The princess came to participate in the exchange meeting as a guest, and her arrival also brought the atmosphere of the exchange meeting to a climax.

She first stood on a makeshift platform in the center of the courtyard and spoke a few words, and then stepped down to communicate with the authors. At this time, the participants had been automatically divided into 13 groups according to their nationality, and Du Ziyuan was the only one in the corner.

The princess greeted the past one group after another, and when all 13 groups had gone through, she also found Du Ziyuan and Liang Yuxing in the corner. The princess was about to walk towards them, but was blocked by a group of people. It was the group of writers of the ancient Yi Kingdom who mocked the floating drinks just now.

They seemed to deliberately cover Du Ziyuan, and saluted the princess: "Princess, we literati have nothing to do with this exchange meeting, I heard that you love literature, so we agreed that each country will take out a work to give to you, and please don't dislike it." ”

The princess frowned, but when she saw that the representatives of the other countries were also looking like they were about to give gifts, she had no choice but to nod. She does have some interest in the works of these great writers.

Among the teams from various countries present, only one group had a different face, and that was the writer of Wu Guo. The four middle-aged writers are there, you look at me, I look at you, looking a little confused. Obviously, they didn't even know about the gift.

The writer of Gu Yiguo secretly sneered, but on the surface, he still made a humble gentleman. I don't take the initiative to mock them, just wait quietly for them to lose face.

Soon, representatives of authors from 12 countries, including the Seven Blades, submitted their works, but only the authors of Wu Guo looked embarrassed.

"Huh, didn't Wu Guo prepare a gift for the princess?" said the writer who mocked the floating drink, and said in surprise.

There was no need for him to say anything more, the atmosphere of the scene had already been carried by him to the direction he expected. Other countries, whether they know the truth or don't know, all look like they're watching a play, anyway, it's none of their business, so why not do it if they can see others unlucky?

The faces of the four people of the Wu Kingdom were about to bare blood, and they looked at the people of the Gu Yi Kingdom angrily, eager to devour them alive.

The ninth princess naturally sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, and was about to say a few words, when suddenly a bass male voice sounded behind her: "The gift is here." ”

Everyone looked and saw Fu Yuyin walking slowly with a stack of manuscript papers, and his right hand was still holding an undried brush.

The writer of Gu Yiguo was shocked when he saw this, and then as if he had thought of something, he mocked: "Look at you like this, this work is written now, right?

"It's not your turn to judge whether it's a clumsy work or not," Fu Yuyin glanced at them coldly, and then handed over the manuscript paper, "and invite the princess to taste it." ”

"The prince of Wuguo is polite. The ninth princess took the manuscript paper with both hands.

Those writers of the ancient Yi Kingdom still wanted to stop it, but it was obviously inappropriate to open their mouths at this time, and it would only have the opposite effect. They had to watch from the sidelines, and they didn't believe that Fu Yuyin could write anything good for a while, you know, the work they dedicated to the princess had been prepared by a few people a few days ago, and even then it felt like there was not enough time.

It took less than 15 minutes before and after the drink, and if they could write something good, they would have stabbed themselves to death with a cucumber.

However, the look of disgust in their anticipation did not appear on the face of the ninth princess, who was calm from beginning to end. There are more than 10,000 words in total, and she quickly finished reading them.

After reading it, she didn't say anything, just nodded at Fu Yu, and then handed the work to the maid beside her.

At this time, the writer of Gu Yiguo was anxious: "Princess, you haven't judged the quality of this work yet." ”

The Ninth Princess glanced at them and said lightly, "Do I still need to report to you what I think after watching it?"

"No, no, the princess forgives her sins!" several people immediately realized their gaffe and quickly apologized.

At this moment, a member of the writer team of the Seven Blades Kingdom stood up and said: "Princess, please forgive Xiaoba's offense, I have already heard of the name of the Wu Kingdom, I wonder if I will be lucky enough to borrow his masterpieces?"

There are a total of 12 places for the Seven Blades, but in fact, there are only 4 people in his team, and most of the writers of the Seven Edges are disdainful to participate in this exchange meeting. Even a few of them came here with the idea of "accepting the little brother".

The pen name of the person who opened the mouth in front of him was called "Eight Princes", so he called himself Xiaoba in front of the princess. He seemed to be trying to show closeness, but the princess didn't react.

"But it's a gift for me. ”

The eighth prince understood the meaning of the ninth princess's words, smiled slightly, and took out a jade carved brush from his arms: "This is a magic pen made of 10,000-year-old chalcedony with the hairs of the great demon of the Melting Heaven Realm. ”

The magic pen, that is, the magic weapon-level pen, this is definitely a rare treasure, and it is only a great writer like him who can take it out without frowning. In fact, people with a heart have already seen that he is obviously with Gu Yiguo, that is, he is targeting Wuguo.

The reason why he did this was nothing more than to suspect that the Ninth Princess deliberately didn't say it in order to save face for Wu Guo. This was obviously not something he was happy to see, so this one came about.

The Ninth Princess asked the maid to take the magic pen, and then handed it to Fu Yuyin: "Since someone is willing to spend a magic pen to borrow your work, then you can take it." ”

Fu Yu shook his head: "Since it has been given to the princess, it does not belong to me." ”

However, the princess insisted on shoving the pen into his hand: "You take it." Then he asked the maid to hand over the floating drink to the eighth prince.

The eighth prince immediately began to look at it, he looked very carefully, and stared at the one who was looking for fault. However, the more he looked at the back, the darker his face became. Because the quality of this work is really good, I dare not say that it is perfect, but it is not inferior to the one he just presented.

The story of this short story is actually very simple, it tells the story of a scholar and a female ghost who fall in love, and the whole story is very warm, and it is not until the end that it ushers in a reversal. It turns out that the scholar is also a ghost, but because he has lost his memory and cannot be reincarnated for a long time, the female ghost would rather miss his reincarnation time to let him eliminate his obsession and be reborn. In the end, the scholar was reincarnated, but the female ghost was attached to a string of wind chimes, and the wind chimes would ring every time the scholar passed by.