After a while, the emperor really fought against Liu Qingyao who was chanting poetry in that pavilion.

"The flowers in this garden are blooming brightly today, why don't you use flowers as the theme?"

The emperor sat in the pavilion with a golden sword, smiling and facing Liu Qingyao.

The latter smiled at him, and his face was full of shyness.

"Your Majesty is in charge, and the concubines have nothing to say."

She was very obedient, her soft and pretty face was slightly raised, the emperor looked sideways, and was very satisfied, and then looked at the ingots sitting lazily on the other side, and the emperor's handsome smiling face paused.

Obviously they are both beauties, but the contrast between these two is so strong.

Liu Qingyao always has a good demeanor, but the gold ingots are paralyzed wherever they go.

ay

Such a queen is rare in a hundred years.

Where does this ingots matter what the emperor thinks? She had just recovered, and she had followed the emperor in the early morning to wander among the flowers, and she was already too tired to do anything after a circle.

Just as he was thinking about sitting in the corner and resting, the two people opposite him began to chew words.

"Between the flower terraces of the small garden, the frost chrysanthemum is fresh. Sending the heart of the peach source and living up to the flowers. ”

Ah, that's it?

Yuan Bao glanced at Liu Qingyao, who was very confused, and expressed his lack of interest.

Look at the emperor again, "Fang Dong is poor in water, and the peach and plum in front of the building are sparse." Grace red and pink makeup, on the embankment. ”

Uh, what's that talking about?

Yuan Bao didn't understand much, and after pondering for a while to no avail, he felt that one head was two big.

Harm, whatever!

It's still serious to pat yourself on the back!

"Ahaha, Your Majesty is talented, and the concubines are envious!"

The ingots in the corner looked at the emperor with a big smile, and the latter was praised for being refreshed.

"Well, the queen is from a wealthy family, and she must also be literary and charming, and the time is just right now, why don't you also compose a poem?"

She?

You can pull it.

Liu Meiren rolled her eyes, and looked at Yuan Bao very contemptuously, "The daughter of a businessman, she must be careful in her calculations on weekdays, this elegant thing of dancing and writing, I'm afraid that I will embarrass the queen, right?" ”

She said it bluntly, a pair of peach blossom eyes stared at the ingots proudly, and the disdain in her eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

The emperor's eyes moved slightly, and his expression was unhappy for a moment, but he immediately calmed down.

Yuan Bao didn't have the heart to rush at her, and the little face that was used to being bright was even brighter now.

"Embarrassed? Not at all. ”

She smiled slyly at Liu Qingyao, and then raised her little face, "Your Majesty has opened her mouth, and the concubine will be ugly." ”

Hehehe

The poems of the ancestors, any one can crush you.

She secretly poked and searched the inventory of poems in her mind, and when she saw the flowers outside the pavilion, her brain moved, and she thought about it.

"A single flower is not spring, and the garden is full of purples and reds. The grass and trees will return soon, and they will be red and purple in every way. ”

Yuan Bao finished speaking leisurely, looking at Liu Meiren and smiling.

"Ah, this palace is only sparse and shallow, don't be surprised to show your hand Sister Liu~"

Never thought that this queen, who is usually inconspicuous, would actually know poetry?

Liu Qingyao was unexpectedly alert.

"Niangniang is so literate, I don't know where the teacher is?"

Folk women, at most, learn a fur, mix in the private school for a few days, and then learn poetry and books, where will there be any famous teachers.

Liu Qingyao deliberately asked, aiming to belittle the queen.

Yuan Bao knew it, but he didn't bother to bother with her, "I haven't visited a teacher in this palace, and I have only been to a private school for a few days." ”

"Private school?"

Hehe, sure enough.

This queen can compose poems, probably pretending, just a coincidence.

Liu Qingyao felt comfortable at this time, and it was just an accident that the 'literary style' of ingots was an accident.

So, Liu Meiren, who had a bad stomach, began to turn around and want to overwhelm the queen again.

"Your Majesty, the concubine is not talented, I want to compare poetry with the queen today, I don't know if Your Majesty has a view of Yaxing?"

His Majesty the Emperor, who was there, didn't know what he was thinking at this time, and after the poem was written by Yuanbao, he looked at her from time to time with an inquiring look.

At first glance, when he heard Liu Meiren propose to test poetry, the emperor was not to mention how excited.

It just so happened that I wanted to explore the bottom of the woman in the gold ingot, isn't this a coincidence!

"Very good, I have nothing to do today, I am so happy, I don't know if the queen dares to fight?"

The emperor asked bluntly, and a pair of eyes that were usually sharp swept towards the ingots lightly at this moment.

As soon as the ingot-bao girl finished the little poem she had put together, she saw that the emperor looked at her lightly, and looked at her with a little doubt.

Dare to fight?

asked this, Chi Guoguo looked down on her!

It's just a few poems, what would she not dare!

Yuanbao Niangniang, who has never been stimulated, was excited by the emperor's agitation, and her blood was boiling!

"Your Majesty has this interest, but the concubine is naturally disrespectful. But since it's a competition, there has to be a lottery, if the concubine wins later, what should Your Majesty do? ”

Bidu is thinking about Caitou before she compares, where is she looking for confidence?

His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help but sneer, shook his head helplessly, and said, "If you win, I deserve a reward." ”

As soon as he heard that there was a reward, Yuanbao's eyes lit up, "Hehe, Your Majesty, what did you win?" ”

Emperor Qiongye raised his eyebrows and smiled very mysteriously, "Secret." ”

“……”

The emperor also liked to engage in mystery.

The ingots girl pursed her mouth, and said quite aggressively: "Can the concubine choose herself?" ”

Unexpectedly, the emperor's eyes glared, and he glanced at her coldly, "No." ”

Cut.

