Wanyan Bupo sat down in the pavilion. Seeing the little girl coming spontaneously, she sat next to him, with a friendly and natural attitude. She looked at the prince beside her as if nothing was missing, and she couldn't help but feel happy. Her expression on her face turned even more gentle. She said to the two, "Cooking wine to enjoy the snow on heavy snow, you are so elegant. What poem did you write? Read it and let me listen!"

The prince looked at Liu Wenqing and waved his hand and said modestly, "My son's ministers have limited talent and knowledge, are all frustrations that cannot be topped off. Should I ask Lord Liu to recite a poem for his father to appreciate?"

Wanyan Bubo nodded and looked at Liu Wenqing with a little interest. Last time, the poem written by this man was indeed a good poem, but his attention was attracted by the little girl, and he was not very impressed by him. Now that he meets him again, he is indeed looking forward to it.

Ouyang Huiru glanced at her father's expectant expression, her mouth twitched, her left hand raised her forehead, and she stared at Liu Wenqing secretly, waiting for him to take a look, she could take action.

Liu Wenqing turned to see the heavy snow flying like catkins outside the pavilion, then turned to look at the burning stove, and after pondering for a while, he slowly chanted, "Green ants fresh wine, red mud stove. It's time to snow in the evening, and I can drink a cup of wine."

This time, the poem is not as majestic as last time, but it exudes a fresh, leisurely, lazy and intoxicating smell. It makes people want to sit by the stove, sit down with the hospitality host for a while, and drive away the coldness of winter. This poem is in line with the situation, and there is really nothing to be picky about.

Is it over? After plagiarizing Liu Yuxi and Bai Juyi? You can't be like this without moral integrity! Although you were prepared for it, Ouyang Huiru was still shocked and slipped her elbows, lowered her head, and showed a slight sadness and anger in her eyes. What's even more sad and angry was that the little face even used her old trick to invite her father to drink? She was really a little broken inside.

After listening to Liu Wenqing's poem, Wanyan Bupo looked very happy and praised the three words "good", which shows that he appreciated this poem very much. He raised his hand and ordered the servant behind him, "This poem is really suitable for this moment! Come and pour wine for me, I want to drink a few drinks with my beloved."

Have you become an alcoholic too? Ouyang Huiru twitched invisible corners of her mouth when she heard this.

Jiang Yingyue walked out at this time and stepped forward to pour wine for several people. The emperor's success was so successful that Wanyan Buspo was appreciated in just a quarter of an hour. She was extremely happy. When it was the turn of pouring wine for the emperor, her eyes curled slightly and showed a smile.

Liu Wenqing felt a little satisfied. Seeing that the emperor's sister showed praise to him, she became even more happy inside, but her face was still calm and she asked Wanyan Bupo to look up high.

Wanyan Bupo took the lead in raising the wine glass, and everyone followed quickly. He raised his head and drank the thin wine in the glass in one gulp. After that, he spit out a thick fog, and his face was extremely comfortable.

"Haha, good poetry, good wine, good scene! It's worth another drink." He sat down with a big golden knife, put down his glass and smiled.

"What the Father said is." The prince quickly echoed, brushed away Jiang Yingyue, and personally served him with wine, with his expression on his face and brows, and was extremely proud. He pleased his father and let his father see Wenqing's talent with his own eyes. Why worry that Wenqing could not stay in Shangjing to accompany him?

Ouyang Huiru imitated Wanyan Bubopo and drank the clear wine in one breath, and her throat was suddenly burning. After the burning, a heat surged in her abdomen, and the feeling of full stamina was extremely comfortable.

She looked at the prince who was happy and Liu Wenqing, who pretended to be noble, curled her lips and smiled contemptuously, and said, "Although Mr. Liu's poem is good, he is a little too lazy and leisurely, which makes people feel uncomfortable and only care about enjoyment." After the words, she paused. Seeing her father's smile showing an interesting smile, her eyes looked at her with a burning look. She narrowed her eyes and leaned closer with a bit of alcohol, and said slowly in his ears, "I heard that Mr. Liu is going to put out the border. After Lord Liu has experienced the vastness of the border, he will definitely be able to write such a manly poem like "I want to chase the light horse, and the heavy snow is full of bows and swords." Father, do you think?" The implication is to satirize Liu Wenqing's young daughter's attitude.

