Shocking! Five men are in love with the same woman!

But she was still smiling and sipping a pastry, and she even gestured to Prince Rui across from her to try some as well.

Upon receiving the signal, Prince Rui picked up the same piece of pastry, tasted it, and nodded with a smile.

Upon seeing this, He Jingchuan also picked up the same pastry and put it in his mouth to taste.

Everyone almost burst out laughing.

It seems they completely ignored her!

Don't care at all.

They even gave us a good dose of PDA.

The sixth princess gritted her teeth in anger, her face turning ashen. Looking at the way people around her were staring at her, she felt utterly humiliated.

The Fifth Princess's complexion wasn't much better.

But the ones with the worst expressions and the most jealous hearts were undoubtedly the noble ladies who admired Xiao Muyao.

Zhou Xian and Yang Yujiao were the worst offenders.

Yang Yujiao was Xiao Muyao's cousin.

She had admired Xiao Muyao since she was a child and always thought that she could marry him when she grew up, so she always liked to get close to him.

Unfortunately, even though she was his own cousin, his attitude was always lukewarm and distant, and she had no chance to get into his heart.

She had assumed her cousin was just like that, but she never expected him to be so unique towards this woman.

Seeing the way he looked at the person opposite him, her eyes burned with jealousy.

So she got up and walked to the center of the hall, smiling and saying, "Today is my grandfather's sixtieth birthday. I want to do my best to show my filial piety and wish my grandfather a happy birthday. Therefore, I have written a poem to present to my grandfather."

Upon hearing this, the Marquis of Chengde laughed so hard his eyes disappeared, saying, "Excellent! Truly a fine granddaughter of my grandfather!"

Yang Yujiao was extremely smug. She glanced at Xiao Muyao and realized that his eyes were not on her at all, which made her even angrier.

He could only suppress his anger and recite: "May the birthday banquet be filled with joy today, and may your elders enjoy endless happiness and longevity."

May you live as long as the pine and crane, enjoying the springtime scenery; may your life be as enduring as the immortals in your seaside dwelling.

A house filled with gold and jade, a splendid and beautiful scene; children and grandchildren surrounding the knees, a joyful reunion.

May you enjoy both happiness and longevity, and spend each year in peace and good fortune.

After she finished reading, she smiled and looked at Marquis Chengen, waiting for praise.

As expected, Marquis Chengen did not disappoint her. He clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "Excellent! What a fine poem! Jiao'er is exceptionally talented; she is truly a woman of exceptional talent in this era!"

Many people below felt that this was a bit too exaggerated.

Well, this poem isn't particularly good or bad; it's just average, above average.

This is how they came to praise her as a woman of exceptional talent.

It's hard to comment.

But there will always be some people who lie through their teeth, praising the poem to the skies in order to curry favor.

The praise made Yang Yujiao very proud and elated, and she looked at Ling Yan with a defiant gaze.

The expressions of the seventh, eighth, and ninth princesses were also indescribable.

They've certainly seen the world today.

this…………

They didn't understand, but they were deeply shocked!

Ling Yan remained calm, mainly because she had seen too many of these kinds of scenes, and most of the time she herself was the one being praised and flattered.

Just by looking into Yang's eyes, she instantly understood the crux of the matter.

It seems this is Xiao Muyao's unfortunate romantic encounter!

If nothing unexpected happens, something bad is about to happen to her.

Sure enough, at that moment, Yang, the cousin, looked at Lingyan with a kind smile and said, "Today is my grandfather's birthday banquet. As his granddaughter, I have already presented him with a poem. As his granddaughter-in-law, Princess Rui should also contribute a poem to add to the festivities."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Xian could barely contain her laughter.

The Fifth and Sixth Princesses were also gloating, watching the show with amusement.

Yang Yujiao smiled even more broadly, as if she had already foreseen the embarrassing situation that was about to befall her.

She didn't believe that someone who couldn't even get enough to eat every day, who could only wear patched clothes, and who didn't even have a tael of silver a year could write poetry.

He probably hasn't read many books; all he has to offer is his face.

The guests naturally expected that Princess Rui would embarrass herself.

Some people are indifferent, some are deeply worried, and some are even hoping she will be embarrassed.

Xiao Muyao and He Jingchuan were not worried about this at all.

They felt that she didn't seem like an uneducated person; on the contrary, they felt that their own knowledge might not be as good as hers.

That's the feeling she gave them, and they didn't know why.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Ling Yan, wanting to see how she would react.

But Ling Yan remained calm and composed, smiling gently as she said, "Okay!"

Before anyone could even be surprised by her composure.

She murmured softly, "Laughing, I count the years of male and female, the plum blossoms herald the coming spring. The poetic talent of the island remains unchanged, and the immortal Su Shi's words are renewed as he keeps vigil on New Year's Eve. I will hold a birthday banquet with Tusu wine and present my poems to relatives and friends. The east wind will bring joy to tomorrow, and why not let the hoopoe be worn by the old man?"

hiss!

What a poem!

But to everyone's surprise, there were still some.

She continued, "Lanterns like snow illuminate the pavilions, a clear song and a cup of wine. Unannounced guests come from a thousand miles away, while affectionate flowers bloom side by side. Tonight, we talk only of the wind and moon, while in our cold eyes, the Central Plains have seen countless calamities! I wish to hold a birthday banquet by the plum blossoms on the ridge, so that every year, spring will come again."

Everyone was horrified!

But it's not over yet.

She continued, "A toast is raised to celebrate the reign of Emperor Chongzhen, and all officials must first offer their respects. The birthday banquet begins with a snow-covered feast, and after the heavenly flower dance, palace flowers follow."

It's another amazing poem.

Everyone was numb by this point.

I thought it was over, but to my surprise, there was still more to come.

Her voice resounded in everyone's ears: "White hair and rosy cheeks, yet leaning on a cane, sixty years old yet still a young colt. Yi Kui is granted the joy of Yu, and a flock of phoenixes gather at the imperial parasol tree. Wine flags flutter in the sky, stars ripple, and lanterns coil on the ground, the moon hangs alone. Huayang has a grand banquet for ascending to immortality, but can there be a gathering like this long feast?"

This poem is wonderful!

They were beyond words to describe the awe they felt from one beautiful poem after another.

They felt this was definitely not over yet.

As expected, she continued: "At dawn, a birthday banquet is held at the gate, with fragrant silks wafting through the air. Red and green hues are delicate and alluring in the breeze. Embroidered screens are adorned with gold and jade, and brocade curtains are decorated with jade hibiscus."

"Jeweled shoes vie for the thousand-year-old wine, grapes overflow in golden goblets. Such blessings and longevity are rare indeed. Let us capture this family celebration in a painting."

After she finished speaking, she remained silent for a long time before everyone realized that she had finally finished.

God!

It's finally finished.

If they keep singing one song after another, they really can't take it anymore!

Is such a grand scale something they could actually witness with their own eyes?

But Ling Yan remained calm and composed, looking at Yang Yujiao with a smile and saying, "How is it, Miss Yang? Are you satisfied?"

Yang Yujiao's face already showed fear.

What kind of devil is she?

How could someone possess such talent?

Compared to her, it's like comparing heaven and earth, there's no comparison at all.

She was utterly ashamed. Recalling the flattery and praise she had received, she felt incredibly mocked and filled with shame and indignation.

The worst part is that she herself became complacent and self-satisfied.

I felt even more ashamed to face people.

She was unable to answer her, and could only lower her head as much as possible, her body trembling slightly.