Chapter 57 Poetry Party



Nanqianyue smiled gratefully at her, "Thank you, sister."

I've met that second prince at the Xingtian Auction House. According to the green-clad woman, the person sitting next to him at the time was the eldest princess.

Two empty seats were placed at the head of the men's section opposite, and the two princes went over there.

Three seats were arranged horizontally above the main seat, like judges' seats. Xu Taigong sat in the middle, Yang Yushi was on his right, and Qin Yi was on his left.

The elder took his seat, and everyone rose to pay their respects. Nan Qianyue also rose, and they all bowed in unison, saying, "Greetings, Grandfather Xu."

Nanqianyue opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Anyway, with so many voices around, she figured no one would notice her trying to blend in.

However, she found it strange that no one was bowing to Prince Anzheng and the princes.

“Elder sister, Xu Taigong’s poetry gathering judges people by their talent and learning,” Nan Kezhi whispered in her ear.

Nan Qianyue looked at her in astonishment, "Sister...you can read minds?"

Nan Kezhi smiled awkwardly, "Big sister, your doubts are written all over your face."

"Oh." Nan Qianyue quickly composed herself.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the wind and rain have ushered in spring, and the flying snow has brought spring back. Our Dongling, having been baptized by ice and snow, once again welcomes a hundred flowers and a thousand blooms..."

Old Master Xu stroked his beard, his voice, like aged wine, slowly echoing in the courtyard.

Nan Qianyue lowered her eyes slightly, focusing her attention on the table as she listened attentively, but she couldn't ignore the gaze that was constantly fixed on her from across the table.

She glanced up and saw that they were two princes.

One person scrutinized her as if she were planning something, while the other looked worried and even a little disgusted.

Southward Migration Month: ...It's nothing new.

Judging from today's atmosphere, it's more like an exam than a poetry gathering; the atmosphere is serious and utterly uninteresting.

However, even if she knew in advance that this was the exam format, she would still come; she had to come.

Because she wanted to gain fame and shed her past.

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