Xiaohou Ye and his childhood sweetheart

Waking up from a hangover, the morning light lit up the sky, in the main house of Linchunhou Mansion, Huai Zong was sitting on the couch in a baggy inner garment, his consciousness gradually faded, and a smile was stained on his lips.Thinking of the chaotic situation last night, she couldn't wait to see how Xiao Xing had to give in.

Must be cute!

The two were childhood sweethearts, they didn't notice any mischief when they were young, but as they got older, Xiao Xing became more and more reserved day by day due to the defense between men and women, elegant like a fairy in the clouds, and Huai Zong spent a lot of time trying to fool around, nothing more than thinking Make her smile.

Later, she kept her low profile and lost her popularity. Not only did she have to divorce her, but she also had to break up with her!

At that time, Huai Zong understood a truth: no matter how beautiful a girl is, she cannot be spoiled.

In the past, she loved Xiao Xing's gentle smile, but now she wants to see her jumping in anger.

Huai Zong touched his chin and picked out a light-colored robe, Xiao Xing prefers light-colored, very light-colored and very elegant, the two have been inseparable all year round, style preference has a lot of influence, subconsciously soaked into the bone marrow, it will be difficult to change when he finds out.

After breakfast, the sky was clear and bright, Huai Zong lay lazily on the small bamboo couch under the peach blossom tree, closed his eyes and let the wind blow, ignoring the sudden rain that blew from the Tinglan Terrace overnight.Half asleep and half awake, she asked, "Have you delivered the hangover pill?"

Ah Jing curled her lips: "Send it, in the name of Princess Huayang."

Hua Yang is a mutual friend of Huai Zong and Xiao Xing, upon hearing from him that he sent them off, Huai Zong tilted his head and continued to sleep.

Unintentionally touching the little lazy cat in her arms who can sleep better than her, she thought for the first time: Xiao Xing, I have a cat again, hurry up and grab it.

Thoughts flashed across her, she herself felt bored, covered her face with wide sleeves, rested her forearm on her forehead, and fell asleep wearily.

Last night, Wensi was full of springs, today she just wants to be a salted fish paralyzed in the spring, what is romantic, can I eat it?

The gate of the Hou Mansion is closed tightly, blocking the noise of all things.

In the back garden, there is silence, the son is like a jade, writing a pen to stir up the hustle and bustle, sleeping drunk on the bamboo couch and refusing the hustle and bustle, but she doesn't know that she is willing to be a salted fish at the moment, and in the eyes of outsiders, she is also a kind of unique celebrity.

Celebrities slept like hell, and the sensation caused by Tinglantai continued to ferment.

The great Confucianist Jing Yan who escaped from the world was disturbed by this battle of poems, and as soon as he showed up, the literary world was once again in a storm.

The Shizilou is bustling with people, and the beautiful and colorful chapters are scattered all over the place.

The green-robed scholar threw away his pen angrily: "Why can't I write such a good poem?"

The friend glanced at the poem he imitated, and said with a smile: "Do you think everyone is Xiao Dongling? You are lucky! We have Brother Huai Zong to support our appearance. Without him, who is the top of the romantic list, who else in Luan Kingdom can hold back?" This new star?"

The owner of the Dongling County of the Xiao family has a remarkable literary talent. She has used her pens for three years to stop orchids. Doujiu has a hundred poems, full of talent and enthusiasm, and is radiated in poetry and wine. One hundred and seven poems and essays were published. I can't hold my head up.

The two extremely shining stars in the literary world made the contemporaries clearly feel the unprecedented pressure.

In a moment of stagnation, someone patted the table and clapped their hands: "Interesting, so interesting. Come and see!"

Holding the two collections of poems, he burst into tears with laughter: "Look carefully, compare and compare, it's so fun, the young Lord Linchun and the Princess Dongling have elegant tastes, they are really extraordinary."

Everyone leaned over their desks and looked at it. After seeing it, they couldn't help laughing. The laughter overflowed, diluting the previous depression and tension.

