"How did the Seventh Princess know that I don't know? Then listen, the grass grows and the bells fly in February, and the willows blow on the embankment are drunk with the spring smoke. Children come back from school early, so hurry up and fly kites in the east wind." Yunting said in a leisurely manner.

Mo Qiuyi was stunned: "Impossible, how could you write poetry? You must have stolen someone else?"

"Since the Seventh Princess doesn't believe it, I'm making a few songs for you. Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the spring river is warm, and the ducks are full of wormwood and the reed buds are short. It's when the puffer fish is about to rise."

"What a wonderful thing, the artistic conception of Miss Yun's poem is really wonderful. In spring, peach blossoms bloom, all things are revived, ducks also swim in the water, as well as artemisia, reed buds, and puffer fish. It is really the scenery of spring." A civil servant praised it.

Other ministers also praised it, but they didn't expect Yunting to write poetry so well.

Mo Qiuyi looked extremely ugly and said annoyedly: "You must have cheated. You didn't even know how to recite poems just now, how could you write poems?"

"The Seventh Princess's words are wrong. Who said I can't recite poems anymore? I just disdain it. It's boring to compare with you, such a group of flirtings." Yunting replied lightly.

In a word, offend a larger group of people.

"You, who do you think is the embroidered leg?" Mo Qiuyi said angrily.kΑ

"Why should the Seventh Princess be so angry? You can also join the competition between me and Prince Fu." Yunting suggested. Read the Book of La

"Okay, I will teach you a lesson today." Mo Qiuyi gritted her teeth and said a poem about spring.

Fu Yichen narrowed his black eyes slightly and looked at Yunting. It must be this ugly woman who bumped into a dead mouse. He recited another poem.

Yunting said it casually, there were 300 Tang and Song lyrics, and she would steal if she could not write poems. What was she afraid of? At this moment, she really sighed at the wisdom of the ancients.

Then it was Mo Qiuyi again. After this, Mo Qiuyi could not say it when she recited the fourth song, and Fu Yichen was stuck when she recited the tenth song.

However, Yunting looked relaxed and opened her mouth to write a poem. Each poem was incisive and unique, and it was praised by all the ministers.

"We should pity the clogs with moss sealed in the clogs, and the small buckles will not open for a long time. The spring scenery in the garden cannot be closed, and a red apricot tree comes out of the wall." Yunting recited another poem.

"Hong Apricots are out of the way, haha, Yunting, do you really dare to say it?" Fu Yichen said contemptuously.

"I'm right. Although Hongxing describes a woman, it's not her man. If her own man is mighty and domineering, how could a woman come out of the wall?" Yunting was unconscious.

"You, you ugly woman, really don't feel ashamed." Fu Yichen's face was so angry that his face turned dark.

The others blushed even more and looked at them with contempt. Yunting was really unrestrained and dared to say it.

"The solemn and solemn scenes are late, and the red color is light. The sun is long and the birds are long, and the spring is far away, and the woods and jingshang alone are the ones." Yunting continued to carry it.

Fu Yichen's face turned dark and he almost fainted.

"Okay, if you lose, you lose. A man is a real man, and he can afford to lose and let go." The emperor couldn't stand it anymore.

He didn't expect that Yunting's poems were so powerful that she was just a hit on Fu Yichen, and Qiuyi was even less than her fur. This girl was definitely not an ordinary person.

Su Qingyou was extremely pleased and excited to see it. He didn't expect that Yunting was so talented and so good at writing poetry. Even if she was not as good as her, she immediately stopped worrying about her. She was definitely a master among the masters.

Fu Yichen was naturally dissatisfied: "This prince lost, but this prince still wants to compete with you for something else. I'll choose this time."

"Okay, I'll stay with you to the end." Yunting snorted faintly.

"That's like painting."

"good."

Mrs. Fu also wanted to know Yunting's ability. She was really as shocked as her mother, so she immediately asked someone to use it for her pen.

"Will the Seventh Princess join this time?" Yunting raised her eyebrows and looked over.

Mo Qiuyi glared at her in anger: "You are not worthy of competing with this princess to paint. This princess's hands hurt, so she won't paint."

In fact, Mo Qiuyi is not good at it. She has lost face twice in a row, but she doesn't want to embarrass her paintings, otherwise her reputation would be worse than Yunting.

