Immortal Emperor, You Dare To Steal My Bride? I Will Dig Out Your Supreme Bone

Xu Fengqiu walked into the main hall of the imperial palace.

This hall is no longer what it was in the past.

There are many tables arranged neatly.

There are pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the table.

It looks like a place where students study that has been enlarged dozens of times, full of bookish atmosphere.

A dragon chair is in the center of the front of the hall.

There are several tables on each side.

Naturally, Her Majesty the Empress must sit on the dragon throne.

A few tables beside me should be sitting the important guests of this poetry meeting.

Some famous poems hang on the walls.

There were probably two to three hundred people in the main hall.

The talented men wore long robes and folded fans.

Talented women are all ladies.

There was a seat in front, surrounded by many figures.

"What a poem, what a poem. It is indeed Miss Lin's work. It is so beautiful!"

"After all, she is Miss Lin. She is the head of the four talented women and a disciple of His Majesty the Empress. My father is reading Miss Lin's poems. At the last poetry meeting, the poet saint wanted to accept Miss Lin as his disciple, but Miss Lin Having already joined the empress's sect a long time ago, Senior Poet Saint also secretly expressed his regret. "

"Miss Lin is really the fairy in countless people's dreams. Today I am finally lucky enough to meet her."

"..."

Xu Fengqiu walked in and attracted almost everyone's attention.

But no one knew them.

I just feel extraordinary.

After Xu Fengqiu came in, he didn't see anyone he knew.

Most of the people here are talented men and women, and the most powerful ones are from the Martial Artist family.

He is completely different from Xu Fengqiu.

After Xu Fengqiu came in, his eyes also noticed a figure surrounded.

She was dressed simply, wearing a white fairy skirt and veil covering her face.

The hair is neatly tied up.

A wooden hairpin that seemed to have been carved by one's own hands was threaded through her hair.

She sat there, showing off everyone's style in every move she made.

"Ding... The Girl of Luck has been detected."

[Daughter of Luck]: Lin Qingzhu

[Destiny Value]: 6900190 (Daughter of Sixth Level Luck)

[Age]:26

[Bloodline]: Human Race

[Physique]: Celestial Immortal Bodhicitta

[Realm]: First level of Heavenly Dao Realm

[Combat Power Rating]:80

[Introduction]: Those who possess Celestial Immortal Bodhicitta are the purest beings in the world. They are not contaminated by a trace of filth. They are extremely talented and may become the youngest beings to enter the Tao through poetry.

"Ding... Congratulations on triggering the mission [Lin Qingzhu's Heart]. When Lin Qingzhu's favorability to the host reaches 20, 40, 60, or 80, you can get rewards. If you reach 80, you can get Lin Qingzhu's exclusive reward."

"Lin Qingzhu?" Xu Fengqiu raised an eyebrow.

A very famous contemporary fairy.

Ranked in the top ten of the fairy list.

If we say, iceberg is the object that men want to conquer most.

So Lin Qingzhu is someone that any man would want to take home as his legal wife.

Unrivaled in elegance, beautiful in the country, well-educated, gentle and virtuous.

He is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially loves poetry and is extremely talented.

She is two or three years younger than Xu Fengqiu, and the poems she writes are read by some top people who love poetry and poetry.

It was also praised by the poet sage.

The poet left a sentence four years ago.

Lin Qingzhu and Gu Changsheng were the only two people he believed to be possible to succeed him and enter Taoism through poetry.

Xu Fengqiu sat not far away and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Miss Lin, I have a poem below that I would like Miss Lin to comment on."

Lin Qingzhu put down the brush elegantly, and lightly opened her red lips: "Young Master Shen is so humble. How can Qingzhu be qualified to comment? You can appreciate some of Mr. Shen's masterpieces."

Then Lin Qingzhu took the poem and read it carefully several times.

"Young Master Shen is a great talent, and the artistic conception of this poem is extremely beautiful."

"Oh, Miss Lin is overly praised. I wonder if Miss Lin has any suggestions?"

Lin Qingzhu stood up and gave a slight salute: "Qingzhu, I take the liberty of thinking that it would be better if the word Guan Qingqiu was changed to Lock Qingqiu?"

There was admiration all around.

Hearing this, Mr. Shen's eyes lit up: "Okay! Okay! Just changing one word makes this poem more beautiful. Thank you Miss Lin."

"Qingzhu takes the liberty." Lin Qingzhu bowed slightly.

