Chapter 113 Glib and slippery tongue 4 Your Highness
Chapter 113 Glib and slippery tongue 4 Your Highness
Chapter 113: His Highness, the Glib and Smooth Tongue
Feng Yun almost wrote the word stunning on her face.
Although he has recognized Huo Yulian.
But the sudden appearance of such a well-dressed Huo Yulian still brought a very big surprise.
And...Feng Yun observed that all the male compatriots present showed amazing looks, which greatly satisfied his vanity.
After all, Huo Yulian had already fallen in love with him earlier.
I'm afraid this time, it's also for him, right?
Thinking of this, Feng Yun became even more proud, and raised her eyebrows at Huo Yulian.
Unexpectedly, Huo Yulian ignored him and lowered her eyes, pretending not to see.
Feng Yun was almost impatient, but she held back considering that it would be difficult to explode under the watchful eyes of everyone, but her face was quite ugly.
Feng Xiao had a panoramic view of Feng Yun's appearance, although he couldn't understand what he meant, but they were brothers after all, and he knew his brother very well.
He must have been moved by the beauty in front of him, right?
After all, astringency is Fengyun's biggest problem.
As soon as Feng Xiao rolled her eyes, a bad idea popped up, and she deliberately said: "This sister, I seem to have seen it somewhere!"
Princess Lin'an asked curiously: "Oh? Have you seen her?"
Huo Yulian also had question marks on her face, she shook her head slightly, and said, "I've never seen Your Highness before!"
Feng Xiao saw Feng Yun's ugly face out of the corner of her eye, smiled mischievously on purpose, and said: "Although I have never met, but I look friendly, as if I have been friends with each other for a long time. It can be seen that it is also fate... Let's treat it as a reunion of old friends, wouldn't it be Wonderful?"
Ye Suixin couldn't hold back, and spouted the tea in his mouth with a smirk.
This Fengxiao is also a wonderful thing.
Why does this word sound so familiar?
Didn't he also see the Red Chamber?
It shouldn't be... In this era, there is no Duke Cao, and there is no Red Mansion, right?
Her actions attracted Feng Xiao's sideways glance.
Ye Suixin hurriedly lowered his head, calmly wiped the water stains on the table, pretending nothing happened.
Anyway, things like gaffes are harmless.
And now everyone's attention is on Huo Yulian, and thanks to Feng Xiao, she can still observe her inconspicuous position.
This person is indeed very scheming.
No wonder he became the biggest winner in his previous life and successfully climbed to the top.
Feng Yun was annoyed by Feng Xiao's few words, and said with a sneer, "When did the fourth child learn to be so glib?"
Feng Xiao smiled at him, and said: "Didn't you all learn this from Second Brother!"
"You..." Feng Yun was already impatient.
"Okay, you two, don't bicker as soon as you meet." Princess Lin'an stopped their quarrel in time to prevent them from being ashamed.
Huo Yulian raised her head and smiled shyly.
Princess Lin'an said to her, "Come and sit down."
Huo Yulian said softly: "Thank you princess."
After finishing speaking, she sat down at the location designated by Princess Lin'an.
As soon as Huo Yulian took her seat, basically everyone who was supposed to come came.
Ye Suixin cheered up too, she had to give Huo Yulian a little surprise later.
But why didn't Princess Lin'an announce the beginning of the poetry meeting?
Feng Yun couldn't help asking: "Auntie, are there any distinguished guests yet?"
Lin'an nodded and said, "Well, wait a little longer."
After a while, someone came over and whispered something in Princess Lin'an's ear, and Princess Lin'an nodded slightly.
Then Princess Lin'an asked her maid to announce the program and theme of the poetry meeting.
In fact, the poetry competition is just a process. Only a few truly talented people will compose poems on the spot.
The main purpose is to create a false name and add a little luster to one's resume, and the ultimate goal is to go on a blind date.
If you have a good eye with someone's son and prince here, it doesn't matter whether the poems and songs are good or not.
(End of this chapter)
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