Seeing Gu Jian's confident demeanor, Queen Lin Shiyu was filled with anticipation and said in a soft voice, "Du Dafu, I will bear witness for you. Let's begin now."

Gu Jian glanced in the direction of the beaded curtain.

The beaded curtain blocked any prying eyes, yet with his double pupils, he could clearly see Queen Lin Shiyu's beautiful figure and her charming and stunningly beautiful face.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Gu Jian smiled slightly, pondered for a moment, and then slowly stepped forward.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he exuded an ethereal, otherworldly aura.

Then, the first poem from the Book of Songs was recited.

"The ospreys cry 'guan guan' on the river's islet. A fair maiden is the object of a gentleman's affections."

The watercress grows unevenly, drifting left and right. A graceful and virtuous lady, I long for her day and night…

"..."

Upon hearing the poems recited by Gu Jian, everyone present had their eyes light up.

In that instant, they seemed to see a couple of lovers, whispering sweet nothings to each other.

It was so wonderful, so moving, full of joy and happiness.

Lin Shiyu's beautiful eyes also lit up slightly.

As Gu Jian looked towards the beaded curtain, her gaze met his.

In that instant, Lin Shiyu felt as if she had fallen in love with poetry.

She became the female protagonist in the poem, and Gu Jian was the male protagonist.

They fell in love and relied on each other in poetry, their passion and devotion were so intense that they forgot themselves, and they were even entangled in each other's emotions.

Realizing this, Lin Shiyu's stunning face beneath her veil flushed crimson.

Looking at Gu Jian's handsome and dashing appearance, her heart began to pound wildly.

After realizing what was happening, Lin Shiyu suppressed the pounding in her heart and asked Gu Jian in a soft voice, "Mr. Zimei, what is the name of this poem?"

Gu Jian smiled slightly.

"Your Majesty. This poem is titled 'Guanju'."

"Guanju!" Queen Lin Shiyu read it aloud and found the poem's title to be very unique.

The talented men around them all brightened up.

Ye Chen frowned slightly, a sense of unease creeping into his heart for some reason.

"Next is the second song."

Gu Jian smiled slightly, took another step forward, looked in the direction of the beaded curtain, and recited the second love poem.

"Oh Heaven! I wish to be with you forever, and live a long and prosperous life."

"Until the mountains crumble, the rivers run dry, winter thunder roars, summer snow falls, and heaven and earth unite, only then will I part from you."

Lin Shiyu's delicate body trembled.

She understood the meaning of the poem.

"Oh God! I want to love you and let our love never fade."

"Unless mountains turn to flatlands, mighty rivers dry up, harsh winters bring thunder, and scorching summers bring snow, and heaven and earth merge and unite, only then will I relentlessly abandon my feelings for you!"

Lin Shiyu knew that Gu Jian had written it for the poetry gathering.

However, because Gu Jian kept staring at her while reciting the poem, she vaguely felt that Gu Jian was confessing his love to her.

Even though she knew it was just his hallucination.

Because of the beaded curtain between them, Gu Jian should not be able to see her.

Furthermore, to Lin Shiyu's surprise, even though she felt that Gu Jian had inappropriate thoughts about her, she didn't dislike him at all.

Realizing this, Queen Lin Shiyu's stunningly beautiful face turned even redder, and her heart began to pound even faster.

"Until the mountains crumble and the heavens and earth unite, I will never part from you."

Lin Shiyu murmured the poem again.

The exquisite and moving poems made her tremble, as if she were floating on air, about to fly to the clouds.

The talented men around them were all shocked.

They clearly understood the two poems and knew their extraordinary nature.

The two critics were completely dumbfounded.

I can hardly believe that this young man has such talent.

Now Gu Jian takes two steps and composes two poems, each one a masterpiece.

In their view, it is not only better than "Love is a Light", but also on par with "Untitled", which was praised as a national treasure poem.

Without a doubt, both of these poems are national treasures.

There are such talented people in the world.

Such talent truly befits the title of "Poet Saint".

The entire poetry gathering became somewhat agitated.

Ye Chen felt even more uneasy.

Gu Jian ignored the commotion. This time, he didn't look in the direction of the beaded curtain, but slowly turned around and looked in the other direction, which was exactly where Feng Yantong was.

Then, the third poem was slowly recited.

"Last night's stars, last night's wind, the painted pavilion to the west, the cassia hall to the east."

Though we lack the wings of a phoenix to fly together, our hearts are connected by a single thread of understanding…

What?!

Feng Yantong kept her eyes fixed on Gu Jian.

Upon hearing this poem, Feng Yantong's heart trembled.

As the supreme ruler of the phoenix, Feng Yantong also understands poetry.

Especially the line "Though we lack the wings of a phoenix to fly together, our hearts are connected by a single thread of understanding," which made her heart tremble.

She clearly understood the meaning of the poem—

Although we do not have the wings of a phoenix and cannot fly side by side, our hearts are as close as the rhinoceros horn, and our feelings are deeply connected.

Watching Gu Jian recite these lines of poetry to her.

Feng Yantong wondered, did Gu Jian know that she liked him, and that he also liked her?

Was he using poetry to express his feelings to her?

Realizing this, Feng Yantong's heart began to pound wildly.

She wondered if her unrequited love had finally paid off.

The next instant, Feng Yantong's body trembled again.

Because, with Gu Jian taking another step forward, his poems became even more moving.

"Having seen the vast ocean, other waters seem insignificant; having beheld the clouds of Wushan, other clouds seem pale in comparison."

I've idly strolled through the flowerbeds, too lazy to look back; half my heart is devoted to cultivating the Tao, half to you.

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