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Qi Nanling listened to the whispers of the crowd and said with some concern:
"Axing, if you don't know how, just recite this from me. I just did it. Remember..."
Si Jinxing curved her lips into a smile, patted her hands, and consoled her: "I won't let our Eighth Princess lose face!"
After she finished speaking, she stood up and said loudly:
"Since that's the case, I'll open your eyes."
"A pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone, without a companion. I raise my cup to invite the bright moon, and my shadow and I become three."
"The sentry drum stops people from walking, a wild goose cries in the autumn at the border. The dew starts to turn white tonight, the moon is bright in my hometown."
Si Jinxing opened his mouth and recited two poems by Li Bai and Du Fu. It's no big deal to use the masters' poems, right?
After she finished reading, the hall fell silent. Someone started clapping first, and then the sound of praise continued.
Si Jinxing sat down with a guilty conscience, raised his head and drank a cup of tea, then made an excuse to go out for the bathroom and took Luzhu out of Fuhe Hall.
She left behind two poems for everyone in the hall to savor carefully.
Qi Moli never knew that she was so lonely in her heart? Raising a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow and I became three people?
Si Junshan, however, recalled the time when he was gazing at the moon at the border, missing his wife and daughter...
Si Jinyue, who was still waiting to see the excitement, never expected it to be like this. How could that girl write poetry? And write it so well?!
Si Jinxing stood on the corridor outside the palace, looking at the bright moon in the sky, and really felt homesick.
Suddenly, a male voice came from behind:
"Second sister, we meet again!"
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