The girl who wears fast suits her to seduce the world

Mid-February in the Gregorian calendar

The snow on the branches melted unconsciously, and green shoots sprouted from the originally dull and bare branches.

Ying'er opened the window of Xia Ji's boudoir and let the slightly cool breeze from outside blow into the room, bringing with it the unique smell of spring.

Xia Ji pulled on the cyan cloak made of fine mink fur. Her eyes were full of laziness and tiredness as she looked at the poetry collection in her hand, and her nose was filled with the scent of new tea.

"Miss, look, the branches outside are sprouting a little green." Yinger's face was filled with joy, and she was very excited for the arrival of early spring.

"My servant heard that many talented and beautiful people went to Baozhai Pavilion this morning to recite poems and write poems!"

"The fourth prince, the eighth prince, and the seventeenth prince went there this year."

"The second young lady was dressed up and went out just now. If you feel bored, why don't you go for a walk?"

Ying'er saw the tired and bored Xia Ji and suggested.

Usually at this time, her young lady likes to attend these poetry-reciting activities.

"Oh? Then... have you noticed whether His Highness the Crown Prince has gone there?"

Xia Ji didn't care much about the many princes Ying'er said. The only thing she cared about was whether Shen Huaijin would attend this event.

"This... this slave doesn't know." Ying'er stood aside, lowering her eyebrows and nodding.

"Well, it's boring to stay at home, let's go join in the fun."

Xia Ji put the Book of Songs in her hand on the table and prepared to dress up to participate in the poetry recitation activity in Baozhai Pavilion.

Since the important figures, the male protagonist, the fourth prince, and the female protagonist, Shangguan Panyan, are all here, then Shen Huaijin, as the villain of the plane, will definitely attend.

Baozhai Pavilion

"I would like to propose a toast to you all."

The fourth prince stood up, holding the wine glass in both hands, and toasted a glass of wine to the talented scholar who came to participate in the Baozhai Pavilion's poetry recitation.

"Your Highness, the Fourth Prince, is welcome."

"Your Highness is welcome."

All the talented people present quickly raised their glasses and greeted Fourth Prince Shen Huaiyu.

"Don't worry about me. You should be reciting poems, but don't let my presence disturb your elegance. This is my sin..."

The fourth prince smiled heartily and said to everyone present.

Everyone smiled, put down their wine glasses and prepared to recite poems.

Baozhai Pavilion is very spacious. There are seats on both sides of Baozhai Pavilion, one for men and one for women.

Men and women looked at each other, the talented men were elegant and elegant when reciting poems, and the young ladies were shy and restrained because of the talented men's burning eyes.

"It's early spring now, how about you write a poem with the theme of early spring?"

"I wonder who wants to start?"

The fourth prince Shen Huaiyu smiled and looked at the talented man and young lady on both sides.

Suddenly, an emerald green skirt appeared in front of Shen Huaiyu's eyes, and the girl's voice, as clear as an oriole, came to the ears of the person who didn't see it.

"I didn't know that Baozhai Pavilion was so lively. I came a little late. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

Xia Ji squatted slightly and saluted Shen Huaiyu with respect on her face.

"It turns out to be Miss Shangguan, please quickly get up and take a seat." The fourth prince Shen Huaiyu looked at Xia Ji, who was wearing an emerald-colored skirt, with stunning color in his eyes.

The emerald-colored skirt, the bright and beautiful facial features, and the three-point green leaf shape that matches the emerald color are specially and delicately painted on the forehead.

As soon as Xia Ji arrived, her gorgeous facial features overshadowed the carefully dressed ladies beside her.

Shangguan Panyan watched the fourth prince's eyes show surprise towards Shangguan Wenjun in the banquet, and the slightest impression of him because of his elegant appearance disappeared instantly.

He secretly sighed at the fourth prince's superficiality.

For some reason, she always felt that the Fourth Prince shouldn't be like this, but she couldn't say anything.

really weird.

As soon as Xia Ji found a seat to sit down, she heard the fourth prince Shen Huaiyu calling her to get up, and she felt inexplicably unhappy.

How can this man do so many things every day?

"Miss Shangguan, after much thought, I still feel that it would be better for you to take the lead in reciting poems this time."

Ever since Xia Ji came to Baozhai Pavilion, Shen Huaiyu's eyes had been glued to her unconsciously, and there was a hint of secret lust in her eyes.

Not far away, Shen Huaijin stood behind a bamboo forest, looking at the lively scene in the pavilion with dark eyes.

"What are they doing?"

The book boy on the side saw this and stepped forward to explain.

"Your Highness, every year at this time, talented men and women come here to recite poems and write poems."

Shen Huaijin stood there with her hands behind her back, silently staring at the green figure standing in the pavilion not far away.

Xia Ji stood up and looked at the spring breeze beside Baozhai Pavilion, but her eyes noticed a man wearing a white robe standing there in the bamboo forest.

The smile at the corner of his mouth grew wider, and his eyes blinked in that direction, innocently.

Sure enough, it turns out that her Crown Prince is also here~

Then she must perform well...

"The spring is late, and the flowers and trees are luxuriant. The warehouses are harvesting, and the harvest is coming."

Shen Huaijin, who has excellent hearing, knew the origin of this poem as soon as he heard it, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

I didn't expect Miss Shangguan to be so familiar with the Book of Songs...

With the beginning of Xia Ji, the talented men and women began to recite poems one by one, which was very pleasant.

"The jasper makeup is as tall as a tree, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down."

This line of poetry stood out among the crowd, causing everyone to look back and look for the wonderful person who recited this line of poetry.

Shangguan Panyan quietly took a sip of the brewed West Lake Longjing. From the corner of his eye, he watched the surprised looks from everyone, and a trace of pride flashed in his heart.

Xia Ji glanced at Shangguan Panyan with deep meaning, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

She remembers that this is a poem from "Ode to the Willows" written by He Zhizhang...

She is indeed a time-traveling heroine, very "good" at absorbing the wisdom of her predecessors~

Liang Caizi recited this poem. The more he read, the more he felt that Shangguan Panyan's work was very good. He sighed: "I thought that the eldest lady of the Shangguan family was a well-known talented woman. I didn't expect that the second lady of the Shangguan family was also so talented. .”

As soon as these words came out, the fourth prince sitting beside him couldn't help but look towards Shangguan Panyan.

"I wonder if the second lady has composed the next line of this poem?" the talented man on the side continued to ask.

Uh……

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Shangguan Panyan's face, and he felt a little panicked.

Yes, there is, but this is the sentence she is most famous for.

Shangguan Panyan looked at the talented man in front of her who was looking at her very excitedly, his eyes still shining, with a bit of embarrassment on his face.

She was wrong, she shouldn't have used Mr. He's poems to show off...

Pretending is not enough...

"I don't know who will cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors."

Xia Ji spoke slowly, looking at Shangguan Panyan with half-smiling eyes.

Shangguan Panyan was shocked after hearing this. His eyes widened and he stared at Xia Ji in disbelief.

Is Shangguan Wenjun the same as her?

Also...a time traveler? !