How did this emperor pick and search and hide?

Liu Qingyao, who was on the side, saw that the two of them were suddenly chatting very harmoniously, and couldn't help but be jealous in her heart, and began to lean over to the emperor's side with a coquettish voice.

"Ah, Your Majesty~ It's not better than it~ The concubines can't wait, the queen is delaying time so much, isn't it too weak to fight?"

Boy.

It's coquettish again, and it's agitated again, and after double stimulation, Yuanbao's little face was puffed up, and he secretly clenched his fists, and he wanted to give her a pestle directly.

"Let's get started,"

Compare it, compare it~

There are no bottoms left to let you lose later!

So after a while, Liu Qingyao, who was accustomed to arrogance, became even more arrogant after he improvised a good poem and was praised by the emperor without hesitation.

"How? With flowers as the theme, if the mother can't do it, it's still too late to admit defeat. ”

At this moment, Yuan Bao is pretending to reminisce about Liu Qingyao's poem just now.

Admit defeat?

Impossible, impossible in this life.

"Mei Liangyan has returned, and her face is like ashes. The snow is dark and the tent is late, and the fragrance runs through the prehistory......"

"Liu Meiren is so literate, this is Yongmei, right?"

Yuan Bao laughed while reading her poem, "It's not a coincidence, this palace also likes Yongmei." ”

"Oh? Be all ears. ”

Dare to compose poems with her with the same flowers? She wanted to see what kind of flowers the queen could make.

She was disdainful of Yuanbao, waiting to see her make a fool of herself, but she listened to Yuanbao chanting poetry without hurry.

"The wind and rain send spring back, and the snow welcomes spring.

It is already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice, and there are still flowers and branches.

Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring.

When the mountains were full of flowers, she laughed in the bushes. ”

After reading a poem, Liu Qingyao's jealous eyes suddenly rose, "Niangniang's poem is chic, plum blossoms have always been afraid of the wind and snow, proud of the snow and frost, but it's just ......"

She paused deliberately, and the ingots instantly raised her willow eyebrows, I lost it, my grandpa's poem, do you dare to say a word?

But I heard Liu Qingyao say: "It's just that everyone points to plum blossoms to compose lyrics, and it is inevitable that they will fall into clichés." ”

Oh, this is turning around and belittling her, not mentioning the artistic conception of the poem, but she is vulgar? Ironic that she is following the trend?

Scheming!

Yuan Bao's heart was on fire, and when he turned his head and saw that the emperor was looking at him with an inquiring face at the moment, Yuan Bao sighed in his heart, what kind of expression did he have?

It's just that she didn't have time to think about it, and Liu Meiren began to make things difficult again.

"Queen Mother, you shouldn't just Yongmei, right? There are thousands of kinds of flowers in this garden. ”

Meow, underestimated again?

"I wonder what Liu Meiren's next masterpiece will be?"

She and her nature leaned on the chair on the side, looking extremely lazy, and the emperor opposite couldn't help but look at her when he saw her again.

"The queen is tired?"

Those eyes were full of doubts and warnings, and the back of the ingots was instantly swishing cold.

"Hehe, the concubine is not tired."

She sat down honestly, and Liu Meiren's poems had already been baked.

"The west wind of the chrysanthemum autumn festival is urgent,

Frost yellow, blue sycamore, white crane perch.

Forced to sneer at the flower branches,

The flowers in the garden are in full bloom for the royal feast. ”

The last song of Yongmei, this song of chrysanthemum, Liu Qingyao really has two brushes.

Yuan Bao touched his chin for appreciation, and the emperor was in a good mood and looked at Liu Qingyao, "Well, the poems of beauties are used to being exquisite, very good, very good~"

He did not hesitate to praise, but the smile in the corner of his eyes did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Yuan Bao watched silently, and inexplicably felt that he was very perfunctory.

Is the emperor playing on the spot? But why?

The ingots girl was puzzled in her heart, and when she twisted her eyebrows and secretly pondered, the emperor had already smiled at her and spoke.

"Queen, it's your turn."

The smile on his face that was suddenly full of spring breeze scared the ingots into a smile!

Hey, it's still a straightforward and rigorous emperor who looks pleasing to the eye.

Yuanbao's body trembled, and he hurriedly organized the following language:

"The flowers do not bloom and the flowers are thick, and the independent sparse hedge is not endless.

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

As soon as Yuanbao's voice fell, the emperor's eyes lit up slightly, "Good poetry!" ”

A poem can be said to be a coincidence, and three poems in a row are all high-quality, which makes the emperor subconsciously change his opinion of her a lot.

In the past, chickens and dogs jumped, where did I think of this noisy woman and such a poet.

"The queen is impressed by me today."

The emperor, who has always been calm, can't calm down now, and feels how pleasing this woman looks today.

Yuan Bao was praised by him and blushed instantly, and he couldn't help but feel weak while being happy, "Hehe, Your Majesty praises falsely." ”

Her expression trembled, and when she turned her head, she saw Liu Qingyao's resentful face, Yuan Bao was stunned, and then she was so happy in her heart.

Yo, envy, jealousy, hatred?

Wait, there is a time when you envy!

With a squint of eyes, Yuan Bao smiled at Liu Qingyao as if he didn't want money.

"Do you want to continue?"

Win or lose yet.

I saw that Liu Qingyao gritted her teeth very unwillingly and said, "Go on!" ”

"Okay, then this time I'll come to the palace first."

The ingots should be refreshing, and when a pair of bright apricot eyes were slowly hooked, Emperor Qiongye clearly saw the cunning light flickering there.

Oh, this woman is out of breath today.