Yandere Empress: Man, You Are Me!

The third competition begins.

Lu Changsheng smiled slightly and said, "Yanran girl, please." When

Huangfu heard this, he smiled quietly, and the blush on his pretty face dissipated slightly, but he still did not dare to look at the stunning man in front of him.

She slowly moved her touching and bright gaze away.

Then, after pondering for a while, he said: "Ten thousand trees are cold and colorless, and the south branch has unique flowers. Where the fragrance flows in the water, the shadow falls into the savage's house. "

Good poetry!

When everyone heard this, they were all taken aback, and they paid more and more attention to the girl in front of them.

Although this poem Yongmei does not say plum everywhere, there are plums everywhere, describing the style of early plums, colorless trees, and cold plums and lonely plums.

It's really very intentional and gives people a wonderful feeling.

And from this, this girl's poetry kung fu can be seen from this poem is very strong.

After Lu Changsheng heard this poem, he couldn't help but cast a praiseworthy look.

However, since it is a competition, he will not pity Xiang Xiyu and his subordinates will show mercy.

On the contrary, if he could, he would also destroy the flowers with his hands, in a three-pronged manner.

Lu Changsheng sighed and said, "Long hatred is light in the sky, and only flying to occupy Qingming. Hanmei seems to avoid spring and has not solved the selfless creation situation.

When everyone heard this, they all nodded.

Although this poem is only a small victory or two than Huangfu Yanran's, this small victory is enough to stump Huangfu Yanran.

If Huangfu Yanran didn't make Mei Shi better than this, then this third game would still be won by Lu Changsheng.

However, Huangfu Yanran is not so easily defeated.

Otherwise, it would be too disappointing for Huangfu Ran.

Huangfu fell into deep thought.

Not long after, she opened her red lips lightly and said: "Smell the plum blossom blossom wind, and the snowdrifts are all over the four mountains." Where can it become 100 billion? A tree of plum blossoms blooms.

"Gee, that's good."

When Lu Changsheng heard this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This poem is indeed much better than the one he just made.

The artistic conception of 'one tree plum blossoms and one bloom' alone can complete the poem he just wrote.

Therefore, Lu Changsheng admired this girl in his heart.

On the side of the envoys of King Zhou, they were all relieved, apparently, this poem of the girl made them see the dawn of victory.

Especially among them, Huangfu Ran can taste the benefits of this poem, so the hope of seeing it is even greater.

Therefore, they were in high spirits one by one, full of confidence in this third competition.

And this time.

Lu Changsheng pondered, thought for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "There are several plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens alone. It is not snow that comes from afar, for there is a dark incense. "

“！！！" King Zhou's team!

Me!

This poem is good!

I know that it is not snow, but for the dark incense to come, it can really be said that it is good to the extreme.

However, their faces sank.

Because if the poem is good, then aren't they going to lose?

Everyone's gaze fell on Huangfu Yanran.

Huangfu Yanran frowned at this time, and a dignified look appeared on his pretty face.

It can be seen that she is also stumped now.

"I know it's not this snow, for the dark incense to come..." Huangfu

Ran looked at his precious granddaughter, revealing an unprecedented solemn expression.

I couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh in my heart, thinking, Yan Ran was afraid that he was going to lose, but... Don't complain if you lose....

After all, this poem has definitely been perfected.

Therefore, Huangfu Yanran wanted to win, I am afraid it would be difficult.

In the end, under the gaze of everyone, Huangfu Yanran could only smile bitterly and said, "It was the people's daughter who lost."

Lu Changsheng smiled slightly and said, "Yanran girl, accept."

Huangfu blushed slightly and said, "Gongzi's poems are earth-shattering, and the people and women admire them.

Lu Changsheng smiled slightly and said: "Wherever, in my opinion, the poetic beauty of the Yanran girl is more beautiful, and I feel honored to compete with the Yanran girl on the same stage." When

Huangfu heard this, a touching shyness appeared in his bright eyes, and a feeling of sympathy arose in his heart at this time, and said: "Gongzi has won the award."

