Well, Cheng Xiaoxiao could now be sure that the Su Guifei sitting in front of her hadn't been switched, it was still the same familiar formula, still the same familiar person.

At that time, Su Guifei was how sheepishly with a knife will be Zhao Guifei forced to desperate, Zhao nipple initiative to come out to admit guilt, she is simply fresh in her memory.

In the future, we must tell Zhu Rong to pay attention to some, harming people's hearts can not have, preventing people's hearts can not do nothing, especially to prevent Su Guifei this high level of palace fighting connoisseur.

Looking at Zhu Rong, who was half unable to say anything, Cheng Xiaoxiao silently made up her mind in her mind.

Zhu Rong was not saying that she could not speak to Noble Consort Su, it was just that she could not open her mouth now that the situation was in her favor.

Just as well, let's show her what these women are really up to.

Zhu Rong coldly swept a glance at Cheng Xiaoxiao, who was smiling like a flower at her, and silently regarded this smile as a provocation.

So much so that after Cheng Xiaoxiao and Zhu Rong resolved their misunderstandings, she had to cry out that she was wronged every time.

Heaven and earth she was showing goodwill to Zhu Rong, how could it be seen as a provocative smile.

How could Cheng Xiao Xiao be that mean?

She fell back on her habit of ignoring what she had done, and automatically omitted the part where she, as a palace maid, had mouthed off to the harem concubines.

If it wasn't for Noble Consort Su protecting her shortcomings, I'm afraid that this time Cheng Xiaoxiao would have to be as she said, completely finished.

In fact, Noble Consort Su wasn't protecting Cheng Xiaoxiao, she just couldn't ask Zhu Rong to hit her in the face.

Cheng Xiaoxiao is also a member of Chu Hongyi's palace, when is it Zhu Rong's turn to tell her what to do?

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention that she, Su Noble Consort, has not yet lost the favor of Chu Hongzhen.

As long as she one day in the position of this concubine, forgive her Zhu Rong how to jump, are just a clown.

What do you have to fear from a clown?

According to her position in Chu Hongzhen's mind for so many years, as well as Chu Hongyi's position, is she still no match for a Hu woman who has only been in the palace for a few months?

Besides, why not get a good image of being kind and protective in front of everyone this time?

That's why there was the saying that Noble Consort Su 'came to her rescue'.

This will be Su Guifei completely does not show any bit of mind in her heart, she generously maintains a tranquil smile on her face, and faintly said to Xu Liangyuan who has been standing for a while:

"Since Hyun-jae-jae's poem has been written, I'll trouble Sister Xu to read it to everyone."

Xu Liangyuan didn't dare to read the poem privately on her own in front of the Empress and Su Guifei, so she would be curious to the point of scratching her heart about what Zhu Rong had written.

Thus, as soon as Noble Consort Su's words fell, she impatiently shook the paper in her hand and read it as if offering a treasure:

"Plum snow competition spring is not willing to descend, taoist pavilion pen fee assessment chapter. Plum must be inferior to the snow ...... three points white, snow but lose a section of plum fragrance."

Xu Liangyuan's voice had been quite loud, and she looked very energetic.

However, as she finished reading the first sentence, the voice of the latter sentence gradually weakened, and the last sentence was as thin as a mosquito's voice.

Zhu Rong's eyes, which were originally written with a cold color, incredulously glanced at Cheng Xiaoxiao behind Noble Consort Su.

Zhu Rong's own poetry writing was bad, but she could hear a good or bad thing.

Cheng Xiaoxiao's poem was obviously better than the one she had written herself, but why did she want to help herself?

Before Zhu Rong's eyes had time to retract, Cheng Xiaoxiao had already returned a bright smile at her without stinting, and even more mischievously blinked her big, wry eyes.

Surprise, surprise, surprise?

First of all, we must thank Master Lu Meipo for his kind sponsorship of "Snowy Plums - One of its kind". If there is a chance, Cheng Xiaoxia will definitely read other poems of poet Lu in the future, which is also a kind of expression of gratitude and admiration for him.

That's right, this poem is none other than Snowy Plum by Lu Meipo, a poet of the Song Dynasty, from which Cheng Xiaoxiao borrowed.

It's just that people in this dynasty don't know anything about the Tang and Song Dynasties, or she would probably have been discovered long ago.

You know that this poem was a popular and well-loved poem before she came across.

The latter sentence, in particular, is simply a great line that has been passed down through the ages.

Far from it, Cheng Xiaoxiao quickly extracted herself from the emotions she was immersed in being impressed by the verse and once again looked at the group of concubines who were still shouting.

Looking at this group of women who wouldn't stop until they reached the Yellow River, she silently felt sad for them in her heart.

Just wait and tremble, you foolish and ignorant humans.

The corner of Cheng Xiaoxiao's mouth hooked up an imperceptible smile, holding back her laughter was actually very hard, if it wasn't to emphasize the mysterious nature of her spies, she would have definitely exposed her sand sculpture nature a long time ago.

Because Xu Liangyuan's voice at the back was really low and inaudible, a number of people only heard a generalization and failed to understand the entire poem.

After all, not all of them have the deep inner strength that Zhu Rong has, and the normal concubines are nothing more than ordinary women.

"Please trouble Xu Liangyuan to recite it again, we really didn't hear it clearly just now."

"That's just it."

Xu Liangyuan, however, stood there with the manuscript of the poem, completely unresponsive.

"Empress Mother, but is this poem of Gyun Ja Yu's too bland?"

