My husband, please respect yourself. The princess is here to grab the bride.

Straight and slender figure!

A white dress is whiter than snow!

A head of long black hair draped over the shoulders!

Dongfang Changying's gaze fell on Bai Shaoqiu's back. His gaze was motionless, and his back was also motionless!

There is the pavilion's pillars and eaves as a frame, a pear tree in the distance as the scenery, and a handsome young man... This scene actually made Dongfang Changying a little dazed!

It felt like a deer was running around in the girl's heart!

She suddenly felt a little regretful.

I regretted why I ran away from the wedding without seeing him on the wedding night!

She suddenly felt a little scared.

If it weren't for the bet that the Ninth Princess had made that drove everyone in Xiling City crazy, if it weren't for the Master's persuasion, he and I...

Maybe we will miss each other like this!

Then you will no longer hear the praise that "It is like a light cloud covering the moon, and it flutters like snowflakes carried by the wind."

Nor can we see such wonderful lines as "Last night the spring breeze came, and the pear blossoms on the tree were three feet of snow. At dawn the drizzle went away, and the whole house was wet with fragrance for ten miles!"

He has now agreed to write a poem about pear blossoms...

Dongfang Changying is looking forward to it more and more!

Those beautiful eyes became brighter and brighter!

She thought Bai Shaoqiu was thinking about looking at the pear blossoms, but she didn't know that Bai Shaoqiu was just thinking about whether he could show off his skills in front of this girl.

I came here at the invitation of the famous Mr. Si, a great scholar from Xingguo.

He didn't know that Mr. Si was the husband of his wife whom he had never met. The purpose of his visit was that the book "The Story of the Stone" needed a preface written by a literary celebrity!

And it would be best if a great writer like Mr. Si wrote the preface for it!

If you want to gain the approval of Mr. Si, you certainly can't hide anything.

If you want to have the power to have an equal dialogue with Mr. Si, you must have the ability to match it!

The fact that this girl can live here means that she must be someone very close to Mr. Si.

Then showing off one's skills in front of her will also bring many benefits to oneself!

So, he took a sip of tea, turned around, and smiled faintly at Dongfang Changying, who was still looking at him with increasingly fiery eyes:

"This poem is called 'Pear Blossoms on the East Fence'"

Dongfang Changying never expected that Bai Shaoqiu would come up with a pear blossom poem in just a few breaths!

She still looked at Bai Shaoqiu, with a hint of astonishment in her eyes.

Then, Bai Shaoqiu's calm yet slightly sad voice reached her ears:

"The pear blossoms are pale white and the willows are dark green,

When the catkins fly, the city is full of flowers.

Melancholy, a tree in the east column is covered with snow,

Life is so clear and bright!"

Dongfang Changying withdrew her gaze, quickly picked up the pen, and started writing. After a moment, she put down the pen and slowly stood up holding the paper.

As she looked at the pear blossom poem on the paper, her heart was already filled with turmoil!

She witnessed this with her own eyes!

It was a topic she came up with on a whim, and Bai Shaoqiu composed a wonderful poem after just a few breaths of thought!

This is enough to prove that everything the palace investigated about Bai Shaoqiu was false!

This is why he won the couplet competition over Song Zigui, the most talented scholar in Xiling.

This is the real reason why the Ninth Princess Tang Xianxian dared to let Jubao Money House set up that gambling game!

Such quick wit, such beautiful pear blossom lyrics... maybe he really has the ability to win first place in the Zhuxi Literary Conference!

Dongfang Changying swallowed, pursed his lips, and felt as if he was dreaming.

So I asked again:

"Excuse me, Mr. Bai, are you really the Mr. Bai Shaoqiu from the Bai's Bookstore?"

Bai Shaoqiu raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile:

"No one would pretend to be Bai Shaoqiu, who is known as a waste!"

The stone in Dongfang Changying's heart fell to the ground, and ripples appeared in his heart.

The corners of her mouth gradually curled up.

Then, a beautiful pear blossom slowly bloomed before Bai Shaoqiu's eyes.

Bai Shaoqiu's heart was suddenly moved. The beauty of this girl was a little hard for him to resist!

This feeling is much stronger than when facing Miss Xianxian!