Liu Wenqing and the prince were immediately angry and looked upside down, with a blue and purple face, and were unstable. The last time she said she wanted to indulge in pleasure, and this time she said she wanted to experience the bitter and cold life, but she seemed to make everything she said was reasonable. She could not find any flaws when she read a few casual lines of poetry, which made Liu Wenqing as proud.

Moreover, she pulled Liu Wenqing out on the frontier with her words. If Wanyan Bupo really nodded to show her agreement, then Liu Wenqing's release was a foregone conclusion.

The few people were thinking in a zigzag manner, and they all looked at Wanyan Bupo, waiting nervously for him to speak.

Wanyan Bubo's eyes stared at the little girl's gorgeous cherry lips dyed red by thin wine. She felt her orchid-like breath constantly blowing and teasing in her ears. The restlessness in her heart was almost uncontrollable, and she slowly reacted under her body. How could she have the intention to listen carefully to what she was saying?

In order not to make a fool of others, with extraordinary self-control, he finally suppressed the strangeness of his body. He carefully savored it and had to admit that the little girl's words and reading things was just to the point. The two lines of poetry that she recited casually were more grand and more interesting than Liu Wenqing's meticulous works. Although Liu Wenqing was talented, she was young and lacked some vision and sharpness. He did not appreciate the other party's warm personality. He always advocated that being a person should be implicit and like a wild beast. His openness and unrestrained personality was like a little girl, which made him unable to let go of it.

Compared with the little girl, Liu Wenqing was not as good as his vision, cognition and mind. It is indeed necessary to delegate to the frontier to temper his temper. The reason why the Prime Minister proposed this suggestion seemed to be because of love.

Wanyan Bubo thought for a moment, smiled and looked at the little girl staring at her beside her. She resisted the urge to kiss her blushing cheeks and nodded, "The Crown Princess is right. Although Liu Aiqing is outstanding, she is still young and lacks a certain vision and tempering, and her mind is a little too weak. If she is sent to the gates, she will definitely grow in less than two years. I am looking forward to this!"

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Huiru was satisfied, lowered her head, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, thinking to herself: Liu Wenqing, I said that if I can step on you once, I can step on you a second time! Just wait and see if I put it outside. At that time, I will have a big gift to give you!

Now that he has finished speaking, what else can Liu Wenqing say? He can only accept the fact that he was defeated by the same woman twice. He pale and replied in a stiff tone, "The emperor has praised it. When the empress is in the place, he will definitely be a good official and live in a good life and live up to the holy grace."

The prince was unwilling to accept it, but he knew that it was absolutely not a wise move to plead for him at this time, and it might even arouse his father's disgust and ruin his career.

Jiang Yingyue, who was standing behind Wanyan Bupo, was completely stunned at this time. Her emperor brother was defeated by Ouyang Huiru again. When she came back to her senses, she immediately became furious. It was the damn Ouyang Huiru again! Ouyang Huiru, what are you going to do? Why do you go against us again and again? Assassination in Xishan really deserves to kill you with one knife!

A bloodthirsty urge surged in his heart, and Jiang Yingyue roared and yelled inwardly, and the uncontrollable intense emotions slowly oozed out of his eyes.

Feeling a chill on his spine, a malice was constantly approaching him. Ouyang Huiru resisted the discomfort of the thorn on her back and glanced back at Jiang Yingyue.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Huiru had such a sharp feeling. Seeing her, Jiang Yingyue quickly put away the emotions in her eyes, suppressed the roar and clamor in her heart, and looked friendly and gentle.

Ouyang Huiru narrowed her eyes and her throat tightened, feeling disgusted by her disguise. She withdrew her gaze and glanced at Liu Wenqing, who was the same expression and was as gentle as jade. Her deep disgust could no longer be suppressed. The two brothers were so similar, so why no one questioned their appearance?

But that's right. The two of them have never lived together on the surface and can't get along well. Ordinary people will not think about the relationship between brother and sister. At most, they can sigh at the "husband-wife appearance" or something.

Wait, husband and wife are together? Ouyang Huiru's eyes flashed, she looked back at Jiang Yingyue again, and looked her up and down.

