Empress, please have some self-respect. I am not your husband.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Lu Feng coughed violently, almost choking on the mouthful of wine.

Turning his head to look at Chu Hongyan, he really wanted to say one thing: Are you sick?

The others were even more stunned by those words.

Chu Hongyan and her best friend want men?

Qin Xinyi was stunned. She had never imagined that Chu Hongyan would make such a request. For a moment, she couldn't react: "Sister Hongyan, what... what did you say? You want me to give him to you?"

Chu Hongyan nodded seriously: "Yes."

"Sister Hongyan, are you out of your mind? How could he possibly be worthy of you!" Qin Xinyi said bluntly.

Unexpectedly, Chu Hongyan's tone turned indifferent: "That's not something you should be considering. Just tell me whether you'll give in or not..."

How could he possibly be worthy of me?

I'm still wondering how I can be good enough for him!

Qin Xinyi was confused and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Xu Zilong was a little nervous. Could it be that his goddess had taken a liking to Lu Feng? Otherwise, why wouldn't she agree to marry him?

"Ahem, let's drink instead."

Lu Feng suddenly spoke up to smooth things over, then glared at Chu Hongyan, telling her not to dwell on the matter anymore.

This made Chu Hongyan feel resentful.

He began to wonder to himself, "Could it be that he really has taken a liking to Xinyi?"

The dining table suddenly fell silent. Zhang Hanliang, whose father was the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, sensed something was wrong and chuckled as he looked at Lu Feng: "Brother Lu, why don't you tell us how you defeated Song Qingyu, the number one talent in the world? We've only heard about it, but we don't know the details."

Chu Hongyan's eyes lit up immediately. She rested her chin on her hand, her eyes full of anticipation, looking every bit like a little fangirl.

"Tell me quickly, I want to hear it too."

Lu Feng also wanted to get past the awkward atmosphere, so he cleared his throat and said, "Alright, then I'll give you a brief explanation..."

Listening to Lu Feng's words, and looking at her good sister's expression.

Qin Xinyi was somewhat surprised, because she realized that Chu Hongyan was actually serious!

In the past, when Chu Hongyan flirted with other men, her eyes always carried a hint of contempt and disdain, which she could clearly see.

But whenever Lu Feng mentioned something exciting, Chu Hongyan would clap excitedly, like an innocent and carefree young girl.

This was an expression she had never seen before.

Even when she was betrothed to that young general by the late emperor, she had never seen him show such a joyful expression.

Sister Hongyan, what exactly do you like about him?

Qin Xinyi felt like the world had become a little abnormal!

In particular, when Lu Feng mentioned the poem about the woman with colorful sleeves eagerly holding a jade cup, Chu Hongyan even shed tears.

She looked at Lu Feng, tears streaming down her face, but her voice was still joking: "Since we parted, I've recalled our meeting; how many times have my soul and dreams been with you? Tonight, I'll light the silver lamp again, still fearing that our meeting is but a dream. How beautifully written!"

Isn't this exactly how I felt when I first saw Lu Feng?

Lu Feng's right hand, which was touching his leg, twitched slightly, but he refrained from wiping away the other person's tears; it wasn't the right time yet.

"What's so good about it? Maybe he copied it from somewhere!"

Qin Xinyi couldn't take it anymore. She never expected that even her sister Hongyan could cry. You two had only met for the first time, how could you be so deeply in love!

Chu Hongyan wiped away her tears and said calmly, "Xinyi, how do you know Lu Feng plagiarized? You need evidence to say something like that."

Lu Feng was speechless; it really was copied.

Qin Xinyi was a little indignant. "Sister Hongyan, don't be fooled by him. This poem is full of true feelings and passion. How could a scoundrel who frequents brothels write it?"

Lu Feng was delighted. Yan Jidao, someone has chosen you!

"Really? Then why don't you write a poem and compare it with Lu Feng's? Xu Zilong never goes to brothels, so his poem should be better, right?"

Although she wasn't angry with Qin Xinyi, Chu Hongyan still found it somewhat grating to hear the other woman belittle Lu Feng like that.

