After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 61 Is it yours?

Fu Chenyun sent someone to invite Lin Anyan, and Song Wanwan was uneasy. She raised her eyes and looked at Dongxia beside her, who received her look and walked out quietly.

Song Jiuxi glanced at Fang Long behind him, and Fang Long nodded and followed silently.

After Dong Xia went out, Song Wanwan felt relieved. She was still as gentle as water, and her expression didn't change even when questioned in public.

Therefore, in the eyes of those who admired Song Wanwan, Song Wanwan's calm, self-possessed and unafraid demeanor endeared them to her even more.

"Miss Song Er, you don't have to worry, we all believe in you."

"I have read Miss Song Er's poems before. Miss Song Er is different from some ignorant people. Miss Song Er has real talent and learning, and she does not bother to plagiarize other people's poems."

A poetry review meeting is held every month on the second floor of Deyun Restaurant, which is why so many students and celebrities gather here.

Song Wanwan appeared here today just to further improve his reputation.

Now she was given a marriage to Lin Anyan, which made her angry and resentful. But she sent people to kill Lin Anyan but they returned without success. What made her even more angry was that she asked Fang Long to kill Song Jiuxi. Fang Long

People actually disappeared.

Song Wanwan only felt that things were not going well for her recently, and it seemed that everyone was against her.

And she couldn't wait any longer. If she wanted to become the crown princess, she couldn't marry Lin Anyan.

That's why she wanted to show off her talents at today's poetry review meeting, letting everyone know her talent as Song Wanwan, and making the prince admire her with admiration.

And she knew that the prince was in the teahouse opposite today.

When her poems are hung in the highest position of Deyun Tower, everyone who passes by can see them, including the prince.

When the time comes, her image in the heart of the prince will be that of a person with both talent and beauty. Only such a woman can be the crown prince.

Song Wanwan thought very well, but she had been too busy recently to write a decent poem, so she found an excuse to ask Lin Yixian to write a poem that Lin Anyan had recently written.

She knew that the poems Lin Anyan usually wrote would be placed directly on the desk, and Lin Anyan didn't care about these poems at all, and he wouldn't even notice that one was missing.

Unexpectedly, when she was receiving praise from everyone, someone actually raised questions. What made her even more angry was that Song Jiuxi was also present, and Song Jiuxi just wanted to see her make a fool of herself.

But it doesn't matter. She has asked Dongxia to stop Lin Anyan. If he can't be stopped, he will be killed.

Killer intent appeared in Song Wanwan's eyes. She lowered her head and pretended to drink tea to avoid being seen by others.

She thought that when Lin Anyan failed to come, Song Jiuxi would kowtow to her and apologize. Thinking of this, Song Wanwan became happy.

Yongjia was waiting to watch the excitement. She called for a large table of food, and then said to Shen Changshu who was sitting in the corner of the second floor: "Master Shen, come up, I will treat you to a drink." After Shen Changshu raised his head and saw Yongjia, he stood up and behaved himself.

He bowed and said "I don't agree with the etiquette" and then sat down in his seat.

Yongjia tilted his head and asked Song Jiuxi: "What does he mean? I don't even appreciate this princess's face?"

Song Jiuxi looked at her doubtfully: "That's a man. Are you inviting a man to dinner?"

"That's what I said originally, but he didn't give me the favor!" Originally she just said it casually. If Shen Changshu really came up and sat next to her, she probably wouldn't be happy. But now Shen Changshu refuted her face,

She stopped doing it.

Yongjia rushed to the two guards behind him and ordered: "You two go and capture him for this princess."

The two men took the order and quickly rushed downstairs to Shen Changshu's side, grabbing an arm and lifting him up.

When everyone saw Princess Yongjia acting like this, they only dared to lower their heads and mutter but did not dare to stop her. Princess Yongjia was well-known for her domineering behavior, and there was Song Jiuxi beside her.

These two people are both reckless and savage. Scholars like them don't want to face off against two women who have no knowledge and only use violence.

Shen Changshu was dragged to the private room on the third floor by the guards, and then pressed on a chair.

When Shen Changshu was about to get up, a guard pushed him down again. His clothes and hair were messed up by the action just now. He lowered his head and straightened his clothes, then raised his hands and said, "Your Highness, this is not in line with etiquette."

"This princess invites you to drink and you say you are not in harmony with etiquette? What kind of etiquette is this?!"

Shen Changshu still stood up, bent down slightly and said: "Her Royal Highness the Princess has a distinguished status, I cannot sit at the same table with the Princess, and the "Dayan Etiquette" said..."

Shen Changshu poured out a long list of rude etiquette, but he still had a serious look on his face and quoted scriptures endlessly.

Yongjia looked at him in shock with wide eyes. The domineering Princess Yongjia was shocked to the point of being speechless for the first time. After a long while, she said: "It's over, why did the emperor's uncle recruit such a nerd as the courtier."

Song Jiuxi didn't expect that this year's Tanhualang would be such a nerd, which was really amazing.

But she saw Princess Yongjia's shocked and depressed expression, and then said: "Master Shen, this is not a court, nor is it a palace banquet. There is no need to care about etiquette like this."

Shen Changshu said with a straight face: "Etiquette cannot be discarded."

Song Jiuxi: "..."

Princess Yongjia waved her hands and said angrily: "Ignore him, we will eat it ourselves."

Shen Changshu really stood aside, standing neatly, his head slightly lowered, looking respectful and docile.

They hadn't eaten for long when the discussion downstairs became louder.

"Coming, coming, people are coming!" Song Jiuxi and Yongjia turned their heads and looked downstairs. They saw many people gathered at the entrance of Yunlou, and the leader was Lin Anyan.

The people following him were all people who heard what happened here and came over to join in the fun. Among them were His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Chang Shenhui. When Princess Yongjia saw Chang Shenhui, she said: "Bad luck, how can it be everywhere?" he."

Lin Anyan came all the way without knowing what was going on. The person who came to invite him only said that his poem had been plagiarized and hung up in Deyun Tower, and asked him to come and identify it.

Song Wanwan's face changed drastically when she saw Lin Anyan coming in, and she even turned pale when she saw His Highness the Crown Prince.

She looked behind Lin Anyan, but did not see the shadow of Dong Xia. Song Wanwan's body stiffened, and her fingertips pinched the palm of her hand to bleed.

Lin Yixian noticed her abnormality and asked doubtfully: "Sister Wanwan, what's wrong with you?"

Song Wanwan suddenly raised her head and saw that Lin Anyan had already looked at the poem hanging on the roof of Deyun Tower. Her pupils shrank, panic spread in her heart, and she hurriedly walked towards Lin Anyan.

She couldn't let Lin Anyan say it, otherwise she would be finished today!

"Brother An Yan..."

"Mr. Lin." Song Jiuxi looked down at Lin Anyan with cold eyebrows. Among the bustling and vulgar people in the restaurant, she was the only one with a frosty temperament.

Lin Anyan suddenly lost his mind and looked at Song Jiuxi blankly, so much so that he even heard Song Wanwan calling him.

"Song, Miss Song..."

Song Jiuxi raised her lips and asked, "Mr. Lin, take a closer look. Was the poem hanging above written by you?"

(End of chapter)