Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

Everyone bowed to Lu Zhiqiu with gratitude.

Lu Zhiqiu waved his hand and walked out of Meiyuezhai with Xu Xianxian.

Everyone paused for a while before suddenly remembering a question: they seemed to have not yet been able to ask the mysterious girl about her true identity.

On the contrary, Mr. Zheshan smiled faintly and said:

"With this kind of talent, she would definitely be one of the best at the Central Plains Poetry Festival. All we have to do is wait for the poetry festival, and the champion will most likely be this girl."

Everyone nodded, thinking that this made sense.

……

Out of Meiyuezhai.

Xu Xianxian was holding Lu Zhiqiu's hand and suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

Lu Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment and asked.

Xu Xianxian shook his head, then stared into Lu Zhiqiu's eyes and said seriously:

"I want to apologize to you."

"I shouldn't have urged you to write a poem. The subject of this poem is too sensitive. I'm afraid it will affect you in the future."

Lu Zhiqiu said nonchalantly:

"Meiyuezhai's words are innocent. This is the rule set by Wu Taifu Xu Meiyue. The Meiyue sect will not sit idly by and watch the rules being broken."

Xu Xianxian was a little anxious:

"The Meiyue Sect is not omnipotent. Some forces can destroy the Meiyue Sect in an instant."

"Just like the Northern Wolf King Court mentioned in your poem."

Lu Zhiqiu touched her head and said softly:

"Isn't it that you still have me to protect me?"

Xu Xianxian asked again:

"What if one day I'm gone?"

Lu Zhiqiu pursed his lips and thought for a long time before he smiled and said:

"Then I will go and find you, even if it takes five to ten years... thousands of miles... until I can bring you back to my side."

She suddenly leaned closer and put her forehead against Xu Xianxian's.

You can hear each other's breathing.

Lu Zhiqiu could see Xu Xianxian's eyelashes trembling, her slightly drunk face, and her nose bridge, which was white and smooth like silk in the moonlight.

And the lips under the nose that are as fragrant as liquor.

Lu Zhiqiu kissed her gently.

Xu Xianxian did not refuse.

under the moonlight.

Two lonely shadows snuggled together.

Clumsy and sweet.

It was not until two faint dog barks were heard nearby that the two people hurriedly separated.

Looking at each other's red faces, they both smiled.

"I...my face is red because it's too cold and I'm frozen red."

Xu Xianxian turned her head to look aside and said in a whisper.

Lu Zhiqiu hummed twice and chuckled:

"Then do you need my warmth? Just like you warmed me in the morning."

When Xu Xianxian thought of what happened in the morning, a blush immediately appeared on her cheeks, which were even redder than the candied haws she bought in the morning.

She rolled her eyes, shook off Lu Zhiqiu's hand in annoyance, and walked away on her own.

Lu Zhiqiu chuckled and chased after the dog and took the lead again.

Then throw it away.

Pull it up again.

Until the end, the two little hands were tightly clasped together, and no matter how strong the wind and snow were, they could not be blown apart.

The Blue Clouds Open the Way to Your Presence: Chapter 48: New Year's Eve Climbing the Tower, Poetry Competition First Question

Half a month passed by in a flash.

Finally, it’s New Year’s Eve.

Walk out of the mansion.

Lu Zhiqiu could see children in thick cotton coats making snowmen and setting off firecrackers on the street.

Although his little hands were frozen red, he still enjoyed it.

suddenly.

One of the children didn't pay attention and the firecracker went in the wrong direction, heading straight towards Lu Zhiqiu.

But before he could get three feet in front of Lu Zhiqiu, he was shaken away by the invisible true energy.

Firecrackers exploded in the air.

Xu Xianxian stepped forward to protect Lu Zhiqiu, carefully checking that he was not injured, then turned back and asked:

"You little guys, have you finished your homework? Why are you playing with firecrackers outside?"

Seeing this fierce older sister, the children swallowed unconsciously, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded carefully.

Lu Zhiqiu quickly stopped Xu Xianxian who was about to continue to be aggressive, then looked at the group of children and said softly:

"You must remember to set off firecrackers when no one is around."

"Otherwise, some fierce big sisters will come and eat you. These big sisters love to eat children the most."

The children nodded vigorously to indicate that they had memorized it.

Then he looked at Xu Xianxian again, as if he was afraid that the fierce sister would eat him, so he quickly hid back in the yard and closed the door.

Xu Xianxian's head was full of black lines:

"How dare you slander me like that? How can I be a vicious sister who loves to eat children?"

Lu Zhiqiu smiled:

"Really? Then who was it that kept pestering me last night, sucking and biting me for most of the night?"

Xu Xianxian blushed all of a sudden.

She glared at Lu Zhiqiu, then pinched his waist hard.

"Let's go! Look, the streets are lit up with lanterns. The poetry reading is about to begin. You still have the time to talk about this?"

Lu Zhiqiu felt pain, curled his lips, and didn't say anything else.

In fact, she was very tired every night in the past half month, but she also felt quite comfortable.

The princess tastes really good.

soon.

The two of them came to the tallest and largest restaurant in the capital - Yujing Tower.

The Yujing Tower has nine floors and is sixty-six zhang high.

Looking out from the ninth floor, you can see the entire capital city, from the east to the west.

And the Central Plains Poetry Festival was held on New Year's Eve.

It is at the highest level.

The two arrived in front of Yujing Tower.

The fat butler Zhang had been waiting for a long time. He immediately led the two of them around and came to a jade table on the ninth floor.

This place may seem inconspicuous, but it is a good place to observe the other 499 jade tables on this floor.

It was obviously a carefully selected private room.

On the jade table, fruits, cakes and tea were arranged to form the Chinese character "年", which was quite thoughtful.

After Butler Zhang led the two people in, he disappeared.

Only Lu Zhiqiu and Xu Xianxian were left, sitting here, eating fruit and observing the talented men and women who arrived in batches.

Xu Xianxian yawned and said:

"These people don't look like champions. I think you're the best poet tonight."

Lu Zhiqiu took a bite of the orange and laughed:

"You haven't already chosen me as the top poet, have you?"

Xu Xianxian quickly waved his hands, coughed twice and said:

"How is that possible? Do you think I'm a princess of a dynasty who can make clouds and rain with a wave of my hand?"

"My family is just an ordinary merchant family. We don't have that much power."

Lu Zhiqiu nodded and said:

"That's good. If you were a princess of the dynasty, I'd be really worried that I wouldn't be able to reach you."

"After all, I have no martial arts skills and no family background. I'm just a poor scholar teaching. If I can work hard and marry an ordinary lady, I'll be thankful."

Xu Xianxian blushed and quickly stuffed an orange slice into Lu Zhiqiu's mouth, saying viciously:

"Eat your meal, stop talking nonsense, and save your energy for the game later."

Gradually.

A slanting moon rises outside the window.

Halfway through the Xu hour.

The five hundred jade tables were finally occupied, with a total of one thousand one hundred and twenty-seven people sitting there.

Among them, there are only 365 real contestants.

The rest were high-ranking officials, celebrities, or staff and judges who came to watch.

For example, Xu Xianxian, the identity stated in the invitation letter, is that he is from a celebrity family. After all, he is a famous merchant family in the capital.

of course.

The remaining eight floors of Yujing Tower were not vacant either.

Accommodates second-rate audiences.

Every time the winner is decided, someone will promptly pass the news downstairs so that everyone can follow the progress of the poetry reading.

There are a total of 10,000 people on the nine floors.

This is a real grand event for tens of thousands of people!