the second floor on the high platform, a big word "wine" fell in the air, and the Ling Xugong closed the brocade box and placed it on a round table in the center of the stage, "I'll write the first poem." ”

As soon as Ling Xu's son finished saying this, the audience was boiling and the drummers applauded, "Ling Xu's son, Ling Xu's ......"

Su Muran was simply speechless, how could ancient men also chase stars, if it goes on like this, when will she be able to go out, since she can't go out, let's see what he is capable of......

Thinking of this, Su Muran stopped struggling and turned to look at the Ling Xuan Gongzi.

"There is joy in wine, just like in the primeval times. Take the boat and the bright moon, and ...... the wine to the green mountains"

This poem is not bad, it is kind of interesting......

Su Muran was still sighing, the Ling Xuan Gongzi had finished a poem, he bowed his hand, stood aside, and a small student came to the stage.

"I'll give the second ......"

Su Muran looked at the little student and shook his head, his expression was well controlled, this poem is a little worse than that Ling Xugongzi.

Then there was a third person on the stage, and a fourth person was on the stage......

"It's not interesting, the poems are not as good as the first place, but it's a pity that this time the voice is full of emotion." Su Muran raised his head and commented while watching.

A man next to her could hear her verbal evaluation, and when he saw that she was not on stage for a long time, he thought that she was just a mediocre person who could only comment on others, and moved forward defiantly.

"What poetry does this girl know? No matter how well you speak in the audience, you can't get on the stage, since you look down on them so much, why don't you go on stage to recite a poem? ”

The man's voice attracted the attention and gaze of the people around her, and even Ling Xu's son on the stage looked at her.

"Yes, go up and chant a song, and let me see the masterpiece in your eyes."

"yes, yes......"

“……”

There was a commotion next to her, and the noisy Su Muran was upset, she didn't think it was just a poem, what's the big deal, there are too many poems on the back of the old lady, be careful to deafen your ears!

Thinking like this, Su Muran was not discouraged, and said in a thunderous voice, "Okay, since everyone wants to see what real poetry is, then I will be ugly today!" ”

As soon as she said this, the crowd became agitated again.

What does she mean by that? You're mocking us for not even writing poetry, isn't it? ”

"How could she say that......"

"That's it, who does she think she is, she doesn't take us in her eyes, what position does she say about our Ling Xuan Gongzi......"

"yes, yes......"

“……”

Su Muran ignored their gossip and strode onto the high platform with his head held high.

She stretched out her hand to symbolically greet the Ling Xuan boy, "I'm sorry, I'm humble." ”

Ling Xugongzi stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, Su Muran nodded slightly, and then said, "How can there be no wine in the conference of drinking and composing poetry, Xiao Er brings wine!" ”