The prince kneels every day. Has the princess forgiven him today?

Song Junling was still excited and turned around to talk to his sister, but he saw that her face was gloomy and his heart tightened slightly.

I’m afraid my sister has never been exposed to these things before.

What’s so great about Tianya Zhenren?

Song Junling was focused on how to get closer to his sister, so he took out two sheets of rice paper and spread them on the table.

"Xiwan, can you write poetry?"

Song Junling had never seen the painting "Lonely Boat" and thought that his sister must be talented, but she should first absorb the knowledge of poetry.

Before Song Xiwan could answer, Zheng Linlang's voice, half-smiling and half-joking, rang in her ears, "Ms. Song must be a master of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Otherwise, how could she have achieved such prominence in the palace?"

Lin Yang was still angry and said in the same tone, "If Miss Su hadn't returned to the capital yesterday, it might not have been Miss Song that day."

Song Xiwan's eyes were full of coldness.

These two are really annoying.

Song Junling was also unable to bear it any longer, "Don't always pick on my sister. If you want to compete, compete with me."

Lin Yang fell silent instantly.

Everyone knows that Song Junling learned to read at the age of three and had read all the poems and books at the age of five. He was deeply loved by the teacher at Yunhe Academy over the years. How could ordinary people compare to him?

"Today we are communicating, not competing, so please don't damage the harmony."

Zheng Linlang once again played the role of peacemaker.

Song Xiwan looked at their hypocritical faces without changing her expression.

Such a man, yet he has such a small mind!

"Your Highness Prince Xuan, shall we sit here?"

Su Xunyao had no intention of paying attention to these little quarrels and looked at Xie Chengqian with a gentle smile.

Although the two were not engaged, Su Xunyao was also fond of King Xuan, who was known as the God of War, and naturally did not care about the differences between men and women.

Unexpectedly, Xie Chengqian walked directly to the seat next to Song Xiwan and asked politely, "Miss Song, may I sit here?"

The whole audience suddenly fell silent.

Song Xiwan raised her eyes in surprise.

What does Xie Chengqian want to do again?

The smile on Su Xunyao's lips froze, a hint of disbelief flashed across his eyes, and then he cast a probing gaze on this Miss Song.

Su Xunyao knew a little about the palace banquet.

But he also believed that the Emperor and His Royal Highness Prince Xuan were just giving face to Lord Song, specifically to regain some reputation for their daughter Song Xiwan, who had been living away from home for many years.

But what is happening now?

Song Xiwan had regained her composure and replied calmly, "Your Highness, you are joking. This is not the Song Residence. There is no need to ask about Xiwan."

Xie Chengqian actually sat down.

Su Xunyao clenched her handkerchief, still smiling, and sat down next to Xie Chengqian naturally.

The scene was somewhat subtle, causing everyone to look at each other in confusion.

She smiled at Song Xiwan and said, "I've heard for a long time that Miss Song is very knowledgeable and her paintings presented to the palace were highly appreciated by Prince Xuan. It seems that it's not just a rumor."

Song Xiwan had no problem with Su Xunyao and greeted her politely, "Miss Su, you are too kind."

"It is a blessing for us to have the opportunity to see Miss Song composing a poem today."

Unexpectedly, Su Xunyao said another flattering remark.

Song Xiwan frowned slightly.

These words were almost the same as what Zheng Linlang said, the only difference was that Su Xunyao did not mean to mock him, but it still sounded a bit unpleasant to her ears.

"Oh, Miss Su is so modest. Everyone here knows that you are the most talented woman in Shangjing City. How can others compare to you?"

Lin Yang has always admired studious women, and Su Xunyao is a prime example.

He believed that there were only a few women present, and any one of them was better than Song Xiwan, the idiot!

"Lin Yang!"

Soong Junling was angry.

Song Xiwan tugged at his brother's sleeve and said slowly, "Everyone has their own preferences. Don't argue with such a narrow-minded person."

Song Junling was so distressed. How could her sister be so sensible?

Lin Yang was offended by the word "narrow-minded" and wanted to retort a few more times, but when he met King Xuan's gaze, which was as cold as the winter wind, he shuddered.

He didn't offend King Xuan, right?

Su Xunyao was slightly stunned, and a bad premonition gradually emerged in her heart.

His Royal Highness Prince Xuan is acting very abnormally today. Is it related to Song Xiwan?

No!

Princess Xuan can only be her!

Su Xunyao smiled gently, "Sister Xiwan is right. Poetry gatherings are for communication and learning, not for competition. I wonder what kind of regulated verse Sister Xiwan is good at?"

Song Xiwan raised her eyebrows slightly. He was calling her "sister Xiwan"?

Song Junling always loved attending poetry gatherings, but this time she felt very uncomfortable.

Why are these two so arrogant when facing his sister?

"Why ask so much? You'll know once you're done."

Su Xunyao was choked by this and the smile on her face almost disappeared.

How could even Soong Junling treat her like this?

Xie Chengqian said, "Mr. Song is right."

After King Xuan spoke, no one dared to object and silently lowered their heads to write poems.

Song Junling leaned close to his sister and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm here. I'll help you write later."

Song Xiwan felt a warm feeling in her heart and shook her head to refuse, "No need."

There are so many people here staring at her. If she is discovered, they will definitely give her a hard time.

Write poetry.

Song Xiwan can still do it.

She picked up the pen and was about to put it down when she felt a pair of fiery gazes looking at her from the side.

It wasn't Song Xiwan's illusion. When she raised her head, she met Xie Chengqian's deep eyes, and her mind froze.

"Is there something wrong, His Royal Highness Prince Xuan?"

"nothing."

Xie Chengqian responded, but his eyes did not move away.

Song Xiwan: “…”

She got so angry that she wrote a hidden-head poem.

Xie Chengqian took a look and twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

It turns out she has such an irritating side.

Song Xiwan raised her eyes and saw that Xie Chengqian had not yet moved his gaze away, so she asked with a smile, "What does Your Majesty think of my poem?"

"Miss Song is truly talented and knowledgeable."

Xie Chengqian praised him generously.

Song Xiwan was so breathless that she looked at the lines of weird acrostic poems on the paper. For a moment, she was not sure whether Xie Chengqian was serious or doing it on purpose.

This attracted a lot of curious looks.

Su Xunyao, in particular, was very nervous. Could it be that Song Xiwan really had such talent?

Lin Yang had been waiting for an opportunity to humiliate Song Xiwan. He immediately came over to take a look, and then his face suddenly turned gloomy.

"Song Xiwan, what do you mean?"

"Lin Yang, I've tolerated you for a long time. Now try yelling at my sister."

Song Junling slammed the table and stood up, shouting back angrily.

This momentum completely crushed Lin Yang, but he still couldn't swallow it, "Look for yourself how your sister humiliated me and Brother Zheng!"

"Mr. Lin, what do you mean? How have I humiliated you?"

Song Xiwan looked innocent and confused.

Lin Yang pointed at the paper and asked, "You are pretending to be ignorant when you know the truth. What did you write on this secret?"

"What do you need to write..."

Song Junling wanted to refute, but he was choked when he saw the hidden head.

The hidden head is: Zheng Lin’s dog barks.

Song Xiwan pretended to take it seriously and then was surprised. "What a coincidence! But this isn't an acrostic poem."

"How could there be such a coincidence in this world? You are clearly deliberately humiliating me and Brother Zheng!"

Lin Yang was so angry that his face turned red.

Zheng Linlang also had a sullen face.

Song Xiwan asked with a puzzled look on her face, "But why would I humiliate you two? Isn't this our first meeting today?"