After rebirth, the Queen of Madness has gone against the will of Heaven

In March, the Jiangnan region is awash in vibrant blossoms, a picturesque scene that's almost heavenly. Streets are lined with shops, and the fading light of the setting sun casts a delicate glow over the red bricks and green tiles, or the vibrantly colored eaves of the buildings, adding a hazy and poetic touch to the bustling Luoyang cityscape.

As spring goes and autumn comes, the annual literary competition begins again.

Literati and poets, carriages and horses, and a constant flow of people. The streets are filled with the rich aroma of ink...

Soon, men and women all ran to Shuxiang Pavilion on South Street.

"The eldest daughter of the Yu family is here, hurry up!"

"Really? What a talented woman! I have to go and see it right away!"

"Yes, it's amazing that one person can challenge all the scholars!"

"..."

Book Pavilion.

This is the place where talented scholars from the south of the Yangtze River gather for poetry gatherings. This day of the year is the most lively, gathering talented scholars and beautiful ladies from all over the world.

However, for some reason this year, Yu Qingli, who was so beautiful that men all over the world wanted to see her, fainted on the spot when the other party made a pair!

When Yu Qingli woke up, she had been unconscious for two hours. It was almost dusk.

The dusk light filtered through the latticed window, illuminating her lively eyes, which seemed as vibrant as autumn water, a riot of color. Her fair face, a white shirt, her black hair dyed black, her colorful fan fluttering in the wind, made her look like a fairy, a water spirit, as if she had stepped out of a dream, as otherworldly as a fairy, as if a fairy had descended to earth.

Everyone was stunned and dumbfounded... They forgot to move their eyes, and their gaze shifted in an unknown way.

"Miss, wuwu... you're finally awake!" A relieved voice came from the side...

When Yu Qingli turned around, she saw the little girl beside her, her eyes filled with tears!

"Girl, you are finally awake. If you don't wake up, I really don't know what to do." The boss of Shuxiang Pavilion came over immediately. He also breathed a sigh of relief. If anything happened to this person in his territory, he would be finished!

Yu Qingli looked at him. This face—isn't this the boss? Before marrying into the palace, she came here every year, so she was naturally familiar with him.

Looking at the people in front, many of them have written poems together.

This...what's going on?

Wasn't she killed by Murong Feng? Her hands and feet were all broken, her face was completely disfigured, she was dead!

Could it be, could it be...

As she thought about this, she suddenly felt a chill in her heart!

Rebirth, rebirth!

day!

She couldn't believe it! Reborn into her past life! This year, she was 16 years old.

"Miss Yu, since you are awake, please answer my couplet. My couplet is: Holding a three-character note, meeting a first-rank official, how dare the Confucian scholar call him brother? Did you hear clearly?" A young man in a gray shirt and holding a red fan came to ask questions, his eyes seemed to be waiting impatiently for her second line.

Not only him, but everyone was waiting. Exchanging poems with the world-renowned talent Yu Qingli seemed like a great honor.

Yu Qingli's mind raced at this moment. Rebirth, rebirth! She was alive again! Great!

Thinking of her past life, that kind of anger like the rolling waves ran through her body! At this moment, her veins were full of energy! There was a kind of cruelty that was devouring people!

"Miss..." The maid Meihong was a little dissatisfied. Her young lady had just woken up, and she felt a little distressed in her heart.

Yu Qingli waved her hand and looked at the gray-shirted couple, her eyes sparkling. "Listen carefully, sir. My second line is: Travel a thousand miles, read ten thousand books, and even a commoner can be proud of a prince!"

In an instant, the whole scene became silent!

I couldn't help but look at the woman in green. Her hair flowed like black ink, her face rosy and her cheeks were lightly painted. Her skin was as white as cream, her neck was as white as a cicada's, her teeth were like white gourds, and her eyebrows were as delicate as a beautiful woman's. Her tall figure was like a green lotus on the edge of a cliff, standing proudly and radiantly! This aura was too dazzling, too sharp!

However, what is even more unexpected is her poem.

A commoner can also be arrogant towards a prince. What a big tone and what a crazy attitude!

"I...have to admit defeat. Miss Yu is indeed worthy of her reputation!" The gray-shirted man's face changed. Although he lost face, he admired her from the bottom of his heart.

"I'll do it! Jiang has long wanted to fight with the girl." Another man came with an air of not believing in evil!

"Please!" Yu Qingli said.

"The moon waxes and wanes, year after year, morning after night, until the sun comes out at the end of the night."

The reduplicated couplet made everyone look at Yu Qingli with bated breath!

Yu Qingli paused for a second and then spoke: "Flowers bloom and fall, flowers fall and bloom, summer and autumn, hot and cool, spring comes after the harsh winter."

"Good!" Everyone applauded.

Yu Qingli pursed her lips and smiled slightly.

The maid Meihong shook her head proudly, as if to say: Look, this is my lady!