Unbridled Medical Expert Consort: Demon Prince, Be Good

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Compared with Su Yi’s nervousness, Luo Qingyi is just looking forward to the opening of the good show. For a long time, she did not cause trouble, since things will come to the door and will not be afraid.

Looking around no one, quietly, only the smell of light fragrance is floating in the air, making people feel calm. Compared with the lively hustle and bustle, Luo Qingyi feels that the silence of this meeting is even more characteristic of the Chrysanthemum. It is quiet and pleasant, and it is very popular.

"Qing, do you think that there will be an accident? I don't think it is very good." Su Yi is worried about it after all. After all, it is not her poem.

Just finished, she suddenly had a stunning feeling, never thought that there were people around me who could make such a wonderful poem in such a short time. Fortunately, Luo Qingyi later explained that it was written by a learned elder in her house, which is reasonable.

However, when she thought of Luo Qingying’s intention to use Mr. Fu’s poems to help her become a thing, Su Yi picked up again.

Luo Qingying looked at her, Yingying smiled: "Su Yi, I ask you, isn't your princess saying that you want to help her to make poems and give them to Lin Daru? If you can't do it, Lin Daru may be disappointed with the princess. right?"

I don't understand what she wants to say, but Luo Qingyi is telling the truth. Su Yi nodded and said, "Yes."

"In this case, then your poetry is actually disguised by the public. If you don't do it, you must offend the princess, right? So you have to do it, I just help you, as long as the poem does not reveal the stuff, no It will be enough for us to steal someone else's. It is enough. As for whether the princess has the courage to directly tell us the poem we gave to her, to deceive Lin Daru, it is not that we can interfere. ""

A strong word, Luo Qingyi said of course, Su Yi always feels that something is wrong, but can not say rebuttal. Luo Qingying is another saying, saying that if you come here, you will be safe, and the poems have already been handed over, waiting for you.

Just when the two waited, but they didn't want to go far and near, Luo Qingyi turned around and saw that the girl had returned. And behind her, she followed a group of people. In the middle of the scene, she turned out to be Nangong Yuer and Yu Chi Pian Qing. The two of them looked at each other in a straight line.

Su Yi saw it and suddenly jumped: "Well, they came, is that poem..."

Luo Qingyi grasped her hand: "Don't panic, see what they say."

The two looked at each other, although Su Yi was a little nervous, but after all, she felt that Luo Qing’s words were reasonable. Although she respected the princess, she did not let her face. Soon calm down, both of them are indifferent, waiting for everyone to approach.

"If Ruojun County, this palace can thank you." Nangong Yuer gave Su Yi a word, and let Luo Qingyi understand what.

I am afraid that the poem just let Nan Gong’s children get a lot of limelight in front of Lin Daru and got a lot of praise. Otherwise, how can she thank her for the spring breeze?

Sure enough, Nangong Yuer directly said that the poem was very good, not only Lin Daru, everyone on the scene was amazing, her happy face was ruddy, and smiled: "I really didn't think that Ruojun County actually turned There is such a talent, half a tea time into a poem, this palace seems, even if the Yiyang County Lord is slightly inferior to you."

There was a touch of uncomfortable sputum on his face. He later smiled and finally laughed, pulling Su Yi’s hand: “The princess said, Yi sister, I have never seen you make such a beautiful poem, really I am shocked by everyone. This autumn is so wonderful that I can’t believe it."

"Qingxi River flows through Bishantou, and the water is fresh and clear. The partition of the red dust is thirty miles, and the white clouds and red leaves are two long. It is beautiful, so autumn, the palace can almost imagine such a scene, as if it is a flat, a rising "Nan Gong's nephew is a bit stunned. When she reads the poem again, there is still a feeling of returning to God.

It’s impossible to have no point in my heart, but fortunately, Nangong’s children know that this poem is now her, and in front of Lin Daru’s present, she still read it in front of everyone, even if it’s really Su Yi’s Do, now is her.

Pressing this thought, Nangong’s children didn’t look at Luo Qingying, only Su Yi smiled and said: “Yes, after all, it’s the county magistrate of Weiyang Houfu. Some talents are also understandable, although it’s still not The palace, but it is not bad."

After that, she came to La Suyi’s hand intimately: "Well, this palace is coming to tell you, there are other topics in front, you can go to the palace to see if you can do a few more, That would be better."

When she heard that Nangong Yuer still asked her to continue to write, Su Yi stayed, and after a moment she woke up and quickly refused: "I can't, Princess, the previous one is already lucky. If you come again, you don't feel this skill, afraid of delay." The princess, forget it."

