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"Is that His Highness the Crown Prince? His Highness the Crown Prince has come too."

"As expected of Miss Xiao, her charm is irresistible not only to the poet, but even His Highness the Crown Prince is willing to come to Xiaoxiang Pavilion again for her."

"The clouds yearn for her garments, the flowers for her face." A woman described in such a way by the poet Li Bai must be no ordinary person. It is only natural that such a woman could not possibly exist in the mortal world. It is just a pity that we have no chance to see her.

An You finally sat down in the private room on the second floor. At first, no one noticed him, but when they saw him appear, they were stunned and exclaimed in surprise.

Chu Xuan also bowed slightly to An Youzhong.

"Chu Xuan of Wuming Mountain greets Your Highness. It's just a small, insignificant title, not worth mentioning."

"These are not empty titles, Chu Xuan. I have high hopes for you."

An You finally took out a folding fan, smiled faintly, and then narrowed his eyes slightly.

"That poem you just wrote was indeed excellent. Even I, the young master, was moved. However, I have a slight regret that I was not present on the hundredth day since you wrote the poem. I still feel uneasy about it. Now that we have met by chance, I would like to see your true skills with my own eyes. I wonder if Young Master Chu would be willing to give it a try?"

"Your Highness, Young Master Chu drank heavily last night and only recently woke up. I'm afraid he's still a bit weak..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ziqi's expression changed. Forgetting all about rules and regulations, she immediately stepped forward and spoke.

An Youzhong did this simply to make things difficult for Chu Xuan.

Before Chu Xuan appeared, it was absolutely unbelievable that someone could write more than a hundred poems in one night; no one in the world could possibly do it.

Even for Chu Xuan himself, Xiao Ziqi felt that it was probably just a coincidence when his thoughts flowed freely and he felt something in his heart.

A miracle is a miracle precisely because it is unrepeatable.

"Xiao Cairen."

An You didn't wait for her to finish speaking before interrupting her with a single glance. Although a smile still lingered on her lips, a sharp glint flashed in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ziqi paused, gritted her teeth, and decided to speak up to stop him.

Xiao Ziqi was already incredibly grateful that Chu Xuan had come for her today. If she had suffered any losses because of An Youzhong's suppression and harassment, she would feel guilty towards him.

But Chu Xuan chuckled and asked.

“Composing poetry is not difficult, but Your Highness, this is, after all, the Qin-Xiang River, not a place for literary gatherings. Even if I could speak, it would be inappropriate for me to overshadow others in their territory. If word gets out, it would damage Your Highness’s reputation. Why don’t you choose a method, and I will respond?”

After Chu Xuan's indifferent remark, An You finally looked at him, his gaze hardening slightly before vanishing in an instant. He then nodded and smiled.

Although he was somewhat displeased with Chu Xuan's bossy behavior, he quickly reconsidered. Given Chu Xuan's current reputation, it was only a matter of time before he came to the court's attention. If he were to antagonize him further today, it might indeed have some negative consequences. Therefore, he simply agreed.

"Very well, I know your poetic talent is unparalleled, but it is said that poetry and prose are inseparable. I just don't know how you, the great talent Chu, are at writing prose. Since you said you were at Xiaoxiang Pavilion, then write an article on the topic of Miss Xiao. That shouldn't be too much to ask, should it?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ziqi, who had just felt a little relieved because An You was finally persuaded by Chu Xuan, immediately felt her heart jump up again.

Poetry and prose are inseparable? Bullshit!

Throughout history, those who write excellent prose are not necessarily good at poetry, and vice versa.

Moreover, none of the people present, or even Chu Xuan's three wives who were not there, had ever heard of Chu Xuan writing articles.

Naturally, I don't know his skill level.

If it's poorly written, it might cause some damage to Chu Xuan if it gets out later.

Although everyone knows he is a poetic genius, it doesn't matter if he's not very good at writing, but he still has a flaw. And as with any flaw, it will naturally be magnified infinitely. From then on, he will no longer be the immortal being regarded as a god.

He immediately gave Chu Xuan an anxious look and shook his head inwardly.

Chu Xuan clearly saw Xiao Ziqi's gaze, but he pretended not to notice.

The people around were extremely excited.

"Really? The Poet Immortal is going to compose a poem?"

"How could this be false? His Highness the Crown Prince has spoken, so Young Master Chu should at least give him some face. If he refutes him, what will His Highness think of him?"

"But the Poet Immortal's poetry has already reached its pinnacle, and he can compose timeless masterpieces with a mere utterance. Can he write articles in the same way? How old is the Poet Immortal now? Can someone really achieve such mastery in both articles and poetry at such a young age?"

"That's true. If he were to write poetry well, that would be fine. But there are so many people out there who want to bring him down from his pedestal. If he doesn't write well, those people will have a chance to speak up."

These people didn't try to hide their words, and Chu Xuan heard them clearly.

An Youzhong's words had put him in a very difficult position. The condition sounded reasonable, and the emotions of everyone present had been stirred up by the prince.

Giving up at this point will only invite ridicule and a reputation for desertion, which is no different from not writing well at all.

It must be said that An Youzhong, after all, came from a prince's mansion. Perhaps he had not studied it diligently, but his ability to manipulate people's hearts seemed to be something he was born with, having been exposed to it from a young age. Knowing that he might not be able to control Chu Xuan, he mobilized everyone present with just a few words.

The saying "three men can make a tiger" is something every scholar worries about.

But no matter how well he planned, he ultimately failed to foresee one thing.

If it were an ordinary person, they would most likely have failed here, but Chu Xuan is different; he's cheating.

You're trying to reason with a cheater? His very existence is the biggest contradiction of all!

Chu Xuan sneered and nodded in agreement.

"Very well, since it is the young master who has spoken, if I refuse, I am afraid I will be seen as disrespecting His Highness."

With that, he went up on stage and walked to Xiao Ziqi's side in full view of everyone.

"Young Master Chu, you..."

This was the first time Xiao Ziqi had been so close to a man. She felt the warmth of Chu Xuan's body and the pure floral fragrance that occasionally wafted out, and her cheeks became even redder.

Chu Xuan smiled and nodded at her.

"Miss Xiao, I wonder if I have the honor of hearing you play a piece?"

"I'm getting this close so I can observe more carefully; I hope you don't mind."

If it were anyone else, Xiao Ziqi would probably have already summoned the guards of Xiaoxiang Pavilion to take him away.

Neither Xiao Ziqi, nor the madam of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, nor even An Youzhong made any move at this moment, watching helplessly as Chu Xuan found a chair and sat down next to Xiao Ziqi.

"it is good."

Xiao Ziqi responded crisply, took the pipa, and her eyes were alluring.

"Young Master Chu, listen carefully."