Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

The outside of the box on the third floor became noisy. From the sound of the argument, it can be heard that Bai Yifei and the other three are conducting a final test. The content of the test is to draw poems. Each of them goes forward to take a scroll. Those The paintings are all imitations of famous paintings. They are copied, and the three book cases have already been prepared for them. The pen, ink, and paper have been prepared. Luo Qingrou shuttled among people, and soon found the position of Lin Ling. Low He spoke a few words in Lin Yan's ear, and then returned to the box lightly.

"Prince's hands and feet are so fast." Leng Yetong looked at Luo Qingrou with admiration, and praised him without hesitation.

"The lord of the county has won the prize, because someone taught me that time is life. One second can kill or be killed. Without complete preparation, it can only be slaughtered by anyone." Luo Qingrou sat down, faint Speaking, when she said that, her eyes were flashing with subtle sadness.

"Oh, that's the case." Leng Yetong's eyes were a little hot. To hide her unusualness, she picked up a tea cup and drank a tea from her side. She still remembers what she said.

The time of this competition was one hour. Everyone had enough time to appreciate the paintings and write poems for them. One hour said that the length is not long and the short is not short. In the whisper of the crowd, the three passed. Individuals gave their works to the uncle who was responsible for displaying the works. Without exception, everyone's poems won praises, among which Bai Yifei received the most applause.

Just when Xiaoyi was about to announce who was the winner of this poem appreciation conference, a man in a commoner's clothing was in a hurry, rushing up regardless of everyone's obstacles, pulling Bai Yifei and rushing down, saying, "Quick Come back with me, your mother's illness is no longer possible. "Bai Yifei listened to what competitions and contests there were nowhere, the champion was lost, and even the resignation was saved. He left the scene of the poetry conference and gave up. Championship evaluation.

"It's a pity that I gave up, otherwise I look at the champion and it must be him." After Bai Yifei left, some people began to regret and shook their heads.

"This Bai Yifei is a filial son. He automatically gave up this opportunity to fly Huang Tengda. Now there are not many such filial sons." Some people praised Bai Yifei's filial piety, and finally in the discussion, the winner of the poem competition On Yue Yue, he was met by King Yan and will be reused. Yue Yue and others are polite, and the unsuccessful speech is not as frustrated as he thought. At least this time he had a sum A generous bonus as a reward.

"My King now appreciates you a bit." Baili Liumo looked at Luo Qingrou, who was drinking water, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly, "I didn't find that before, you still have such a brain."

"In your eyes, I'm the kind of bewitching Prince Edward, using tricks to win the title of Princess Concubine, I will only be coquettish behind the Prince, pretending to be a weak woman, I ca n’t stand on the table, I always know this. You are just because the Prince married I'm useless, so I'm hostile to me everywhere. "Luo Qingrou raised his eyes and took a glance at Baili Liumo, fiddled with his nails, and said casually," It's really my honor to get the approval of Wang Ye. . "

"That being said, I should also feel honored to be able to win the favor of Wang Ye. This at least shows that I still have some use value. Hehe." Leng Yetong talked about Luo Qingrou's topic with a smile, don't have deep meaning in his eyes. I looked at the Baili Momo on the side, rolled my eyes, and laughed, "I'm so glad that my brain hasn't really broken, otherwise, maybe our wise and princely grandfather threw it at me this time. Come to the lake, pretending that I stumbled into the water. Hehe. "