Chapter 220: Seven Steps to Poetry

Under the moonlight, a kiss made love, and Zheng Wanyi made a promise.

The sudden confession made Shen Yunfan's old face red.

After living two lives, he has never been confessed like this.

"Why, don't want to?" Zheng Wanyi blinked, "Then I can be your concubine."

"Ahem, that's not what I meant." Shen Yunfan touched his nose.

Zheng Wanyi sneered, let go of her hand, as if nothing had happened, and went to the side to sort out the remains of Xiao Liuzi, and sighed, "He's not old, it's a pity."

"Trouble the princess to make him more decent." Shen Yunfan also let out a long sigh.

After that, he sent a message to Liu Meiniang and others to come over, and brought a few fast horses by the way.

Qiao Nian and the others wanted to interrogate the black-clothed men who were chasing Xiao Liuzi and ask them about their details, but the two black-clothed men actually killed themselves by biting their tongues directly, without giving them any chance to interrogate.

Now that the situation is urgent, they and their group did not dare to hesitate, so they could only return to Southern Wei twice.

Shen Yunfan took a few masters to ride back first, as for the people of the Five Roads Ghost, they had to take Zhang Qi and a few of their wounded, as well as the body of Xiao Liuzi, so they had to prepare some carriages first, and I was afraid that they would be able to leave the next day.

After the agreement, Shen Yunfan also wanted to invite Zheng Wanyi to join him. But when she thinks that this girl's personality is very strong, she will definitely go back to Zheng Guo to win the heir after she made that promise.

Therefore, Shen Yunfan did not open his mouth to invite, but just said goodbye, and rode a fast horse to leave Qianyuan City.

Zheng Wanyi looked at his back, and her expression was a little more resolute.

……

Southern Wei Dynasty, Beijing.

Autumn is getting stronger, winter is approaching, and the palace is bleak.

Wei Ning sat alone in the garden, looking at the moon in the sky, and muttered, "The twilight clouds are full of cold, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently. If this night is not good in this life, where will the bright moon look next year?"

This is the poem that Shen Yunfan wrote at the poetry meeting, and she remembers it very clearly.

Just as I was looking at the people of things, there were a few footsteps outside, followed by a sarcastic voice.

"Ugly girl, your poems are good."

Wei Ning looked up and saw that the person who walked into the garden was Wei Cheng and several other juniors of the royal family.

Seeing the sarcastic smiles on the faces of several people, Wei Ning was dissatisfied: "This is the Imperial Garden, how dare you trespass?"

"That's right, this is the Imperial Garden." Wei Cheng sneered, "But don't forget, my younger brother is the emperor of the Southern Wei Dynasty now, and I am the eldest princess of the dynasty."

Wei Ning was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that everything had changed.

"Your sister is just a puppet emperor, how dare you sit in this imperial garden? Don't get out of here yet." A young man next to him sneered.

Wei Ning's face changed, thinking of the current situation of her two sisters, she could only bow her head and say nothing, get up and walk out.

"Wait!" Wei Cheng suddenly shouted.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Wei Ning pursed his lips.

"The poem just now is good, give me another one."

"I didn't write that poem, it's ......" Wei Ning wanted to say Shen Yunfan, but after thinking about it, he changed his words and said, "I heard it from the outside."

"I don't care, I just want you to make another song." Wei Cheng's face was expressionless, obviously trying to make it difficult to the end.

Wei Ning had no choice but to stay here, staring at the moon and thinking about it.

But Wei Cheng's eyes rolled, and he suddenly smiled at the people around him: "This doesn't seem interesting, let's play a game!"

"What game?"

Wei Cheng whispered, and everyone immediately laughed when they heard it, and they were very happy.

Listening to these laughter, Wei Ning always felt bad.

A few people ran out at this time, and soon came back with many porcelain bowls. In Wei Ning's puzzled eyes, they smashed the porcelain bowl in their hands to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, they got pieces on the ground.

Immediately afterward, a young man brought another bucket of boiling water.

Wei Cheng said lightly: "You kneel, kneel from these fragments, if you succeed in composing a poem within seven steps, I will let you go."

But if it doesn't work out...... I'll splash this water in your face!"

"You're deceiving people too much!" Wei Ning's face changed drastically.

"It's okay if you don't want to." Wei Cheng smiled coldly, "But I heard from the Queen Mother, recently there have been resentments among the people, and many people want to exile the puppet emperor. I wanted to help plead, but now it seems like it's over."

When Wei Ning heard this, his little face suddenly turned pale.

Puppet Emperor is exactly what others call Wei Qing called.

Hearing that his sister was going to be exiled, Wei Ning really panicked.

After being silent for a long time, she knelt on the ground, slowly moved forward with her knees, and endured the pain and said, "Please, sister, intercede for the puppet emperor."

"Okay, as long as you write poetry to make me happy, I will intercede for you!" Wei Cheng was very proud.

In the entire garden, there was a sound of merry laughter.

……

Wei Qing was reading in the Heart Cultivation Palace, and for some reason he was a little uneasy.

After enduring it for a long time, she couldn't hold it back, so she beckoned, "Grandpa Zhao!"

"Master, what's wrong?" Zhao Gonggong walked in from outside.

"Go and find Ning'er, without her by my side, I feel uneasy."

"Okay." Gonggong Zhao nodded and was about to go out, but saw several palace guards carrying a petite figure approaching the Heart Cultivation Palace.

When they got closer, they put people down.

Zhao Gonggong saw this person's face clearly, and his face changed greatly!

"Little princess, what's wrong with you!"

Wei Ning's legs were already dyed blood-red at this time, and his lips were all white.

Wei Qing almost rushed out with her hands and feet, and when she saw her sister's appearance, she was heartbroken!

"Ning'er, who made you like this?"

"It's okay sister, I accidentally fell it." Wei Ning shook her head, she didn't dare to tell the truth, she was afraid that her sister would be impulsive.

Wei Qing and Zhao Gonggong carried people into the Heart Cultivation Palace, and Zhao Gonggong wanted to find someone from the Tai Hospital, but was stopped by the guards who guarded it, saying that they were not allowed to go out at night.

There was no way, they could only find something for Wei Ning to treat his wounds.

There were many wounds, but fortunately, they were temporarily healed after being bandaged.

After working for an hour, Wei Qing sat beside Wei Ning, and then asked, "Ning'er, tell your sister the truth, my sister won't be impulsive."

Wei Ning hesitated for a moment, then told the truth, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, Brother Yunfan wrote a total of three poems related to the moon, so I was able to get through the trick and not be splashed with water."

"Sister, Brother Yunfan's poems are very good, they all think it's good when they hear it!" Wei Ning changed the subject.

Hearing that Wei Cheng had abused his sister, Wei Qing had already trembled.

But seeing her sister's optimistic appearance, Wei Qing felt a sour nose again.

"I'm sorry, it's all my sister's incompetence."

Gonggong Zhao was already gritting his teeth beside him, and said indignantly: "It's too much, when Lord Shen comes back, the old slave must sue!"