Upon hearing this, Mo Yan looked at Yuan Ling with newfound respect. However, Yuan Ling probably didn't know that even the Empress Dowager's niece wasn't an original creation.

Just because you remember something doesn't mean you understand its meaning. There are so many poems here, and they may not even have figured out the meaning and artistic conception of each one.

Some of these stories are about friendship, family, the Double Ninth Festival, the Dragon Boat Festival, and others are about personal life experiences.

Putting aside everything else, Li Bai's life was full of ups and downs, and each poem was written in a different state of mind, so the meaning of each poem is different.

To put it more bluntly, you two girls can write about the feeling of old age? Have you ever seen the scenery beyond the Great Wall? Do you even know what a battlefield is?

There are also some female poets who write poems about their husbands. How can you know what they're feeling?

Some of them were even laced with sarcasm; do you know what they meant?

What's the point of just memorizing it? You're not the person in question, you don't understand their intentions or feelings, right?

There are too many loopholes. If you were asked to explain what happened, you would immediately be defeated.

Not to mention Ning Yixuan, that brain-dead idiot. It's probably because they forcibly interfered with the timeline with their brain-dead nature. So most of these brain-dead idiots don't have brains or intelligence. They only have the forced blessing of luck, making people easily believe what they say. But as long as you have a strong will, you shouldn't be completely unaware of anything.

So, is Yuan Ling considered to have a strong will?

Mo Yan really couldn't understand it. You could say he was brain-dead, but everything he did just happened to bring him benefits.

Whether it was meeting the original owner, falling deeply in love, or the sudden change at the end, it tells everyone that the reason the empress stayed at home was because she didn't want him to have a harem.

Good heavens, it was all the original owner's fault; he was a deeply affectionate but unlucky emperor.

Now that the time is almost up, a favored concubine has appeared. He is willing to live and die for this woman, to bestow the title of Consort Chen upon her, and to become incompetent for her sake, allowing the ministers to seize power while he only needs to check the seals. He has become a puppet emperor. But is this really the case?

Is this really something an emperor would do?

"Mo Yan, why are you looking at me like that? Am I wrong?"

Yuan Ling felt flustered as Mo Yan kept watching him, wondering if he had done something wrong.

"No, Your Majesty is right. It is shameless. These are poems that people have worked hard to write. They are their life's work. How can they be trampled on like this?"

Ning Yixuan, you plagiarized other people's poetry collections, so you're demoted to a lower-ranking concubine. Since you won't admit it, then you'll just have to be a lower-ranking concubine.

The term "daying" means that you have to answer to anyone who calls you, whether they are noble ladies or concubines, you can order them around at will.

Ning Yixuan could not accept this result at all. "Your Majesty, how can you say that? This is my hard work."

When she first arrived, she asked around and found that there were no poets at all. So why couldn't she write down those poems every day?

"Your hard work?" Mo Yan smiled and beckoned to a palace maid beside her, "Go and fetch the Dowager Consort's niece's poetry collection and show it to our Lady Consort."

The palace maid quickly brought it over and threw it directly in front of Ning Yixuan.

Ning Yixuan opened it and saw that it contained all the poems she had written.

"See that? This girl started writing when she was five and continued until she was 15. It took her ten years to write this much, and you wrote it all in one night? You're really something. Even if you're going to lie, at least make it believable, understand?"

Ning Yixuan fell directly to the ground. How could this be? Could she also be a time traveler?