NFBE Chapter 84 Is their relationship really that good?
Chapter 84 Is their relationship really that good?
The moment the poem was recited, the room fell silent.
This is so well written...
Qiu Yueli was also taken aback. She had thought that Consort Chen was deliberately targeting her, but she hadn't expected that Consort Chen could write such good lyrics.
Not only is the language concise, but the artistic conception is also profound, making it a truly excellent work.
In the pavilion not far away, the tall, narrow phoenix eyes were full of gentleness.
His eyes were fixed on Mo Qingkui, and he praised, "As expected of Qingkui, even a casually written poem is so brilliant."
The woman he loved was indeed extraordinary.
Sitting beside him, Xie Yanli's dark eyes were deep and he remained silent.
The imagery depicted in this short poem could not possibly have been written by a woman who spent most of her life confined to the inner palace.
How can we explain the poignant feelings of longing for one's homeland and weariness of wandering?
Xie Yanli had already made up his mind, but he didn't say it out loud.
Whether or not this poem was written by Consort Chen is not important.
He never cares about things that don't concern him.
Consort Chen was the Emperor's favorite concubine, and she had no shortage of people who flattered and fawned over her.
The noble ladies at the palace banquet all praised it.
"Consort Chen is truly a woman of both beauty and talent. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also exceptionally talented. It is no exaggeration to say that she is the most talented woman in the palace."
"Who can argue with that? Otherwise, how could Consort Chen enjoy the Emperor's exclusive favor?"
"This poem has a strong autumnal feel and a profound artistic conception; it is much better than Miss Qiu's poem just now."
Mo Qingkui raised her chin slightly, thoroughly enjoying the admiring gazes of the crowd.
She is a time-traveling woman who has received nine years of compulsory education.
Having transmigrated to this fictional dynasty, I can easily win them over with just a poem I can recite, making them admire my talent.
So what if she just recites ancient poems directly?
Who can expose her? Who can do anything about her?
These foolish ancient people, they played with them like dogs.
Mo Qingkui's eyes and brows radiated a sense of smug satisfaction. "I was merely acting on a whim."
Her deliberate humility drew a new round of praise from the crowd.
Gao Yunzhi pursed her lips and muttered under her breath, "Disgusting..."
Qin Jiuwei chuckled inwardly upon hearing her voice; Yunzhi was still the same Yunzhi.
It's only when you vent your frustrations quietly that you feel truly satisfied; you can't keep anything to yourself.
Qin Jiuwei was already used to this kind of scene; it was the same in her previous life.
Mo Qingkui composed a poem, and after the Emperor praised it, the concubines praised it again.
All she had to do was remain quiet and wait for things to pass.
Qin Jiuwei picked up the teacup beside her, preparing to drink tea in silence.
However, before she could even taste the tea, she suddenly heard someone mention her name.
"Your Highness, I've heard that the wife of the Heir Apparent Xie is also very skilled at composing poetry."
Gao Shuyu spoke with a cold smile in her eyes.
Upon hearing this, Qin Jiuwei looked in the direction the voice came from and saw Gao Shuyu's arrogant face. Her eyes narrowed slightly.
Why is this woman still so restless?
She hadn't even confronted Xie Yanli about the aphrodisiac she gave him before, and now she's deliberately trying to make her the target of her hatred.
This woman is really annoying.
Upon hearing this, Mo Qingkui raised an eyebrow. Someone who's good at writing poetry? They're asking for it.
She turned to look at Qin Jiuwei, her eyes cold, "You're quite good at writing poetry?"
Qin Jiu smiled slightly and said calmly, "He only knows a few characters; he can't be considered a poet."
She must be crazy to compete with the favored concubine for the title of talented woman.
In her previous life, she discovered that Consort Chen cared a great deal about the title of "talented woman".
At that time, there was a concubine in the palace who was also very good at composing poetry, which even earned her some praise from the emperor.
Later, that concubine suddenly fell ill and died...
Gao Shuyu's attempt to incite her to fight against Consort Chen was a gross underestimation of her stupidity.