"Hey, Yi sister, I am afraid of anything, it is to look at it in the past, not to tighten it." At this time, Yu Chi Pian Qing also came to help: "You are bored here alone, why not play with us? Lin Daru just mentioned Come to you, say how this year's poetry will not see you, or go to see Lin Daru together?"

After she finished, she remembered something, whispered: "Right, Yi sister, tell you, Prince has come."

Su Yi was shocked and looked back at Luo Qingyi. Seeing the lateness and pity, I still want to pull her, and finally break free: "I really don't need it, I am a pity, my self-knowledge, just the poem is just a lucky one. I really have a poor word. I can't help the princess anymore. This year. I will not participate in the poetry meeting. I am sorry to have troubled my sister and princess."

As she said, she stood beside Luo Qing, and she couldn't help but grab her.

Luo Qingqi backed her hand and found that Su Yi’s palms were sweating. Cold sweat was obviously scared by Nangong’s nephew and Yu Chi’s pity. After all, the poem was not written by her. If she was to have another quality of the same, wouldn’t it be difficult for her to die?

With a tight hand, she gave Su Yi a powerful gesture and smiled at her: "Don't worry, it's okay."

Even Luo Qingyi did not think that Nangong’s children were so greedy, and they had to get a second song. They all said that they were doing it themselves. Do you really think that talented women are good? When she plagiarizes someone else's work, she feels at ease?

Seeing that Su Yi did not agree, Nangong’s face was dull, and some of them didn’t come face. They suddenly wrinkled: “What’s wrong, Ruolan County, isn’t it just for you to help the palace once again, are you so embarrassed? Is it true? The poem just didn't do it at all, so you didn't dare. Actually, you are afraid of stuffing?"

"I..." Su Yi’s heart jumped, and she was so flustered that she couldn’t speak.

This time, the long-suffering sorrowful pity also saw it, suddenly changed his face, exaggerated look: "No? Yi sister, is it true that the princess guessed, the poem is really not written by you? No wonder, I feel that the feeling and style of the poem is completely different from what you usually do. There are two things."

"No, Pity Qing sister, you listen to me..." Su Yi was stunned by her and suddenly panicked. If Luo Luoyi still took her hand, I was afraid that she was really confessed in an emergency.

I slammed Su Yi’s palms hard and let her calm down. Luo Qingyi handed her a look, then looked at Yu’s pity and said: “Yiyang County Lord, you seem to be wrong. Do you not do it yourself? Out of this poem, I think that Su Yi can't do it? Everyone is making progress. Although Su Yi can't do it last year, it doesn't mean she can't do it this year."

I didn’t expect Luo Qingyi to help, and I was late and pitifully sneered, and I didn’t care: “Is it better, I know you, sister, Chu, you can only know her today, how do you know what progress has you made? Why do you know that the poem is what she did?"

"I saw what she did with her own eyes. How is it that Wang Wang is still worth lying about this kind of thing?"

Luo Qingyi said that he was really stunned by this matter. Shen Sheng said: "Su Yi’s talents are well known. Although they may not be comparable to you, Yiyang County, but she can learn and appreciate, who can’t feel And made a good verse? I think it is Yiyang County, you are jealous of her, afraid that Su Yi grabbed the name of the first talented woman in Beijing?"

"I didn't! You..."

Just when Qiu Qingqing wants to deny it, Luo Qingyi simply does not let her say more, directly interrupting her words: "Enough, I have no time to work with you, whether it is you Yiyang County, or Su Yi did, the poem has been given to the Princess of the Princess after all, now is the princess. I and Su Yi naturally will not say, but will not be passed to Lin Daru, so as not to cause trouble to the princess. But if Yiyang County The Lord is so uneasy, if you can't help but say a few words, pass it to the ears of outsiders, and then you will know it by Lin Daru... Hehe..."

In the latter case, Luo Qingyi did not say anything, but everyone knows what it means.

"Enough, this is the end of the matter." Finally, even Nangong's nephew couldn't help it. He warned and looked at it and said: "This autumn is what the palace did. You can't say anything." Go out, otherwise, it will be against the palace."

Su Yi smiled lightly: "Yes, princess."

I didn’t want to say anything better, but I couldn’t say anything more. I could only whisper.

"Forget it, if you don't go to the county, if you don't go, then the palace will be..." Nangong's nephew is also dead. Since Su Yi is not willing to help her again, then it will be collected, and it will be. But she didn't finish her words, but she listened to the palace girl next to her: "Princess, Lin Daru is here."

The crowd was shocked and turned quickly, but saw a thirty-faced and elegant woman leading a group of people to come over. Her refined face, soft and pleasing, a poem of poetry and poetry from her body, makes people feel convinced, naturally gives birth to a comfortable feeling.

Not only Lin Xianzhu, but also other judges of the poetry association came, and the group of people was so vast that they came directly to this side.