Immortal Emperor, You Dare To Steal My Bride? I Will Dig Out Your Supreme Bone

Gu Changsheng is so hateful!

Xu Fengqiu!

It’s Xu Fengqiu again!

Everyone felt that Lin Qingzhu must be writing about him, Gu Changsheng, and Gu Changsheng thought so too.

Because everyone thinks they are a match made in heaven.

Everyone also knew that he, Gu Changsheng, secretly loved Lin Qingzhu.

His expression and eyes were waiting to announce that Lin Qingzhu was writing about him.

Now it's better, instead of writing about him Gu Changsheng, it's about Xu Fengqiu.

Gu Changsheng looked calm on the surface, but in his heart he was furious:

"Why! Why don't you write about me! Why!"

"I, Gu Changsheng, and you, Lin Qingzhu, are a golden boy and a beautiful girl. We are made for each other. There is no other person in this world who is so perfect for us. Why did you write about Xu Fengqiu!"

"I, Gu Changsheng, have known you for several years, and we have discussed poetry together several times. You obviously have admiration for me, so why did you write about Xu Fengqiu!"

"Okay, okay! Is this how you treat me? Everyone knows how we feel about you, but you fed my sincerity to a dog and made me lose face in front of everyone."

"He, Xu Fengqiu, only met you for the first time, but you fell in love with him, okay! Lin Qingzhu is just a bitch! You can wait for me!"

Gu Changsheng roared angrily in his heart.

Xu Fengqiu glanced at Lin Qingzhu.

Lin Qingzhu bowed slightly: "Qingzhu doesn't know much about Mr. Xu, so he only wrote the poem based on his first impression. If Mr. Xu doesn't like it, please forgive me."

"Why don't you, Qingzhu, read it yourself." Empress Shengyao flicked her slender jade fingers, and the scroll flew towards Lin Qingzhu.

Lin Qingzhu took it, a little embarrassed.

I feel so embarrassed.

It seems a little difficult to write Mr. Xu's poems and read them out by myself.

Lin Qingzhu touched the air with his hand, and his spiritual power surged.

Her poems appear in the air.

Gu Changsheng looked calm on the surface, but gritted his teeth inside and looked over.

Mudd!

So well written!

Cao!

Xu Fengqiu!

Lin Qingzhu!

Ahhhh!

"It's so well written! The words are beautiful and heroic, and the portrayal of Brother Xu is so lifelike. It's a pity that I am a boy. If I were a girl and accidentally read this poem, I am afraid I would also fall in love with the character in the poem. A man." Li Mufeng praised.

Naturally, he deliberately set fire to Xu Fengqiu and Gu Changsheng.

Gu Changsheng:???

You love you numb!

You can love now too!

Cao!

Everyone couldn't help but sigh.

"What a poem! What a poem! Qingzhu's talent is truly unique among his generation in the world."

"Hahaha, Your Majesty the Poet Sheng will lament again that he can't have this good disciple."

"But what you said, Li Mufeng, is also wrong. The whole poem is not a feeling of admiration, but a feeling of appreciation. A genius, as if entering a place where no one is around, is heroic and murderous, but also has other characteristics." The tender side.”

"Thank you so much, Miss Lin." Xu Fengqiu gave him a fist.

Lin Qingzhu bowed slightly.

Xu Fengqiu said: "Fang Qiao, the poem I wrote was also given to Miss Lin."

It's actually quite normal.

Of the two hundred men present, more than 95% wrote about Lin Qingzhu.

Your Majesty, none of them dare to write.

Lin Qingzhu was vaguely looking forward to it.

And Gu Changsheng was about to explode as he looked at the two people who were flirting with each other.

Okay, okay, this is how you play, right?

"Then let me take a look at Xu Fengqiu's work."

Empress Shengyao took out Xu Fengqiu's poems.

After taking a look, Empress Shengyao looked shocked again.

"It seems that Xu Fengqiu's poem is not simple." The Poet Saint said.

Mr. Cao said in a strange way: "Of course it's not simple."

Because he plagiarized it, or asked someone else to write it in advance.

Of course, he only dared to say this in his heart.

Empress Shengyao spread her right hand and touched the air in front of her.

One by one, shocking words appeared in the air.

Everyone quickly looked up.

Lin Qingzhu also looked with expectation.

As graceful as a startled dragon, graceful as a wandering dragon.

The autumn chrysanthemums are blooming, and the spring pines are blooming.

It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and the fluttering snow is like the flowing wind.

hiss--

In the quiet poetry meeting, many people subconsciously gasped.

The poet's cloudy eyes instantly became clear again.

"It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind..."

His body trembled slightly.

It was an excitement that came from restraining one's heart, and it seemed like a picture came to mind.

It was also like an unfulfilled long-cherished wish. It seemed that at this moment he had found what he wanted.

"this......"

Wei Yannian, Zhuge Chen and others looked at the poems with expressions of disbelief and stood up subconsciously.

"So... so beautiful! This is the most beautiful poem I have ever seen."

"It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and it flutters like the snow covered by the flowing wind. What a talent to write this quatrain!"

"It's so beautiful! It's really beautiful! Young Master Xu is such a great talent! In today's world, let alone this generation, looking at a hundred years ago, Young Master Xu's talent would have been at the forefront, right?"

"At this moment, if someone tells me that this is a poem that Young Master Xu prepared in advance and asked someone else to write it in advance, I would not believe it. Who else in this world can write such a beautiful poem? "

"..."

Everyone looked at Xu Fengqiu with his hands behind his back in shock, as if he was standing there in a deserted place.

Lin Qingzhu's beautiful eyes flickered slightly as she looked at Xu Fengqiu's poems.

So... so beautiful.

This is probably the most beautiful poem she has read in recent years, right?

Unexpectedly, this was actually written by Mr. Xu to her.

At that moment, Lin Qingzhu's heart was suddenly touched.

Over the years, she has experienced many confessions from extremely outstanding men from mainland China.

Never had a heartbeat.

She didn't understand what heartbeat meant either.

But when she saw this poem, she seemed to understand a little for a moment, what is heartbeat?

A poem that tugs at the heartstrings.

You can see how beautiful this poem is.

"Ding...Lin Qingzhu's favorability towards you is +5, current favorability: 15."

Kaka——

Gu Changsheng clenched his fists.

"How could that happen?" Li Mufeng also frowned.

He felt that even if he prepared in advance, he wouldn't be able to prepare such a poem, right?

"Do you still like Miss Lin?" Xu Fengqiu looked at Lin Qingzhu and asked.

Lin Qingzhu bowed slightly to Xu Fengqiu: "Xu Gongzi is a great talent, Qingzhu naturally likes him, but... I feel ashamed to face such beautiful poems."

Xu Fengqiu smiled and said: "Miss Lin is humble."

"Your Majesty the Poet Saint."

At this time, Empress Shengyao looked at Shisheng.

Everyone looked around.

The poet looked up at the poem and remained motionless.

Only two lines of clear tears flowed down slowly.

The Poet raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch something that only he could see.

See it.

He appears to be caressing a woman's cheek.

The poet's lips moved slightly, with deep emotion: "That is the love of my life, she... came back with this poem... Did you see it?"

The poet shed silent tears, his eyes were slightly blurred, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"She... so beautiful..."

Everyone was silent.

Been here for a long time.

The poet came to his senses.

He looked at Xu Fengqiu.