Some people around Xu Fengqiu couldn't help but sigh:

"Miss Lin is so outstanding, so graceful and elegant, she and Gu Changsheng are truly a match made in heaven. They have similar temperaments and both have extraordinary status."

"Where have all the seniors in the poetry club gone? Why am I the only one waiting for the younger generation?"

"Seniors from major forces who love poetry, such as the Grand Elder of Ninth Layer Tiantianji Pavilion, Elder Wei of Ninth Layer Celestial Immortal, Senior Poet Saint, etc., they should go to reminisce with Her Majesty the Empress first. After all, the poetry meeting has not started yet. ”

"..."

Gu Changsheng walked in and caught sight of the surrounded figure.

Lin Qingzhu, the woman he admired most.

He, Gu Changsheng, loved her so much that she was pure, excellent, well-educated and a lady.

"Young Master Gu!"

"I've met Young Master Gu."

"I am so lucky to meet Young Master Gu in this life. I have just read Young Master Gu's works and I am astonished."

"..."

Gu Changsheng smiled and said: "You guys are ridiculous. Those who can come to the poetry meeting are all extremely talented people. We are all the same."

Ji Bochang said: "Young Master Gu is too humble. Although everyone comes to participate in the poetry meeting, there are still differences in talent. After all, we have never been praised by the poet saint, the empress."

Li Sheng also echoed: "Yes, Young Master Gu and Miss Lin are already beyond our reach."

It's hard for Gu Changsheng to say it if he pretends to be a comparison, but he is still very happy when someone else explains it to him.

"Hahaha, you guys are serious."

He quietly glanced at Xu Fengqiu, who was sitting not far away enjoying tea.

Afterwards, Gu Changsheng walked towards Lin Qingzhu.

"Miss Lin."

Lin Qingzhu stood up and bowed slightly: "Mr. Gu."

"Hahaha, I haven't seen you for a long time, but these days, I can still often read Miss Lin's works, and I have benefited a lot."

Lin Qingzhu: "Young Master Gu, you are too polite."

Gu Changsheng was about to say something when some figures walked in from the end of the hall.

Everyone immediately focused their attention.

Xu Fengqiu also looked at it.

The first person to come out was a noble woman with a veil covering her face and wearing a low-key blue fairy dress.

Empress of the Shengyao Empire.

Today is the poetry meeting, and Empress Sheng Yao also keeps everything simple.

But it is still difficult to conceal his stunning appearance.

That noble temperament made everyone dare not look up.

Even Gu Changsheng is not particularly brave.

Not to mention some ordinary talented men and women here.

Behind Empress Sheng Yao, dozens of immortal and elegant old men walked out together.

Ninth Layer Tiantianji Pavilion Great Elder Zhuge Chen.

The great elder of the Ninth Layer Celestial Immortal sect, Wei Yannian.

Huang Jingshan, a master of mainland poetry.

Poetry masters, Cao Qiaoren and others.

"See Her Majesty the Empress."

"I've met senior Zhuge Chen."

"I've met Senior Wei."

"I've met Mr. Huang and Mr. Cao."

"..."

Everyone saluted.

Empress Shengyao sat down and nodded slightly: "You are welcome, today is a poetry meeting, and tonight you will meet friends through literature and show off your talents. Except for the so-called etiquette, other identities will not be discussed."

After saying that, Empress Shengyao glanced at Xu Fengqiu with her plain clear eyes.

"yes!"

"Hahaha! I wonder how many surprises all the talented men and women can give me tonight!" Wei Yannian said with a smile while stroking his beard.

Gu Changsheng stood up and said: "Juniors dare not, I just hope that I can learn a little bit from the seniors and that will be enough."

Wei Yannian smiled and looked at Gu Changsheng: "Gu Changsheng, Gu Xiaoyou, I am looking forward to you."

"Thank you, Senior Wei."

Empress Shengyao glanced at everyone, her red lips parted slightly: "It seems that Your Excellency Shi Sheng drank too much again."

Zhuge Chen sat down and smiled: "This poetry meeting has just begun with a stick of incense. There is no rush. You can chat at your leisure."

Everyone chatted in a quiet voice and moved lightly.

At this moment, Gu Changsheng winked at Ji Bochang.

Ji Bochang understood.

Although he was a little scared, he had already thought about it.

"Young Master Xu Fengqiu! I have a poem below that I would like you to comment on."

His voice was louder on purpose.

As soon as these words came out, the entire audience, including Zhuge Chen and other powerful people on the stage, were stunned.

Xu Fengqiu?