The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 87 Sister Nineteen, write me a poem (4)

Zhu Xulin was just watching the fun, Xie Shiba was helping to check the situation, and as for Song Lanyi...

This time she was just studying with the prince to make a difference.

This time it was not the Koi boy's turn to explain the rules, Ao Huanhuan had already spoken.

Her voice was as clear as an oriole's cry, "The third level, don't stick to the format, just make a poem that touches me."

This requirement seems simple, but it is too broad.

Especially since Song Lanyi is also a woman, she naturally knows how troublesome this kind of request is.

It's just that Song Lanyi can understand, but these young men don't.

Therefore, when the first person finished reading the poem confidently, Song Lanyi couldn't help but frown.

I saw the man in the t-shirt taking a step forward, waving the folding fan in his hand, as if he was thinking for a moment, and then he had a clear idea in his mind, "My clothes are filled with red tears of regret. I can't live without love and infatuation. There is no place in the world to miss lovesickness."

"If the flowers bloom again, they are not the old trees. If the clouds can stay for a while, they will be mourned. It will not be a source of entertainment, but a sorrow."

As soon as this poem came out, everyone present nodded and applauded.

The general idea of ​​this poem can be seen as the poet laments that he is a love-mad person and cannot bear the pain of lovesickness. He only hopes that he will never be a sentimental and delicate person in the next life.

There is so much love in it, and it is clearly telling the seventh princess behind the screen that my heart is full of tenderness, and my bones are filled with lovesickness.

The man read the entire poem, waving his folding fan gently, as if he was sure of victory.

Song Lanyi can guarantee that he must be thinking in his heart at this moment... he can't win over you?

But...this really can't defeat Ao Huanhuan.

Ao Huanhuan snorted coldly, "You're just a person who talks and flirts. Before today, you and I have never known each other, let alone have the same feelings and longing for each other! You are not missing me, you are clearly missing me."

My treasure, I just miss the position of the princess of the East China Sea’s consort!”

For a moment, the man's cheeks were covered with red clouds, and he was speechless. How could he still look cool and unrestrained just now?

After holding it in for a while, he said dejectedly, "Princess, even if you know, don't go into such detail? Almost all of the people attending the banquet are the same as me... How do you choose?"

Hearing this, Ao Huanhuan, who had been treating him coldly just now, burst into laughter.

There was a faint smile in her tone, "That's right. What are you doing with those fake things? I just like to hear the truth, the honest truth. You are actually more interesting than before."

interesting?

How is this interesting?

There is clearly something going on!

The man was also thick-skinned, so he immediately hit the snake with a stick, licked his face and came to the screen, "I'm so interesting, princess, do you really not think about it?"

Song Lanyi felt that he simply had no eyes to see.

She turned her head slightly, not wanting to see this eye-catching scene.

But the Crab next to him would actually get it wrong.

He leaned over with a big face and whispered, "Sister, you don't have to worry. We in the Sea Clan are full of good boys. When you grow up, we will find the Seventh Sister and the Sixth Brother to give you the same one."

"When I grow up?" Song Lanyi didn't care about anything else, but when she heard this, she couldn't help but mutter, "I'm not young."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she spoke, she saw Crab Shiba coughing in embarrassment.

As if she realized something, she suddenly lowered her head and stared at her breasts, where she could see her toes.

Song Lanyi suddenly became furious and rewarded Crab Shiba with a chestnut.

She once cursed once in a while, "You know nothing! You look good in clothes like this!"

Zhu Xulin came over humbly, pretending to be suspicious, "Is it true?"

Song Lanyi calmed down her anger and changed her face.

She smiled without showing her teeth, looked pleasant, and said softly, "I'll give you a chance to take back this sentence."

Zhu Xulin compared the strength gap between himself and Song Lanyi, and found that if he really angered this guy, even if he had a saint's cultural treasure in his hand, he might not be able to get a good deal.

He coughed a few times and shrank back again.

On the other side, before Ao Huanhuan could send away the shameless human scholar, another voice sounded, "Vulgar! Vulgar person, the love you expressed has no intention at all."

The shameless scholar's eyes widened angrily, "What about you?"

The other sea tribe member who spoke puffed up his chest and said, "I'm going to go up!"

He stood still, pretending to think, and then said, "Princess, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice!"

silence.

The scene suddenly seemed to fall into freezing silence.

After a long time, the figure behind the screen put his right hand on his forehead and said helplessly, "Fork him out."

The sea tribe was stunned for a moment, and then was stabbed out by the shrimp soldiers and crabs on the side.

While stretching out, he still looked innocent, "Princess? Princess! Didn't you say you just like me telling the truth like this? Why are you ignoring me? Princess?! You speak!"

Ao Huanhuan...Ao Huanhuan didn't want to say anything.

It's not that she has high vision, it's that this would-be prince-in-law comes this time...it's all too weird.

When the sea tribe completely left, everyone was still a little dazed.

Next, everyone also figured out Ao Huanhuan's preferences.

She likes sincerity and poetry, and has a natural yearning for the romance of poetry and calligraphy.

It is not difficult to be poetic. After all, everyone present, except for a few weirdos, all have poetry in their hearts.

But the key...the difficulty lies in sincerity.

Before today, no one had ever seen the seventh princess of the East China Sea Dragon Clan.

The Sea Clan may be better off, but what about the Human Clan and the Monster Clan?

It can be said that they looked at the seventh princess with a black eye.

No color, no name, no love as a medium, then what is left?

It's naked profit.

Ao Huanhuan sometimes feels ironic.

Her sisters were just envious and jealous of her having the right to choose her own husband.

But they never thought that the husband they chose under such circumstances would be any better.

They may be young, they may be talented, they may be knowledgeable, but the most important sincerity... is missing.

Ao Huanhuan leaned on the sofa, holding her chin, looking at the people in the water mirror, and suddenly felt a sense of boredom.

She turned her eyes and suddenly saw Song Lanyi, who had been extremely low-key since Lian Qingcheng left.

As a woman, Song Lanyi is still young, but thinking about it... she should be able to understand her, right?

Ao Huanhuan felt curious and couldn't help but say, "Sister Nineteen, do you have any poems?"

She was also afraid that because of her words, Song Lanyi would be put on the fire, so she added a special sentence, "Just write the poem on paper and show it to me. We sisters don't have to be restrained."

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Nineteenth sister?

Not only the Sea Clan, but also the Demon Clan and the Human Clan looked strangely in their eyes.

What happened to Song Lanyi?

Why do you keep getting involved with people wherever you go?

(End of chapter)