The scholar wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes, holding back his entanglement: "After reading their poems, I can't even imagine how these two people will live in the future. It's too miserable, and I don't know who to sympathize with."

Another person said: "Oh, this marriage is well-given. If the two of them can fight each other every day, Luan Kingdom's literary world will surpass all other countries, and it will be just around the corner!"

"Hahaha, the princess's diction is sharp, and his scolding is brilliant and loud. Lin Chunhou, as a man, can scold no one before or after. The two will fight for every inch of land. You come and go, the sparks that come out of collision ...absolutely!"

All of a sudden, everyone's focus shifted, and they expressed deep concern about the marriage between the two governments.

Amidst the divergent opinions, someone whispered in surprise: "Huh? Don't you think these two are flirting?"

After the words were spoken, Shizilou was silent, as if hearing a big joke, the laughter became more intense——

"Stop making trouble! The two of them are serious lovers and concubines. What did Prince Hui's mansion want to divorce three years ago? Let's look at the attitude of Linchunhou's mansion over the years, it's time to break up!"

"That's right, the princess scratched Lord Hou's face not long ago, and even gave him a slap. The five finger prints look painful!"

"Yes, yes, Master Hou uttered poems and scolded the princess for being hypocritical, and he scolded the princess hard enough... The two have been at odds for a long time, then they are enemies! Have you ever seen any unmarried couple who can use a pen as a blade and wish they could be slaughtered?" Encouraging the other party's strength, and persistently scolding each other for three years?"

"Huh? Didn't you say that Master Hou even gave the cat to the princess a few days ago? He also gave a generous gift!"

"Ah, ah, Marquis Lin Chun came out to refute the rumors. It's just a misunderstanding. The princess snatched the cat, and the apology is because the ignorant servants of the Hou's mansion scared the tortoise raised by the princess to death."

"..."

Could it be more ridiculous?I also have a cat, why didn't the princess rob my cat?A tortoise is only worth a few bucks. Haven't you seen the generous gifts and affection of the Hou Mansion?

The little scholar who vaguely glimpsed the truth quietly hid his thoughts, and nodded pretendingly: "Well, I believe it for the time being."

He pointed to the thick collection of poems, and asked again: "Have you noticed? The Marquis and the princess wrote [-] poems about wine fighting, and each wrote [-] poems. There are [-] poems registered in the register. What about the other poem?" ?”

Everyone was stunned: Yes, what about the other one?

Anyone who boarded the Tinglan Terrace wished that the literary world would know that the waiter of the Tinglan Terrace could not have made such a big mistake, that is to say... the Princess and the Lord Hou hid their secrets?

In Prince Hui's Mansion, Xiao Xing took the hangover pills sent by Huayang, and fell back on the soft couch in a daze.

Huai Zong is a literary talent, she can only use all her strength if she wants not to be left behind, but at the last moment, just before she fell completely drunk, she hid the poem.

Of the one hundred and eight poems, only this one is written about the feelings in her heart, and no one else can read every single word.

Xiao Xing was not surprised to lose the poetry competition.

At this time, her temples were throbbing, and she endured the drowsiness after a hangover, and opened the collection of poems—this is Huai Zong's poems, with brilliant literary talent.

However, Xiao Xing became more and more annoyed as he looked at it, and the collection of poems was thrown on the ground with a slap: "Look how proud she is! Can't scold her, can't I beat her?!"

Ah Jiu's eyes widened, he couldn't compare with a pen, and wanted to compare his fists with Lord Hou?

Seeing her like this, Xiao Xing felt depressed for a while, and regretted why he didn't practice martial arts with his father back then.If she had the ability of her father, she would have beaten Huai Zong to the ground and couldn't get up!

"Go to give Huayang a backup gift. She has given me wine and medicine these years. I am busy recently, so I will go to the palace to see her when I have time."

"Yes, county lord."

"and many more!"