"That's a pity. I thought I would have a chance to lose to the Seventh Princess."

"Hmph, don't think about pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. I will not believe you." Mo Qiuyi snorted angrily.

The servant brought the pen and ink, but I wonder if it was intentional, but Yunting and Fu Yichen accidentally got a drop of black ink on the drawing paper.

"Why are you so careless? How can I draw this prince? Change another one quickly?" Fu Yichen said with displeasure.

"Why just treat this as an exam question for us. It's boring to draw it casually." Yunting suggested.

The emperor was intrigued: "Yunting's proposal is good, you two can use this piece of paper to make use of it."

"Yes." Fu Yichen could only pick up his pen and draw.

Yunting didn't rush to write, staring at the black dot, thinking about what to draw.

The servants served the wine and food. Now that the birthday party is half over, they will naturally serve hard dishes.

Looking at the sumptuous meals, Yunting's saliva was about to flow out. When she glanced at Jun Yuanyou's handsome Junyan, Yunting immediately had an idea and picked up the paper and pen and painted it quickly and skillfully.

Everyone looked over in surprise and were curious about what Yunting would draw.

Mo Chihan's black pupils narrowed slightly and subconsciously glanced at this side.

At this moment, Yunting stood in front of the table, her face as black as coal was extremely serious, holding the brush in her hand and smoothly, without thinking, she looked at Mo Chihan with a serious look of painting.

He never knew that Yunting was like this when she became serious. She was obviously useless and ignorant. She suddenly had such a good skill, was so good at writing poetry, and was able to paint-----

In addition to being amazed, Mo Chihan became even more annoyed, hating Yunting for pretending to be stupid before. If he knew she would do this, he would not have changed his mind about divorce. He would not have faced that coal face all day long.

Yunting's eyes glimpsed the servant who served the food and retreated, and immediately stopped writing: "Your Majesty, I'm done drawing."

Fu Yichen froze: "Yunting, are you insulting this prince? It's just a blink of an eye, how could you finish drawing it?"

"Mr. Fu draws it slowly. Don't expect others to be as slow as you. I'm still rushing to have a meal. I heard that the food in the Fu family is comparable to that of the chef of the palace. Of course, I can't treat myself badly." Yunting walked straight towards Jun Yuanyou.

"Yunting, are you really not painting?" the emperor asked.

"Yes, your majesty."

"Okay, then I will give Yichen a stick of incense to judge the winning or losing of the painting after one stick of incense." The emperor spoke.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yunting sat next to Jun Yuanyou.

Jun Yuanyou handed over the chopsticks: "Eat slowly, don't rush."

"good."

Jun Yuanyou was helping her pick up food, very considerate, and Fu Yichen couldn't even draw it.

"Jun Yuanyou, are you still a man? You actually pick up food for a woman. She looks so ugly. Where is your dignity?" Fu Yichen said contemptuously.

"Women are used to spoil it. It is natural for me to spoil my wife, what does it have to do with you?" Jun Yuan replied domineeringly.

March, early spring.

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The hazy sky was gray and black, with heavy depression, as if someone had sprinkled ink on rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and stained the clouds.

The clouds are stacked and blending with each other, and crimson lightning is spreading, accompanied by the rumbling thunder.

It's like a god roaring, echoing in the world.

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The earth is hazy, and there is a ruined city, silent in the dim bloody rain, lifeless.

The city is broken and ruins, everything withered, collapsed houses, as well as blue-black corpses, minced meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withered.

The bustling streets in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that once came and went, there was no noise anymore.

Only the blood mud mixed with minced meat, dust and paper was left, and it was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was deeply trapped in the mud, full of sorrow, only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, drifting in the wind.

The white fluff has long been soaked in wet red, full of gloomy and weirdness.

The turbid pupils seemed to have some resentment, and they looked alone at the mottled stones ahead.

There, a figure lay on his back.

This is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, dressed in a broken dress and covered in dirt, and a broken leather bag tied to his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold spread through his worn-out coat from all directions, gradually taking away his body temperature.

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Looking along his eyes, seven or eight feet away from him, a skinny vulture was eating a wild dog's carcasses, and sometimes he was alert to observe the surroundings.

It seems that in this dangerous ruin, there is a moment of slight movement, and it will instantly soar.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely penetrated its head into the wild dog's abdominal cavity.

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