Every sentence and every word made her love it to the core.
Every time she wrote it, she was deeply impressed by the talent exuded by the poem.
They were all shocked from the bottom of their hearts.
After writing it more than ten times, she straightened up and let out a long breath.
She said to the maid beside her: "Qingxing, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't believe that the little guy actually has such talent."
Qing Xing was as calm as ever, with no trace of emotion in his tone: "This is a very good thing for me, Da Gan."
Jiang Wan'er smiled and sighed, "Yes, in the battle of Mubei City, my Dagan won a complete victory. Now there is a literary star like Zhao Hao, which is a sign of great prosperity for both civil and military affairs. God bless my Dagan!"
She ascended the throne at the age of twenty and ruled the world.
Over the past ten years, what we have sought is to make Daigan even more powerful and stand tall among the nations.
No one knew what kind of pressure she was under.
No one knew how she was trembling with fear and treading on thin ice.
Ten years later, she finally saw the light of hope.
With gunpowder, there are bombs.
A Wenquxing also appeared.
She suddenly realized that all these were brought by the little guy Zhao Hao.
Just as she was thinking this, Princess Yongning walked in quickly from outside.
"Royal sister, I heard that the royal sister summoned Zhao Hao?"
Jiang Wan'er put down her pen and looked up at Princess Yongning.
"Mubei City's great victory this time was definitely his credit. I summoned him to encourage him."
Princess Yongning was about to continue speaking when her beautiful eyes caught sight of the dozen or so poems that Jiang Wan'er had just written.
She reached out and picked up one, reading it softly.
Then, all the pores on the body opened.
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