This is the second time that Jiang Yingyue has been seen like this by Ouyang Huiru. The panic and uneasiness in her heart are even stronger than the first time. She has a premonition that Ouyang Huiru will definitely not say anything good this time.

Sure enough, after Ouyang Huiru looked at Jiang Yingyue, she looked at Liu Wenqing and asked in a warm voice, "Master Liu is so talented, and she is a handsome man. I wonder if there are wives and concubines at home?"

Liu Wenqing felt inexplicably, and still had a smile on his face, and replied respectfully, "Go back to the Crown Princess, I have not yet married."

The prince's eyes changed, but with Wanyan Bupo present, he did not dare to show his concern for Liu Wenqing at all, so he could only grit his teeth silently and endure it. He recently discovered that whenever the princess was present, all his emotions were left with the word "forbearance" to interpret.

Wanyan Bupo did not notice the prince's strangeness, but only focused on his little girl. Seeing her eyes lit up, she stared at Liu Wenqing with a very focused look. The smile on her face faded in an instant, and she asked, "What do you want to do with your lips?"

"Father, how about Huiru being a matchmaker for Lord Liu? Do you agree?" First set up a language trap and wait until the father stepped on it before talking. She asked vaguely.

Jiang Yingyue felt a sudden heart when she heard this, stared at her toes and did not dare to look at Ouyang Huiru. She was really afraid of Ouyang Huiru's mouth, and she could always knock her and the emperor's brother down to the abyss in a few words! I hope this time is not!

Wanyan Bubo's heart was relieved, and a three-point smile appeared on his tense face. He nodded without thinking, "Okay, who will the Crown Princess point to Liu Aiqing?"

The prince and Liu Wenqing's lips were a little blue. Although they had different ideas, their resistance was equally strong.

Ouyang Huiru looked at the two of them changing their faces, and felt so happy that she reached out to Jiang Yingyue, who was about to bury her chest, "Then Huiru went over to take over the stewardship. Father, how much does Jiang Nushi look like Lord Liu? This is the couple's rumored relationship. Such two people are perfect matches, and they will be harmonious in the future. Lord Liu is going to the frontier. Before that, what if you give him a kind decree and give him a good wife?"

Wanyan Bupo carefully examined the faces of the two people when he heard this. As expected, the more he looked, the more he looked. Jiang Yingyue and his brother were worried and his emotions were on the verge of collapse.

Fortunately, Wanyan Bupo retracted her gaze before the two could not hold on. She glanced at the little girl's expectant expression and thought to herself: Although Jiang Yingyue was still a bit suspicious, she was given to Liu Wenqing, and they could not make any trouble when they went out of the border together. For him, it was a disguised problem. The little girl rarely asked him for once, so she must not let her down. A girl of this age is the time when she loves matching the most. If she wants to play, she will let her go. If Liu Wenqing finds that Jiang Yingyue is inappropriate, it will be normal to die of a weak woman on the way out.

After thinking about it, Wanyan Bupo nodded in despair when one person was excited and the three of them nodded in despair, and simply agreed, "It's true that it's very similar. Jiang Nushi is also very talented, gentle and gentle, and has a respectful couple with Liu Aiqing. When Liu Aiqing set out from the capital, come to me to take people back." A humble palace maid joined a fifth-rank official, and he was not worthy of his order to give a marriage.

Seeing the three of them being shaken by Wanyan Bupo's words, their faces turned pale, and their eyes inadvertently revealed their truest emotions, including anxiety, panic, despair, resentment, and wonderfulness. Ouyang Huiru smiled happily under the rising hatred for her by everyone.

Hate, while you can still hate it, you can vent your hatred quickly, and when you're the "couple and wife" come out of the border, you can't hate it. Of course, there is no emotion in the dead!

Thinking coldly in his heart, Ouyang Huiru raised her chin and looked at Jiang Yingyue like a kindness, and said in a gentle voice, "Jiang Nu Shi, my father and I have found such a good husband for you. In the future, you will not be a palace maid, but a serious official wife. Why don't you kneel down and thank you?"

Jiang Yingyue looked solemn and knelt down with a loud bang. Her face buried deep in her hands instantly looked like a ghost.
Chapter completed!