Mo Qingkui nodded in satisfaction when she heard that she couldn't write poetry.
The title of talented woman belongs to her, and no one can take it away from her.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Qingkui's gaze fell on Qin Jiuwei's face. Seeing how beautiful she was, she couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy and inexplicable displeasure.
However, she quickly comforted herself, thinking that no matter how good-looking she was, she was just a talentless bum and couldn't compare to her.
Qin Jiuwei coldly shifted her gaze away from Mo Qingkui.
She had seen Consort Chen's rude and arrogant manner countless times in her past life.
Seeing that Qin Jiuwei hadn't taken the bait, Gao Shuyu was annoyed and asked, "May I ask what Lady Xie is skilled at?"
"My husband is so incredibly talented, yet his wife is completely incompetent..." She sneered, "It's laughable if word gets out."
Gao Yunzhi frowned and glared coldly at Gao Shuyu.
Why speak so harshly? If she scares her little beauty, she'll never forgive Gao Shuyu!
Qin Jiuwei didn't want to pay any attention to Gao Shuyu.
After all, Prince Qi was already at his limit, and the destruction of Prince Qi's mansion was only a matter of time. Gao Shuyu's arrogance wouldn't last long either.
But she simply couldn't tolerate Gao Shuyu's repeated provocations and insults.
Her gaze fell on Gao Shuyu, her voice icy, "I am skilled in painting."
Upon hearing this, Gao Shuyu's eyes immediately lit up.
A confident smile curved her lips. "I'm also skilled in painting. How about we have a competition?"
If she can't marry Prince Xie, then she'll find a way to outdo Qin Jiuwei in other areas.
Qin Jiuwei narrowed her eyes slightly; Gao Shuyu really wasn't giving up.
However, her paintings are also quite impressive.
In her previous life, she lived a lonely and desolate life in the palace, where she learned many things to pass the time, including painting.
I never expected that I would use all of these things in this lifetime.
Qin Jiuwei's eyes turned slightly cold as she replied, "Alright, I agree."
Seeing that she agreed, Gao Shuyu's eyes lit up even more.
A malicious smile curled at the corner of her lips. "Since it's a competition, there must be a wager. Whoever loses has to kneel down and kowtow to the other."
Qin Jiuwei naturally had no objections.
Gao Shuyu dug a pit for himself to fall into, and she wouldn't stop him.
"Yanli, your wife is also skilled in painting?" Gao Xian turned and asked.
He originally thought Qin Jiuwei was just good-looking, but he didn't expect her to be so talented.
Gao Xian narrowed his long, phoenix-shaped eyes and looked down at Qin Jiuwei.
Xie Yanli's dark eyes were deep and unfathomable. This... he didn't know either.
"Who do you think will win?" Gao Xian asked, raising an eyebrow.
Without waiting for his reply, he chuckled to himself, "You must bet your wife will win."
Xie Yanli's expression softened slightly. "Of course."
Seeing him like this, Gao Xian felt inexplicably annoyed again.
He pursed his lips and deliberately said, "I don't think so. Gao Shuyu's paintings were personally taught by court painters. I have seen them myself, and they are indeed quite good."
The King of Qi doted on this daughter. Knowing that Gao Shuyu loved painting, he asked him to allow Gao Shuyu to enter the palace and study painting under the court painters.
He had already investigated Qin Jiuwei's identity; she was just a concubine's daughter in the Qin family.
How could the painting master hired by the Qin family compare to the court painter?
Xie Yanli didn't speak, his cold face remained expressionless, but the corners of his lips curved slightly.
Qin Jiuwei will definitely win.
Gao Xian became even more irritated when he saw that he did not answer.
Is their relationship really that good?
At this moment, he remembered the King of Qi he had just mentioned, and couldn't help but recall the King of Qi's plan to rebel.
Gao Xian's expression grew even colder and more unpleasant.
Why are there so many worries lately?!
Gao Xian took a deep breath, and his hands, which were fiddling with the jade prayer beads, quickened their pace.
But instead of calming down, the agitation in his heart intensified, and he finally threw the prayer beads onto the table next to him.