The eye contact between the two of them could not be hidden from Song Ling no matter what.

In an instant, Song Ling felt that Chu Linhan was simply disgusting, he had already hooked up with Wang Yan'er, and he also harmed himself, and sure enough, the royal people were the most ruthless.

"Miss Wang, the two of us are close friends, in fact, I am more fond of you, Miss Song. Chu Linhan spoke again, subconsciously approaching Song Ling.

When Song Ling heard this, his heart was even more disgusting, Chu Linhan was really unappetizing.

Song Ling also doubted again, did he eat too much in his previous life?

Song Qian, who was on the side, sensed Song Ling's displeasure, and at the same time realized Chu Linhan's thoughts, and immediately took a step forward, blocking between Song Ling and Chu Linhan, and said with a smile: "This poetry conference is about to start, Lord Han, let's go in first." ”

After Song Jing finished speaking, he and Song Ling immediately said goodbye to Chu Linhan.

Chu Linhan looked at the backs of the two of them leaving, and he didn't keep them, anyway, the future will be long.

The poetry conference soon began, Song Ling and Song Jing sat down, and next to them were Song Zhirou and Song Zhiqing, these two people had changed into fresh and clean clothes at the moment, but some of them looked like people.

It's just that Song Zhiqing has been staring at herself all the time, and the hatred in her eyes is unreservedly displayed.

When Song Ling saw this scene, he secretly screamed in his heart that he was a fool, and he didn't care about it.

After all, Song Zhiqing's small rank is really not worth taking action by herself, Song Zhirou is more difficult to deal with, and Song Ling will be more or less on guard.

"The poetry conference has officially begun......... a eunuch walked out, opening as always, Song Lingrao listened boringly, and soon entered the topic.

Song Ling glanced at Song Zhirou, but found that Song Zhirou was actually staring at Chu Linhan, but Chu Linhan looked at himself, and immediately smiled softly after meeting his eyes.

And at this moment, Song Ling received a murderous look from Song Zhirou, Song Ling didn't need to look to know that Song Zhirou was definitely extremely angry at this moment.

At the same time, Song Ling also understood that Song Zhirou was interested in Chu Linhan?

In that case, then it's stimulating Song Zhirou, right?

Immediately, Song Ling smiled at Chu Linhan, raised his wine glass and drank it.

When Chu Linhan saw this scene, he was a little incredulous in an instant, and at the same time a little complacent, he immediately picked up his wine glass and drank it all.

Now that Song Ling has responded to himself, he must have a good impression of himself.

And at this moment, Song Ling suddenly sensed another murderous aura, this time it was somewhat familiar.

Song Ling tilted his head and looked, sure enough, it was really Wang Yan'er who shot over.

After Wang Yan'er met Song Ling's casual eyes, she was a little flustered in an instant, the panic in her eyes was self-evident, and then she quickly smiled hypocritically at Song Ling.

Song Ling didn't pay attention, and directly lowered his head and ate the snacks on the table, Wang Yan'er's smile instantly froze, and gradually became a little angry.

"Second sister, is that Wang Yan'er, I feel like she doesn't like Song Ling either, maybe they have some entanglements, right?" Song Zhiqing said in a low voice.

After simply observing words and feelings, Song Zhiqing still knows, and after Song Zhiqing has experienced today's play, she has to humiliate Song Ling fiercely at this poetry conference to be able to relieve the hatred in her heart.

Then Song Zhiqing will definitely observe Song Ling's every move and catch Song Ling's flaws at any time.

"Well, it should be, isn't it possible that there is some entanglement between them?" Song Zhirou couldn't help frowning.

"Today's first test question is to make a poem based on lotus flowers, and everyone will judge, and the best one can get a pair of jade Ruyi. Chu Linyuan stood on a high place and spoke.

Dressed in a purple robe, he was evil and arrogant, and his face was like a knife, which instantly provoked those official ladies to send Qiu Bo one by one.

Chu Linyuan turned a blind eye and continued to speak: "Time for a stick of incense, come on, everyone." ”

After Chu Linyuan finished speaking, he immediately turned around and went down, and it was not until Chu Linyuan took his seat that those official ladies picked up their pens and hurried away.

Song Ling looked at the lotus flowers in the distance, inspiration flashed in his mind, he picked up the brush, and wrote it down.

Song Zhiqing was a little surprised when she saw Song Ling start writing so quickly, but it quickly turned into a trace of disdain, after all, in Song Zhiqing's eyes, Song Ling was just a little girl who could only dance with knives and guns.

Even if Song Ling writes it, what if it's not the same garbage? It's impossible to say that Song Ling's writing is very good, right?

Thinking of this, Song Zhiqing also began to write, and Song Qian on the side looked at Song Ling's writing so casually, and also glanced at the poems written by Song Ling with some curiosity.

I thought that Song Ling wrote at most a limerick poem, but I didn't expect that Song Ling couldn't take his eyes off just a glance, which was really a bit incredible!

When Song Guo saw that poem clearly, his eyes were full of appreciation, and he was also very curious about how Song Ling could recite poems?

And the attainments are not ordinarily high.

But this is all Song Ling's business, after all, Song Ling has given Song Ling too many surprises since his rebirth.

And now the situation of Song is no longer strange, as long as Song Ling is still Song Ling, as for the rest, it doesn't matter.

At this moment, Chu Linyuan and Chu Linhan were also secretly observing Song Ling, the former was interested, and the latter was ambitious.

Soon the time of a stick of incense passed, and the princes, nobles, and officials and ladies stopped the pens in their hands, and only a few people were scratching their ears and cheeks.

At this time, the eunuch walked out, motioned for everyone to stop writing, and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, the time for a stick of incense has come, if any of the young ladies consciously write well, they can stand up and recite it, and I will listen to it." ”

After the eunuch finished speaking, a man in white immediately stood up, his long hair half scattered on his shoulders.

"In Zheng Zi, the Mansion of the Lower Zheng Kingdom, I have made a fool of the Lord Han, the Lord of the Night and the ladies of the sons. Zheng Zi said with a smile, full of anger between his gestures, and he felt like a child.

Many of the official ladies around had ruddy faces and secretly sent autumn waves.

When Song Ling heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zheng Zi, although Zheng Zi was the only son of Zheng Guogong, but Zheng Guogong himself had strict family laws, and Zheng Zi was one of the few sons of the family who was not a gentleman.

In his previous life, Song Ling had nothing to do with him, but he only knew that the later Zheng Guogong Mansion was designed by Chu Linhan, and Zheng Zi seemed to be assigned to the frontier and died on the way.