Beauty Wang finally opened her mouth trembling under the urging of a few others:

"Why else would Xu Liangyuan have lost her voice, I'm afraid she didn't feel ashamed and refused to help read on?"

This latter sentence Wang Meiren saw that the Empress and Su Guifei did not block and unhappy meaning, also simply let go and said out.

The Empress signaled Wang Meiren to take the poem manuscript in Xu Liangyuan's hands, and after receiving the paper, she passed it over to Su Guifei, who was seated at her side, with a slight smile:

"It's better for my sister to see it. Sister knows that my poetry and songs are far less advanced than yours, and I don't think I can taste a good or bad one."

Noble Consort Su also smiled modestly at the Empress, but did not hesitate to accept the piece of paper:

"Sister is too modest, in the past, it was sister who was obliged."

Su Guifei turned her face towards Zhu Rong in front of her and the concubines who had formed a circle, smiling imploringly:

"Then this palace will respectfully enjoy Hyun-jae-yu's verses for everyone."

When she finished speaking, she spread out the wrinkled paper in her hand and looked at Zhu Rong, who had a taut face, with a smile on her face.

Cheng Xiaoxia was behind Noble Consort Su, so naturally she could not see Noble Consort Su's expression, but she could hear Noble Consort Su's dejectedness at this moment from her pleasant voice just now.

You can have all the fun you want. I'll see how long you can keep this up.

Without disappointing Cheng Xiaoxiao, the smile on Noble Consort Su's face was a little off from the moment she formally moved her eyes to the paper in her hands.

Everyone was waiting for Noble Consort Su's comment, so that the first time they could make a mockery of Zhu Rong.

But Noble Consort Su hadn't said anything, and not only that, the upward curvature of the corners of her mouth had gradually disappeared.

As her silence grew longer, the other concubines saw more clearly the surprised look in Noble Consort Su's eyes.

Did Gyun-jae-yu write so poorly that she pissed off Princess Su?

Or was the handwriting so bad that Princess Su couldn't recognize it?

Everyone was speculating, yet they all felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the way things were going.

The expression on Princess Su's face was obviously not correct with their guesses, but if it wasn't what they thought it was, what would be the situation?

All the people were waiting anxiously, and no one dared to speak out to urge Noble Consort Su, so one or two of them looked at the Empress's side with bated breath.

Empress in Su Guifei side also waited for some impatience, originally she is polite, did not expect Su Guifei weekdays to take the power as a habit, but really did not have with her modest a few words.

Even if that was the case it didn't matter, but what was the matter with Princess Su not moving for half a day.

White left them all hanging on the sidelines, so embarrassed not to mention having to make wild guesses in their hearts.

The Empress handed the crowd a look of calmness, cleared her own throat, and reminded Su Guifei in a soft voice:

"Can your sister see what's really going on? Or would you like to tell the sisters something first?"

Princess Su's body moved slightly when she heard this, and she paused for a short while before she found her own voice that belonged to her:

"Sister might as well see for herself."

After saying that Su Guifei also no more words, and handed back the poem in her hand to the Empress, her voice was even with a hint of displeasure.

Noble Consort Su was originally disdainful, otherwise she wouldn't have let Xu Liangyuan get a glimpse of it first.

The things made by the district hu women are hardly elegant, and she can't lower herself to comment on them.

It wasn't until she listened to Xu Liangyuan's recitation that she gradually got a slightly bad feeling, and by the time the Empress first asked her to come and see the poem that she hadn't heard the whole thing from, this feeling in her heart became even stronger.

It was just a bearded girl, a courtesan by birth, only that face was slightly visible, how could it compare to her?

However, what Princess Su never expected was that Zhu Rong was not only a florist in their eyes, but also had some real talent.

Even she didn't have that kind of talent in the poem alone that she had only just finished reading.

Fortunately, this will be the attention of all the people in the paper that was sent to send, so did not throw too much attention to Su Guifei, Su Guifei also has a buffer time, enough to swallow the complex emotions in her heart.

The others were unsure, but Cheng Xiaoxia knew.

She still resented Princess Su's overly bland response, did she mean that it was because her poem wasn't good enough?

"This, this ...... how is this possible?"

The Empress's voice drew Cheng Xiaoxiao, who was the only one whose attention was on Noble Consort Su, over as well.

The Empress stared exaggeratedly, not reacting in the slightest to the fact that she was being disrespectful in this way.

Her exclamation of surprise even pulled everyone's curiosity to its peak, and everyone was eager to rush up and snatch the piece of paper for a quick glance.

Obviously just a wrinkled paper, but the waste paper looks like every concubine's appetite on the scene.

Zhu Rong is even more in the heart to produce a strong doubt, is not these people deliberately give her a set?

They conspired to set up a trap, that's why Cheng Xiaoxiao had that play just now.

How come these concubines look even more surprised than her now, do they not know what Cheng Xiaoxiao has written at all?

But you shouldn't write a good poem like that even if you're underhanded, right?

Hiding the fluctuations in her eyes, Zhu Rong followed the crowd and looked at the Empress.

All right, all right, almost there.

You guys hurry up, I'm a little embarrassed.

As for Cheng Xiaoxiao behind Noble Consort Su, she felt that Noble Consort Su's reaction earlier was too bland, and now the Empress's reaction seemed to be too exaggerated.

Moreover, they had been showing off for so long that Cheng Xiaoxia, the originator, was a bit unable to look at them.

The Empress paused for a moment to calm herself before finally speaking slowly:

"Don't talk nonsense, Hyun-jae-yu did an excellent job with this poem, you all come over and taste it."