Xiao Xing pointed to the ground: "Pick up the poetry collection and give it to me."

"..."

The boudoir is quiet and peaceful, with occasional magpies basking in the sun outside the window.

Xiao Xing traced a thick collection of poems with his fingertips, as if he was tracing Huai Zong's handsome eyebrows.

One hundred and eight songs, what about the remaining one?

Huai Zong...what did he write?

Princess Dongling, who is rarely bedridden with salty fish, couldn't help but think wildly. Before falling asleep, she still thought to herself: Sooner or later, she will win Huai Zong, and then force her to agree to three conditions.

Thinking of this, the corners of her lips curved slightly, and she fell asleep.

After waking up, it was already time for the gold to sink, and the bronzing invitations from the Hou Mansion were sent to the Prince Hui's Mansion.

The majestic and domineering Prince Hui had an extremely delicate face, and when he saw him, he knew who Xiao Xingyin was following with the gentleness in his brows and eyes.

Prince Hui had Ting Lantai's latest collection of poems in his hand, and the servants of the Marquis of Linchun came to him, obediently presented an invitation card, and the prince waved his hand in disgust, and walked away in a hurry.

There is no other way, Master Hou has to confess cowardly when he sees the prince, how can a servant be greater than his master?

Prince Hui snorted coldly, he looks gentle, but his temper is not gentle at all.

With a slap on the pear blossom wooden table, the tea lid trembled and almost splashed water.Fanmei's gold-rimmed post was pinched by his fingertips, as if he was holding something unclean.

Huai Zong's son was in vain to love him in every possible way, and in the end it made Ah Xing cry, how dare he hand over a post to the palace?Tired of life!

"Father."

Xiao Xing appeared in front of people with a clear mind in his Hua clothes.

Prince Hui saw his beloved daughter, with a smile on his face, his imposing aura faded away, a smile in his eyes, and he praised: "That's right, this king's daughter is a woman who doesn't give way to a man, hum, it should have been frustrated long ago." Defeat those literati, why are you so blind all day long?"

Xiao Xing knows who is scolding someone as a romantic talent, without even thinking about it.She glanced at the invitation and asked cautiously, "For me?"

Prince Hui withdrew the post confidently, telling nonsense and not drafting: "Oh, the Minister of Rites invited my father to participate in the hunting in three days' time."

Xiao Xing's red lips were slightly pursed, with a smile in his eyes: "Oh, so it's not the invitation from the little man Linchun."

"..."

Prince Hui snorted coldly: "My good girl, stay away from him in the future. Huaizong is really a gentle scum!"

"Well, my daughter listens to my father." Xiao Xing was well-behaved and gentle, and he was very pleased to see Prince Hui.

Seeing that the date of the engagement banquet was approaching, both the Hou's Mansion and the Wang's Mansion seemed to have forgotten about this matter.

There are still three days before the engagement banquet. As a professional householder who bestows marriages, the emperor accidentally heard that the Minister of Rites invited Uncle Hui Wang to participate in the hunting in the imperial study. ?”

The engagement banquet is coming soon, if you don't prepare, it will be too late. I have never seen such a negative marriage couple like them.

The same goes for Uncle Hui Wang, who still has the mind to run around?The innocent Minister of Rites stared at him: You too!What are you fussing about!

So before going out, Huai Zong bumped into the family member of the eunuch who came to report the letter at the gate, and after getting the emperor's reminder, he woke up: three days later, she will hold an engagement banquet with Xiao Xing!

Sending off the eunuch with a smile, Huai Zong corrected his appearance and asked Ah Jing, "Is this Marquis handsome?"

Ah Jing said: "It's as beautiful as a fairy."

it is good.

Huai Zong felt relieved and stepped into the sedan chair, since he invited Xiao Xing today, why not take this opportunity to discuss the engagement with her.

Mei Zizi went to the West Lake, but never thought that it was not Xiao Xing who came, but... Xiao Xing's father.