Lu Changsheng smiled slightly, and continued to discharge towards Huangfu, and the delicate girl on the opposite side was shy, her face was lowered to that plump chest.

And a young man in King Zhou's team saw this scene and was angry in his heart.

Staring at Lu Changsheng, and then at the girl he liked, he only felt that there was a monstrous anger in his heart, which kept coming out.

"On the way to the imperial capital, Ben Shizi kept offering his courtesy to the Yanran girl, but the Yanran girl never showed such a touching coquettishness to me."

"What kind of thing is this Lu Changsheng, he dares to rob a woman with His Royal Highness!"

"How can it make sense! Find death! Thinking

of this, the man immediately snorted coldly, walked out of the team, and said in a loud voice:

"Lord Lu is really such a great majesty, it is really not shameful to use the poetry of Master Ben Shizi to compare it!"

This young man, while sneering, walked out from King Zhou's envoy team.

Everyone set their sights on.

But seeing that this man, about twenty years old, has an extraordinary appearance and a strong air, although it is less than one ten-thousandth of Lu Changsheng, it is enough to be called a handsome man.

At this time, his eyes were cold and his expression was cold, staring at Lu Changsheng, with a disdainful and mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What?"

"Copy?"

"Copy your master's poems?"

As soon as this young man's words came out, not only the side of the imperial court, but also the side of the envoys of the King of Zhou, they were all frying pans with a bang.

"Your Highness Shizi, what you said is true?"

When the envoy Luo Sangun saw His Royal Highness Shizi, he would take the initiative to choose to be exposed to broad daylight at this time, and he couldn't help but secretly say something bad in his heart.

The young man in front of him was the eldest son of King Zhou.

This time, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World was secretly sent by the King of Zhou, and he had important things to do.

In the envoy team, except for him, Luo Sancang, a close confidant, and Xia Yuwei, the sect master of the Sun Moon God Sect, no one knew that he was mixed in the team.

What's more, the Great Qian Imperial Court was directly ignorant of this matter.

Originally said well, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World was not allowed to be exposed.

Unexpectedly, this highness took the initiative to walk out of the envoy team, which made this Luo Sangun panic.

However, since it has been exposed, he can no longer hide it, so he has to stand up and cooperate with His Royal Highness the Prince of the World to act.

"His Royal Highness Shizi?"

And hearing this, all the court ministers were a giggle in their hearts.

I thought, how could King Zhou's son be mixed in the team of envoys?

Why didn't the identity be announced at the beginning, but now the identity of the son of King Zhou is announced?

Moreover, the most important thing is that this kind of thing is generally done by envoys, and it is somewhat unreasonable for His Royal Highness to take the initiative to announce his identity.

Therefore, all the ministers froze in their hearts, and their faces were quite solemn.

And Luo Yicheng, who was sitting on the dragon chair, narrowed his phoenix eyes.

With cold eyes, she stared at the young man in front of her and said lightly: "You are the son of King Zhou?"

"That's right."

The young man smiled coldly and said, "His Royal Highness is none other than King Zhou's eldest son, Luo Renjie!" The

voice fell.

Luo Renjie tore off the mask on his face, and then an ordinary face appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Seeing this, Luo Sangun on the side wanted to cry to death in his heart.

I thought, how can this His Royal Highness be so arrogant and confused?

Can such a person achieve great things?

Luo Sancang's heart was full of doubts.

And King Zhou's desire to take this opportunity to experience His Royal Highness Shizi was also shattered.

This Luo Sangun sighed silently in his heart.

And Luo Yicheng, who heard this, felt cold in his heart.

Thinking solemnly, what is the purpose of King Zhou hiding this Luo Renjie Yirong?

Although he couldn't figure it out, Luo Yicheng always felt that this matter was definitely not simple.

Luo Yicheng pondered secretly, but his mouth said: "You said that Lu Tianwei copied your master's poetry, do you have evidence?" And who is your master? "