Time Travel: Did My Sister-in-Law Get Slapped in the Face Today?

The restaurant was packed with onlookers. Those who could come to Zuiyuelou were all wealthy and powerful people in the capital, and they were all talking about it.

"Gu Changfeng is quite famous in the capital, known as the number one martial artist, the strongest below the first-rate level. How could he have been defeated by a maid from the General's Mansion?"

"A strong general has no weak soldiers. With Lin Ruoxue's guidance, she has achieved such strength, which is truly remarkable!"

"It's a pity for Qin Xiong; he's become a laughingstock today!"

Many people spoke up.

Li Lan listened to the discussions around her and was quite satisfied.

This is what he wants!

He wasn't afraid of Gu Changfeng, but he also didn't want to reveal his martial arts skills.

Therefore, he had Yue Ran take action and secretly help her. In this way, others would only focus their attention on Yue Ran and not on Li Lan.

Li Lan still doesn't know who the mastermind behind this is, so he must keep his strengths hidden and leave himself some trump cards!

"That Qin Xiong is really something, he doesn't even care about the old man anymore..."

Li Lan shook her head, but smiled and walked over to help Gu Changfeng, who was lying on the ground and unable to get up, to his feet. She whispered almost imperceptibly in his ear:

"I can cure the poison you've been afflicted with. Come see me when you have the chance."

When Gu Changfeng was competing in strength, he suddenly vomited blood. Others couldn't tell, but Li Lan discovered that his blood was... poisonous.

It was the same poison as the one Li Lan had been poisoned with before, only not as severe, so it wasn't as obvious.

Li Lan immediately guessed that the reason Gu Changfeng came here and tried to kill Li Lan was probably because he had been poisoned and coerced.

This also means that he should know who poisoned him.

The person who orchestrated this in secret can find clues through Gu Changfeng...

As expected, Gu Changfeng's expression changed immediately upon hearing this. He glanced at Li Lan with some surprise, but quickly concealed it, remaining silent and taking a few steps back.

"Your palm strike is already the best below the first-rate level; I, Gu, have lost!"

After saying that, he turned to Li Lan and said, "Young Master Li Lan, I've remembered your words. I won't bother you again—"

He turned and went downstairs.

This episode has finally come to an end.

Li Lan turned around, looked at Liu Ziwen and the others, and smiled, "Is there anyone else among you who wants to drive me away?"

Liu Ziwen's expression was not very good.

As the Crown Prince's confidant, he aimed to win over various parties on the Crown Prince's behalf. The General's Mansion was certainly a target, and Qin Wu of the Secret Service was also an object, but after today's incident, it would be impossible in the future!

Left with no other option, he could only sigh and say, "Please sit down."

Qin Wu has no chance; he can't afford to lose the General's Mansion.

"Bring me Qingyun Brew!"

Lin Ruoshi picked up the Qingyun brewing jug, filled Li Lan's cup, and said, "Brother-in-law, have a drink!"

Qin Xiong, also a playboy in the capital, had often clashed with Lin Ruoshi in the past. However, Lin Ruoshi was always at a disadvantage because of his poor martial arts skills. Today, however, he had finally gotten his revenge and became even closer to and more impressed with Li Lan.

Li Lan picked up her wine glass, took a sip, and smiled slightly.

Behind him, however, Yue Ran's beautiful eyes were filled with endless doubts, curiosity, and confusion... But it was not the right time to ask questions; she could only wait.

"Young Master Xu has arrived!"

At that moment, a loud shout came from the second floor.

As the music began, a young man in blue robes slowly walked up, accompanied by a group of young scholars. Two maids in white robes greeted them and led them to the front row of tables closest to the central stage.

"Miss Yuzhen, what's going on? Didn't you say that no one should sit in the front row?!"

Upon witnessing this scene, a young man next to Liu Ziwen couldn't help but loudly question him.

