Unbridled Medical Expert Consort: Demon Prince, Be Good

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At this moment, there is really a feeling of being crowded.

It’s not that Lin Xianzhu has a lot of people. The other person has a reputation and a weight, but there are only four or five people. In addition to Lin Daru, he is led by Lao Wang. But this kind of momentum will not appear thin because of fewer people, but it will make people feel a weight that cannot be ignored.

A few people behind him are following the mighty giants and rich family, one by one, like a horse, respectfully followed. But the person behind him is headed by a young man, and he is South Palace.

As the Royal Highness of Prince Edward, he was invited to come. Nangong Qing should have been at the forefront, but he thought he was a younger generation. This poetry was also hosted by Lin Xianzhu for many years. Naturally, it was inconvenient to **** the limelight, so he only followed the crowd. It was surrounded by the rest of the young men and women.

Nan Gongqing naturally saw Luo Qingying at a glance. Originally, he also came to see Su Yi because of Luo Qingying. The eyes are far away, and there is not much deliberate, but it is to let Su Yi, who has been paying attention to him, have a heartbeat and never dare to look straight.

Luo Qingyi did not look at Nangong Qing, nor did he pay attention to others. She recognized the walk along Lin Xianzhu at a glance. The old man in his 60s, who was gray and white, turned out to be the flower after Mengxianlou launched a new idea. One hundred and two silver shot the old man of Hongyu.

"It turned out to be this old man? Oh, it’s really awkward." Luo Qingyi sneered.

Even if this old man has a real talent, he used to be a Taizi Taifu, but he still went to the brothel when he was a young man, and Luo Qingyi did not catch him. Once she heard Hongyu said that the old man was very wretched in private, and told her a lot of unbearable words, but the appearance is a portrait of a big Confucian, it is really knowing people knowing what to do.

Fortunately, Luo Qing’s voice is small, and in addition to her, the attention of others is placed on Lin Xianzhu and Nan Gongqing, etc. What is the heart to listen to what she said?

"Well, Lin Daru they came, how is it so fast?" Only listening to Nangong Yuer muttered to himself, his expression was a little panic.

"Don't panic, princess, if Wang Lao still lets you write poetry, you can say that you have a headache." It seems that there is still nothing to say, and Yu Chiqing whispered to Nangong, and she also had some scornful look. It is a little anxious to come.

Nangong Yuer stared at the sorrowful pity and blamed: "It's all you, if you don't come up with an idea, Wang Lao will not ask the palace to do another one. Blame you!"

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"I did the topic of Lin Daru, but Wang Lao’s topic could not be done. Wouldn’t you make this palace shameful?"

"Princess, this... is there no way?"

"No matter what the palace wants, if Wang Lao insists on doing this, or you will give it to the palace, or let others do it, it will not be discovered by Lin Daru and Wang Lao anyway, otherwise the palace will rule you. Sin!” After that, Nangong’s nephew turned to look at Su Yi’s eyes. When she saw Luo Qing’s eyes, her eyes were even colder and she had a warning.

When I heard this, don't say it was Luo Qingying, even Su Yi knew what was going on.

At the beginning of the relationship, the princess did not ask Su Yi to be a poetry writer, but the idea of ​​being late and pity. Su Yi was a little shocked. She did not expect that she would have been so arrogant. Nangong Yuer gave Luo Qingyi's poems to Su Yi as his own offerings. It really got the appreciation of Lin Daru and others, but it also aroused the interest of Wang Lao and asked the princess to make another poem.

Otherwise, Nangong Yuer is afraid that he will not come to Su Yi personally. However, she was embarrassed to say that she had found a reason to invite Su Yi to attend the poetry. If it wasn’t for Lin Daru, they would not be anxious to reveal the stuff.

Luo Qingying is more and more funny, and today this poetry seems to be interesting.

Lin Daru and Wang Lao and others are estimated to be waiting for a long time. They also want to see the princess as a poet, and they even found it directly. She would like to see how Nangu’s children are now responding. If she can't think of a good poem, others can't do anything in the public. It's estimated that the princess is either stuffed or dizzy.

It’s really a swollen face and a fat man, asking for it!

However, for a while, Lin Xianzhu and his party have already come over. She swept her eyes and saw Su Yi. She smiled and nodded at her. She did not blame Su Yi for not attending the poetry. Su Yi is a little embarrassed, bowing his head and whispering: "I have seen Lin Daru and all the great Confucians, and have seen His Royal Highness."

"Imperial." Nangong Qing smiled and looked at Su Yi.

This is the woman that Luo Qingying let him observe well? It is also a beautiful eyebrow, elegant and beautiful, at first glance, he is still satisfied.

Lin Xianzhu is watching Luo Qingyu.

Naturally, she will not forget the emergency rescue of Luo Qingying at the Mid-Autumn Festival. Although he did not show any talent, Luo Qing’s action saved Song Guifei’s life, and it was definitely stronger than those who played the piano.

