C85 (1/2)

As Mu Zhihuan listened, although she did not really understand it, she could still feel some interest from listening to it.

”This person is quite talented.”

Mu Zhihuan subconsciously discussed it with Jiang Zisu who was beside him. Jiang Zisu gave a light grunt of assent, then said: ”But it's not as good as yours.”

Eyebrows... What was going on? Just as Mu Zhihuan was feeling cold, Zhennan coincidentally looked at her.

Noticing the expression on Mu Zhihuan's face, Zhennan's face fell:

”Princess, do you think my time is bad?”

What was wrong with this person? Was his pride made of glass? Injured so easily?

”How would I dare? Since Brother Zhennan has finished, let me do it.”

With that, Mu Zhihuan took a step forward and looked at the orchid. Poems and poems flashed across her mind, but none of them had any charm to them.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he inadvertently glanced at Gu Mingxuan, who was standing at the side.

However, that pair of eyes also displayed gentleness and gentleness, causing her thoughts to churn. Mu Zhihuan cleared her throat:

Nether orchid, in the empty mountain, the beauty loves not to be seen, write in the clear window.

You orchid, Ho Fei Fei Fei, the world was applied, I want the magma to fill up the Peiwei, a lot of people do not.

Nether Orchid, for whom good, dew cool breeze fragrance since old.

After she finished her poem, Mu Zhihuan turned around and looked somewhat embarrassedly at the crowd present. She didn't expect to see them and only saw one astonished expression after another.

Unknowingly, her gaze had touched that patch of white once again, but this time, Mu Zhihuan saw that the coldness in that pair of eyes, seemed to have dissipated quite a bit.

Zhennan, who had been clamoring all this time, was also a little stunned. He did not expect that the things she casually brought out were so beautiful.

The people present still remained silent for a long time within the aftertaste of that poem. It was Jiang Zimu who reacted first.

Immediately after, there was the sound of thunderous applause, engulfing Mu Zhihuan within it.

”As expected of a talented girl. How about it? I didn't lie to anyone, right?”

”I'm impressed, this poem by the Prince Lee Concubine Mu Zhihuan is different from Brother Zhennan's praising orchids, and more of the woman's special view on love is added in. Seconds! A second! ”

With an unknown person's explanation, the entire courtyard erupted in thunderous applause.

Mu Zhihuan was a little embarrassed from being praised, she smiled at everyone bashfully: ”You're flattering me.”

Returning to Jiang Zisu's side, Mu Zhihuan lightly exhaled.

Jiang Zisu's eyes flowed with a tinge of pride: ”See, I already said you are stronger than that man.”

Mu Zhihuan hurriedly made him lower his voice. ”Don't let Zhennan hear it.

Who would have thought that with just one poem from Mu Zhihuan, she would shock everyone. Zhennan immediately bowed to Mu Zhihuan.

”It's just as the rumors say. I've lost.”

She never thought that he would suddenly become so modest again, Mu Zhihuan was unable to react for a moment, and under Jiang Zisu's reminder, she laughed and said: ”In my opinion, I like the realistic style of Brother Zhennan's poems more. My poems are, after all, girls' poems, so they are very stingy.”

Her words, made Zhennan admire her from the bottom of his heart.

”Please forgive Zhennan for offending you just now, consort.”