Marrying a concubine to seduce him and lure him into the game

Looking at Su Wan, she is obviously eager to show the world her unique vision and happy marriage.

The pride and satisfaction in her heart were like the sunshine on a summer afternoon, warm but not dazzling.

Huo Hou slowly put forward the theme of the poetry meeting, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Upon hearing the sound, everyone picked up their pens, the air filled with the fragrance of ink. As they wrote, beautiful poems flowed like running water, and the air was filled with a strong scent of literature and ink.

Most of the talented scholars present were outstanding candidates for the imperial examinations. Each of them tried their best and wrote with their pens, hoping to leave a mark in this poetry gathering and win the favor of Lord Huo.

As time goes by, one high-quality poem after another appears before the public.

Each song has its own characteristics, drawing continuous admiration from those around.

Finally, it was Shen Jinghong's turn.

The previous few people were already worthy of praise, but when he stood out, his calmness and confidence, coupled with the beautiful words he wrote like flowing water, impressed everyone again.

"What a brilliant and talented writer!"

Huo Hou couldn't help but admire him, his eyes showing his admiration, "You are a formidable young man, what's your name?"

His tone was full of expectations for young talents.

Shen Jinghong bowed slightly, his posture extremely elegant, like a modest gentleman walking out of an ancient painting: "Junior Shen Jinghong, I am honored to be here to show my ugliness."

His words revealed a calmness and confidence that transcended his age.

Behind the beaded curtain, Su Wan's smile became brighter and brighter, her eyes sparkling with infinite longing for the future.

In her opinion, today's small display is just a prelude to next year.

When her husband becomes the top scorer in high school, that will be a truly glorious moment. The brilliance at that time will surely attract everyone's attention.

Just as everyone was immersed in the ocean of poetry, suddenly, a voice broke the moment of silence: "Brother Yin, why are you so quiet? Come and recite a few lines too."

There was a hint of joking in his words, but they were also full of encouragement.

A young man in the crowd, pushed by his companions, stood in front in a slightly awkward manner.

Su Rao raised her eyes and was so surprised that it was Yin Taochen.

The legendary talented young man unexpectedly appeared at the poetry reading.

Almost instinctively, Su Rao turned her gaze to her sister Su Yi, only to see that she had a dazed look in her eyes.

As if caught in an indescribable whirlpool of emotions, she stared blankly beyond the pearl curtain.

At the same time, as if with telepathic connection, Yin Taochen's gaze passed through the layers of bead curtains and met Su Yi's gaze unexpectedly. At that moment, the air seemed to solidify and everything became quiet.

When she turned around again, Su Rao noticed that there was a different kind of light flashing in Huo Chengjun's eyes.

The beam of light was extremely strong, tightly locked onto Yin Taochen, with an imperceptible obsession.

Su Rao's heart suddenly tightened, and memories of her past life came flooding back like a tide.

Yin Taochen's sad fate was caused by the Huo family.

Just because he refused a political marriage with Huo Chengjun.

This caused Mrs. Huo's endless resentment and eventually led to the destruction of the entire family.

Even though he was talented, upright and honest, he still bore the false accusation of corruption.

A lifetime of fame was ruined in an instant, the ending is really sad.

The root cause of all these misfortunes is nothing but Huo Chengjun's unrequited love and her obsessive pursuit of this relationship.

Faced with everyone's invitation, Yin Taochen did not refuse. He pondered for a moment, picked up the pen and wrote freely, and a poem came out on the paper.

Everyone present was moved when they heard it.

The poem contains profound emotions and exquisite wording, which is better than Shen Jinghong's works and is refreshing.

Huo Hou savored it carefully and recited it silently twice.

He cast a look of approval and admiration at Yin Taochen, and was the first to applaud, and the applause rang out like a tide.

"How wonderful! It's really wonderful! The new generation replaces the old generation, and talented people emerge in endlessly like mushrooms after rain!" Huo Hou's voice was full of emotion and joy.

"Excellent work, truly excellent work! Brother Yu, your talent is truly admirable!"

Someone nearby echoed, and voices of praise rang out one after another.

However, some careful people discovered the hidden emotions in the poem and couldn't help asking: "However, this poem seems to contain deep emotions. Could it be that Brother Yu already has someone in his heart? Who is this poem written for?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere on the field became subtle and everyone looked at them curiously.

"Haha, I really want to know which girl has the ability to enlighten a wooden-headed man like our brother Yu?"

As they spoke, laughter rose and fell, like the gentle fluttering of willow catkins in spring, but with a hint of mockery.

The atmosphere suddenly became both lively and subtle, revealing the style that Shen Jinghong was originally proud of.

At this moment, it seemed as if a layer of mist quietly covered everything, leaving him and Su Wan looking at each other in embarrassment.

The anger in Su Wan's heart rose up like weeds fueled by the wind.

She had never dreamed that Yin Taochen, who was supposed to be far away, would be here and break into her world in this way.

But in a flash, a feeling of calm self-mockery came over me.

Even if he is in great glory now, even if he can really make a big splash in the future, won't he be unable to escape those clichéd endings in the end?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sneer inwardly, compared to these illusory glories.

Her husband is the real winner, firmly sitting on the position of Prime Minister, with enormous power that no one can match.

This sense of pride was like a clear spring, slowly calming the waves in her heart.

Su Rao's gaze was always fixed on her sister's proud and determined back.

She witnessed the moment when her sister finished listening to Yin Taochen's recitation. The astonishment in her eyes was like the mist before the dawn, brief but profound, and then quickly returned to the tranquility and depth of a lake.

Every inch of my sister's posture reveals the dignity and composure unique to a princess.

But behind that calmness, who knows how many surging waves of emotions are hidden in her heart?

To Su Rao, the name that once haunted her dreams now seemed like the wind from another world, cold and distant.

An almost inaudible sigh gently escaped from Su Rao's mouth, as if only she could feel the faint sadness.

The poetry reading was like a long dream, which finally came to an end after two hours.

Huo Chengjun didn't stay for a moment, turned around and was about to leave, her gaze was like a magnet.

It clings tightly to Yin Taochen's back, revealing a persistence and desire that cannot be ignored.

Seeing this, Su Rao's heart couldn't help but ripples. After some inner struggle, she finally decided to follow him quietly.

In Su Rao's cognition, Huo Chengjun seemed like an unsolved mystery, paranoid and intense.