"I don't think that Chu Wangyu has come, it is a good fortune." On the age, Lin Xianzhu is bigger than Luo Qing, the absolute elder. But if it is about identity, Luo Qingyi is the king of Chu, and he will only be taller than Lin Xianzhu. She called Luo Qingyi so much, obviously it is to value the identity of the other party, and because of the talent of Luo Qingying and her peers.

Just a name, let everyone see Lin Xianzhu's attitude towards Luo Qingying, Nangong Yuer and others could not help but look stiff.

But on identity, in fact, the identity of the princess of Nangong Yuer is no less inferior than that of Luo Qingqi. However, the princess is a disciple of Lin Xianzhu. How can he not dare to disregard Lin Xianzhu’s royal identity?

"Lin Daru is polite. I came to the Juyuan today to play purely. I didn't expect to encounter Lin Daru." Luo Qingxiao smiled and his attitude was respectful.

For those who have real talents and good character, she will naturally be more respectful. But for Wang Lao and others, she just smiled and succumbed to her elders, but she was not so respectful in words.

And Luo Qingyu said a few words, Lin Xianzhu's gaze finally fell on Nangong's nephew: "Hey, don't you mean to find inspiration for poetry, now it has been two quarters of an hour, can you get income?"

Wang Lao, who was on the side, smiled and glared at the long hair. "Yes, the old man is very satisfied with the autumn that the princess did just now, so he urged the princess to do another one. I wonder how the princess is prepared?"

"This... Wang Lao, I just..."

Seeing Nangong’s child vomiting and vomiting, but not directly speaking, she was only able to help her by the sorrowful pity: "This is the case, Wang Lao, the princess and I have come all the way, I want to see the beautiful scenery as a poem of chrysanthemum. ""

Wang Lao nodded: "Well, the chrysanthemums and chrysanthemums are quite good, and they can do it."

I laughed twice, but I was late and pity but said: "But...the princess just smelled more flowers, some nausea caused dizziness, I was trying to take a break, so I know that Wang Laoyou and Lin Daru came. So The princess wants to tell Wang Lao..."

Before the words have been finished, Lin Xianzhu looked at Nangong’s nephew and frowned. “Why, you, can you have a headache and can’t make a poem? If so, just say it, will Wang Lao force you? This little thing How can I let Pity Qing help you?"

"Teacher, I..." Nangong’s nephew lowered her head, but in her heart, she was stunned by a dog’s blood.

Luo Qingying is watching the show, cold and not aware of a gaze sweeping, looking at the situation, it really is Nangong Qing. There seemed to be some inquiries in his eyes. It was just that people were too open to speak. She couldn't ask him what he meant. He could only pretend not to see it.

"Oh... well, since the princess is dizzy, then forget it, can the old man be reluctant?" Wang Lao sighed and seemed to be very sorry: "But the first autumn that the princess did was really amazing." Yan, like an empty valley, the old man has never seen such a talented poem, so surprised."

Wang Lao’s words set the situation just now, and the other old people couldn’t help but look at each other. Even the channel: “Yes, it’s a wonderful sentence. Qingxi flows through Bishantou... You see, this first sentence is wonderful. what."

"Not bad, just the first sentence, it makes people look bright, as if they are there."

"Break the red dust thirty miles, the white clouds and red leaves are two long, the last two sentences are simply the finishing touch! If the Princess is not the princess, the old man really can't think of such a good sentence, it will be the princess, so the beauty of the artistic conception, non-experience Older people who have seen the red dust and then see through everything can not understand, but the princess can understand these at a young age, it is a genius!"

"Blessed is the country, I am afraid that the princess is the first talented woman in Xichu!"

Everyone was once again immersed in the artistic conception of this poem, and he did not hesitate to admire it. Hearing that Nangong’s nephew was proud and vigilant, a pair of wonderful eyes swept through Luo Qingying from time to time.

She naturally only worried about Luo Qingyi alone, but no one else dared to offend her!

Seeing that Lin Daru and others are going to give up, and no longer let Nangong’s children write poetry, Luo Qingyi will not stop her from stealing a famous poem. She didn't like Nangong's nephew. The other party is not very polite to her today. If so, why bother?

Thinking of this, Luo Qingyi smiled and asked: "I don't know Lin Daru, is Mr. Wang Lao wanting the princess to do any more poetry?"

When I heard that Luo Qingyi asked, Lin Xianzhu did not hide it. He smiled directly: "No! It is also too much for us to make this poem too unexpected. This makes Wang Lao interested, and test her more. Otherwise, she will not be asked to do the second one."

"I don't know what the king is doing?" Luo Qing looked at the old man.

"Ji Ju." Wang Lao said, the little eyes Mimi turned around.

Was it this topic? It is difficult to say that it is simple, but it is not simple. Every year, the poetry will be in the autumn. The poems of the chrysanthemums are only already being abused. The Nangong children are no more talents!

But for Luo Qingying, is this not a good opportunity for Su Yi to be in the limelight?

I was going to help Su Yi, and this opportunity came.