The fairy girl is like a fairy, with an air of wealth and nobility, and she has a bit of a keep-away vibe.

But this girl is different.

Not only is she stunningly beautiful, she's also incredibly down to earth!

He quickly withdrew his gaze and walked towards the stone table.

sit down.

He took a sip of tea calmly.

I didn't dare look at the girl who was as beautiful as a pear blossom, especially her big watery eyes that were full of affection.

He looked into the courtyard.

In the courtyard, an old man with white hair and beard and dressed in a green robe was walking slowly.

He saw two people in the pavilion!

His steps suddenly stopped, and a hint of surprise flashed in his old eyes.

He didn't know Bai Shaoqiu, but the man sitting in the pavilion must be Bai Shaoqiu!

Changying is here too!

Ok,

The two ignored each other.

It was obvious that Changying did not recognize her as her husband.

There are very few young men in the world who can remain calm when seeing Changying's appearance!

Bai Shaoqiu sat upright, his eyes fixed straight ahead... Was he dull? Or was he upright?

It should be dull!

It does seem a bit stupid.

Mr. Si was a little disappointed.

I just hope he isn't too stupid!

As Mr. Si continued to walk, Dongfang Changying hurried over to meet him. She supported Mr. Si as he ascended the stairs into the pavilion and whispered,

"I just took the liberty of writing under your pen. Please forgive me!"

Bai Shaoqiu also stood up at this time and bowed respectfully to the old scholar Si:

"My junior, Bai Shaoqiu, is honored to meet Mr. Si!"

"Um……"

Si Lao Daru waved his hand, his eyes fell on the paper, and he was suddenly surprised:

"what……"

He sat down and took the paper in his hands:

"Last night the spring breeze came, and the pear blossoms on the tree were covered with three feet of snow.

At dawn, the drizzle has gone, and the whole house is wet with fragrance for ten miles..."

He turned his head and looked at Dongfang Changying: "That's very good!"

"This morning, I saw a field of pear blossoms and was inspired to write this, but I haven't thought about the next sentence."

"Your next line brings this scene to life. The two lines together form a very meaningful couplet!"

"It's perfect for the door frame of Chunman Cottage!"

"Excellent, excellent!"

Dongfang Changying glanced at Bai Shaoqiu from the corner of her eye, and her heart was extremely happy:

"Sir, this second couplet... was written by Mr. Bai!"

As soon as she said this, Mr. Si looked at Bai Shaoqiu in shock!

Three breaths,

"Mr. Bai, please take a seat!"

"Chief... Lazy, serve tea!"

Bai Shaoqiu sat down, and Dongfang Changying picked up the teapot and poured tea. After putting the teapot down, she placed the piece of paper that she had been covering her heart in front of Mr. Si:

"Sir, this poem... was also written by Mr. Bai at my request. Please review it and give your comments!"

Mr. Si looked at Bai Shaoqiu again, and became more and more surprised.

He bent over his desk, his eyes fell on the paper, he stroked his long beard and read softly:

"Pear Blossoms on the East Lantern..."

The pear blossoms are pale white and the willows are dark green,

When the catkins fly, the city is full of flowers.

Melancholy, a tree in the east column is covered with snow,

Life is so clear now."

"Life is so clear..."

"What a clear view of life!"

"You, young man... write down your melancholy with the pear blossoms and willow catkins, lamenting the brevity of life and the fleeting passage of time..."

"The pear blossoms are white, the willows are green... pure and white... is this a piece of snow?"

Bai Shaoqiu said quickly, "This piece of snow was obtained from the pear blossoms on your tree, which is three feet high and covered with snow!"

This flattery was so subtle that Mr. Si was very pleased and clapped his hands in praise: "Hmm... Not bad, very good!"

"The use of the phrase 'a stalk of snow' is extremely vivid... Admiring the snow brings a calm outlook on life, and finding liberation amidst frustration!"

"It's a bit old-fashioned, but it suits your mood perfectly!"

"It suits my mood!"

“This poem… is excellent!”

Mr. Si looked up happily, and his eyes fell on Bai Shaoqiu's face again.

moment,

get up,

Reach out and lead:

"Mr. Bai, please take a seat!"

"Lazy... serve good tea!"