The young man, named Lu Jun, was also the son of a court official. He and Liu Ziwen were known as the Four Talents of the Capital. Naturally, he was arrogant and proud, and his face showed anger at this moment.

They arrived earliest, and when they made the reservation, Zuiyuelou clearly stated that the front row was not for anyone. Now, however, they led that young master Xu there, which was practically a blatant attempt to undermine them.

The maid in white, Yu Zhen, looked over with a smile and said, "Young Master Xu is not human, but a god. Young Master Lu, haven't you heard of the title 'Little Poetry God'?"

Li Lan also looked over and immediately realized the identity of the young man in blue.

Xu Ruyu.

Three years ago, he became famous in Kyoto for his amazing talent, especially in poetry, where he produced a series of excellent works. He was praised by the great scholars and literati in Kyoto and was hailed as a little poetry god!

Yuzhen continued, "If Young Master Lu is not convinced, he is welcome to compose a poem for us to hear. If he is indeed talented, he may also enter the front row to watch my young lady's dance!"

Li Lan understood why the front row was so popular; soon, the most beautiful courtesan of Zuiyue Pavilion, Xueyue Fairy, would be dancing!

At the same time, since Fairy Snow Moon invited Little Poetry God, the topic she will set tonight will probably be related to poetry.

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun was speechless.

Even Liu Ziwen sighed.

They are among the best of the younger generation in Kyoto in terms of martial arts skills, but who knows poetry and literature?

"This is outrageous! Do you really think we're illiterate? I'll take your place!"

At this moment, Lin Ruoshi suddenly spoke!

Liu Ziwen and the others all had their eyes on him.

Miss Yuzhen smiled and said, "I have heard of Young Master Shi's reputation for talent, so there's no need for that..."

Lin Ruoshi frequented brothels; who didn't know he was a good-for-nothing?

The others also laughed.

Lin Ruoshi, however, didn't care at all, shaking his head and saying, "Last year on the Lantern Festival, the flower market was as bright as day..."

He read it out word by word, and by the second sentence, the mocking and disdainful looks in the room had all changed!

This poem expresses the depth of emotion, the pain of parting, and the fleeting, elusive feeling of time passing by. Even a group of martial artists could feel it upon hearing it!

Before Miss Yuzhen could react, the little poetry prodigy Xu Ruyu had already raised his eyes, given Lin Ruoshi a deep look, and suddenly laughed, "Indeed, it is a fine poem, the most wonderful work I have heard since I came to the capital!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was somewhat surprised.

"What? Lin Ruoshi is that strong?"

"Damn, everyone here is a spoiled brat, so why is he the only one with talent?"

"Even the little poet genius praises it so highly... it must be excellent!"

In an instant, everyone on the second floor was buzzing with discussion!

"This poem is truly beautiful: 'The moon hangs above the willow tips, a rendezvous is made after dusk,' and 'The person from last year is nowhere to be found, tears wet my spring robe sleeves'... Yuzhen, please invite Young Master Lin to the front seat."

A clear and gentle voice suddenly rang out. The voice was like celestial mist or gentle waves. As soon as it appeared, people subconsciously tilted their ears to listen. Just the voice was enough to conjure up the image of an unparalleled fairy in their minds.

Clearly, the speaker was the protagonist of tonight—the Snow Moon Fairy!

Yuzhen then realized what was happening and hurriedly stepped forward: "Young Master Lin, Yuzhen has been blind! Please take your seat!"

Liu Ziwen, Lu Jun, and the others were all astonished, their expressions complex.

"Brother Ruoshi...you are truly talented!"

"If Brother Shi remains silent, then his moment of brilliance will surely astound!"

Lin Ruoshi, on the other hand, was extremely proud. He waved his hand and said, "It's just a humble poem, a piece of cake, nothing to brag about!"

"Come, brothers, follow me to our seats and watch the dance!"

Li Lan, standing nearby: "..."

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