Transmigrating into a short-lived cannon fodder, she beat the son of destiny to pieces

After driving Ye Ling away, Song Qinghuan felt that his ears were at peace.

She looked at the two people in front of her and said with a smile: "Qin Zheng..." Mr. Ye, can we go together?

But just as the words came to his lips, Qin Zheng pulled Ye Ning over and said hurriedly: "Princess, the banquet is about to begin. Ye Ning and I will go first."

Afterwards, Song Qinghuan only saw the backs of the two people hurriedly leaving.

Song Qinghuan: ...

If you want to leave, go by yourself. Why take Ye Ning with you?!

Qin Zheng slowed down his pace only after he could no longer see Song Qinghuan.

Ye Ning asked, "Princess, I clearly had something to say to you just now, why did you pull me away in such a hurry?"

Qin Zheng waved his hand and told the story of how Song Qinghuan had pestered him in the past.

Although he was young before, he could feel the princess's feelings for him.

But he didn't like the princess, so naturally he had to stay away from her.

Sui Ning nodded in understanding.

The three of them arrived at the banquet one after another, and Song Qinghuan glared at Qin Zheng fiercely.

Qin Zheng was troubled, thinking about how to refuse Song Qinghuan after the banquet.

However, after a while.

A familiar figure appeared at the banquet, Ye Ling!

She was seen following closely behind a tall man in brocade clothes.

The man looked like he had just reached adulthood. He was wearing an everyday palace dress, with the corners of his eyes slightly raised, giving people a feeling of looking down on everyone and being superior.

Sui Ning thought: It seems this is the King of Qi.

"What do you mean, Third Brother?" Seeing Ye Ling, Song Qinghuan rushed over angrily and asked.

Prince Song Yan of Qi pulled Ye Ling behind him, looked at Song Qinghuan with a smile and said, "Please be patient, my royal sister. Ling'er has already explained the whole story to me on the way here."

"It's just a misunderstanding. I hope my sister will let it go for my brother's sake."

"Forget it?" Song Qinghuan said coldly, "If it weren't for this princess's good luck today, it would be this princess's lonely soul that is here now!"

Originally, because of Ye Ning's sake, she had given Ye Ling a lighter punishment.

Now Song Yan has intervened and wants her to pretend that nothing happened. How could such a beautiful thing happen in this world?!

"Ling'er is my savior. How about I consider this as a favor to my brother?"

Song Yan still had a smile on his face, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

Song Qinghuan was furious, "So what if I don't give it to you?!"

Since she was a child, she has been the most beloved little princess by her father, the emperor, and her mother, the queen.

The other party was just a small business woman. When had she ever suffered such injustice? !

The two sides were in a stalemate when the eunuch's shrill voice was heard.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

Song Qinghuan glared at Ye Ling angrily and sat back in his seat.

She won't let this matter go like this!

Seeing Song Mu appear with the Queen and Crown Prince Song Qi, everyone stood up to greet them.

As per the rules, Song Mu commended the soldiers who had made contributions in this battle.

Qin Ke was conferred the title of Duke Protector of the Country, and Qin Zheng was also conferred the title of First-Rank General of Cavalry, both of whom enjoyed great glory.

"Where is Ye Ning?"

Sui Ning was slightly surprised when she heard Song Mu call out her name.

Her military rank had long been promoted to captain by Marshal Qin, so logically she should have had nothing to do with it.

Besides, her military rank was just a small one, and she didn't think the emperor would remember her.

Sui Ning bowed respectfully: "Your humble servant pays respect to the Emperor!"

Seeing Sui Ning's thin body, Song Mu's eyes flashed with surprise.

But he quickly recovered and said with a smile, "You are indeed a handsome man. I heard that you are very skilled in martial arts. Even the General of the Cavalry is no match for you."

"It's just my good luck, just a fluke."

Sui Ning's modesty made Song Mu feel more favorable towards her.

"The Duke of Protectorate has already written to me to show your achievements. You took precautions to save the villagers, and you also teamed up with Qin Zheng to capture Tuoba Yu. Your contributions are truly great."

Sui Ning explained calmly, "As a soldier of Daxia, it is my duty to defend my country."

Song Qinghuan, who was sitting below Song Mu, could no longer sit still and immediately said, "Father, you must thank Captain Ye on my behalf. She is my savior!"

"Oh?" Song Mu was a little surprised.

Wasn’t his daughter quite dissatisfied with Ye Ning a few days ago because of Qin Zheng?

Now what...

"Ye Ning is a martial arts expert with outstanding talents. Now you have saved my princess. The position of a lieutenant is really unfair to you. I will appoint you as the deputy general of the army."

Thanks for the year.

After the awarding ceremony, the emperor drank heartily with his ministers.

At the climax of the banquet, the military generals drank and chatted happily, and the civil officials naturally began to compose poetry for fun. Afterwards, even many ladies in the boudoir showed off their talents.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost ready, Song Qinghuan immediately said, "I have heard that Miss Ye Ling is very talented. I wonder if you could improvise a poem to liven up the atmosphere for everyone?"

Ye Ling has been attending various banquets over the years. Everyone says that she has a great talent for poetry and can recite all kinds of poems and songs with ease.

With the reputation accumulated over the past few years, Ye Ling has become the recognized number one talented woman in the capital!

But only Sui Ning knew that all of Ye Ling's poems were plagiarized.

In the era in which Ye Ling lived, the literary world was flourishing, and many talented people gathered together, and countless literary masters emerged.

Any article there can cause a huge uproar here.

The girl of luck in this dimension is really shameful for naming other people's things and using them for her own purposes.

As expected, Ye Ling slowly stood up and said, "Princess, I cannot refuse your kindness. I will present my humble service."

"Fine grape wine in a luminous cup...How many men have ever returned from battles in history?"

When this poem came out, everyone in the room was shocked.

The military generals were deeply moved after listening to the poem, and the civil officials were still feeling the lingering charm of the poem.

Even Song Mu was amazed by this poem.

For a moment, everyone in the room was amazed.

"Miss Ye is indeed the most talented woman in the capital!"

"The last line of this poem is the finishing touch. It pretends to be a word of heavy drinking, but it is full of sadness. It vividly depicts the spirit of the soldiers who go to the battlefield and face death with indifference!"

"Excellent! Excellent!"

Listening to the endless praises around her, Ye Ling smiled and felt very contented.

She obviously enjoyed it very much.

But at this moment.

Jiang Wan, the daughter of Grand Tutor Jiang, stood up and said gracefully, "Miss Ye's poem was truly amazing."

"But I have a question in my mind, I wonder if Miss Ye can answer it for me."

As we all know, Jiang Wan was talented and loved poetry and literature, and was a famous talented woman in the capital.

Ye Ling nodded and said, "Miss Jiang, you don't have to be polite. As long as I know something, I will tell you everything I know."

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Wan took out a collection of poems in public.

"This is a collection of poems I bought today at a bookstore in the capital. The shop owner said it was newly published. But was it published by Miss Ye?"

Ye Ling was confused by the question and instinctively shook her head and said, "I haven't published any poetry collection."

Jiang Wan continued, "May I ask the title of the poem Miss Ye just wrote? Was it a new poem she wrote today?"

"This poem is called Liangzhou Ci, and it was indeed composed impromptu today."

Jiang Wan chuckled and said, "That's strange. I've had the pleasure of reading all the poems Miss Ye has written before."

"Not only is it all recorded in this poetry collection, but even the 'Liangzhou Ci' that Miss Ye just improvised is also recorded here."

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.