He also glanced at Xu Zilong.

Mr. Xu, this is an opportunity for you. Hurry up and win over Xinyi, lest she have her eye on my Lu Feng!

Qin Xinyi immediately made the decision: "Great! Lu Feng will write one too! Write one right here! Let them have a competition! Xu Zilong, if you dare lose, you're dead!"

She glared at Lu Feng and said, "You wait, I will definitely expose your true colors in front of Sister Hongyan!"

Lu Feng was still watching the show when he was suddenly pulled out to compete in poetry, and he was completely dumbfounded: "Hey, wait, what does this have to do with me?"

"Write one! I've never seen you write poetry before!"

Chu Hongyan's tone was low and languid, which surprised not only Qin Xinyi, but also the four men, Xu Zilong and Zhang Hanlong.

When has this vixen Chu Hongyan ever treated a man like this?

Seeing the expectant look in the other person's eyes, Lu Feng smiled helplessly: "Alright, let's make it clear beforehand, I'll just write one poem."

"One song is enough." Chu Hongyan was overjoyed.

Seeing this, Qin Xinyi gritted her teeth and looked at Xu Zilong: "Xu Zilong, you better write well today!"

Upon hearing the goddess's command, Xu Zilong smiled slightly: "Of course, as the saying goes, a masterpiece is born of nature and a masterpiece is a matter of chance. Brother Lu, you'd better be careful."

Although Lu Feng had already created a masterpiece like Partridge Sky, he wasn't intimidated at this moment. Who else could write poems that were all so good?

Moreover, Lu Feng now looks like he was forced into this situation by Chu Hongyan.

But he's different. Over the years, he's put in countless efforts to pursue Qin Xinyi, preparing countless poems and essays.

Dude, I've come prepared with all these years of experience. Can you, Lu Feng, handle this?

Besides, my friend is a newly appointed scholar, how could he possibly lose?

It makes no sense!

Meanwhile, Qin Xinyi was already having the shopkeepers at Ningxianglou prepare writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones. Looking at Lu Feng's helpless face, she snorted, "Let's see how long you can be so arrogant!"

Lu Feng was somewhat amused and exasperated: "Are you sure you want me to write it?"

Qin Xinyi provocatively said, "You don't dare? If you're scared, then admit defeat."

Lu Feng clicked his tongue, and Chu Hongyan then spoke up: "I'll grind the ink for you!"

As soon as the writing implements were brought out, she was already quite impatient. Coming from a royal family, she naturally knew about poetry and literature.

Taking advantage of the moment while grinding ink, she approached Lu Feng and lowered her voice, saying, "I waited for you in that place for a month, but you didn't come. Now that I've met you again, does your promise still stand?"

Lu Feng felt a slight tremor in his heart; in those alluring peach blossom eyes, he saw only boundless expectation.

He was somewhat annoyed, annoyed at himself for hesitating just now. Regardless of why the woman beside him had become like this, she had been waiting for him all along.

Thinking of this, Lu Feng, who had originally only intended to make a casual impression, smiled and recalled the time he saved Chu Hongyan two years ago until their last meeting.

He was certain that if he hadn't been seriously injured and near death in that battle, he would have gone back to pick up Chu Hongyan!

I pick up my pen and begin writing!

Chu Hongyan became excited, and couldn't help but read aloud after Lu Feng finished writing the first sentence: "After the red maple leaves fall in the autumn, only withered willows remain at the long pavilion."

Lu Feng then wrote faster and faster, and Chu Hongyan spoke faster and faster as well.

This prompted Xu Zilong to stop writing and look in their direction, while Qin Xinyi walked in with a look of confusion on her face.

"Don't dream of returning to the past, remembering the tangerines you shared with me, their rich fragrance still lingering on my hands. Who can soothe my hangover with three cups of wine?"

"The mountains stretch across the horizon, their peaks seemingly reaching for the Big Dipper. People are gone; even if we were to meet again as before, I would ask, 'Is the beauty of those days still here?'"