Every woman present was well-read, and the news soon reached Qin Xi, who sighed inwardly.
She didn't want to play this pointless game of wordplay with them, but she couldn't refuse so many people's requests.
He wanted to stand up and say a few words, but Princess Zhaoyang stopped him.
"Sister Qin is known for her talent; she can't be fooled so easily, can she?"
Qin Xi looked up at her: "Oh? Then how can I pass?"
Princess Zhaoyang was waiting for her to say this: "At least you must compose a poem. It should praise both the bamboo and the people."
After saying that, she added, "The real skill is when no one can guess who it is."
Women of this age, striving to stand out, each possess a unique charm. Princess Zhaoyang's question, seemingly simple, was actually a deliberate attempt to make things difficult.
Qin Xi smiled easily, confidently saying, "Isn't that simple?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than someone sneered, "Miss Qin, don't be too happy yet. None of the ladies here are fools."
Turning her head, she saw that it was indeed An Zhuoyi, staring at her with disdain.
Qin Qi glanced at her casually, her lips slightly parted:
"The verdant green resembles the rising sun, and the jade flute's sound echoes constantly. Sima's heart is known to all, yet he remains silent, laughing at his own foolishness."
The first two lines praise the bamboo, and the last two lines "praise" the person, entirely in accordance with Princess Zhaoyang's rules. Even though it doesn't quite conform to the rules of poetry, no one can refute it.
But Sima Zhao's intentions are obvious to everyone...
Isn't this just putting Princess Zhaoyang's secrets on the table and making fun of her?
Her expression flickered between light and shadow, and her hands were clenched into fists.
Everyone understood the unspoken understanding, but they looked at each other in silence.
Who would dare say that?
Those who were initially dissatisfied with Qin Xi's confidence were now speechless.
Just kidding, who would dare to expose Princess Zhaoyang's shortcomings in public! Not to mention that she is the only princess in the current dynasty, no one can surpass her in terms of the degree of favor she enjoys.
I just can't stand her arrogant and domineering attitude. If I say a few bad things about her behind her back, I have to be careful because the walls have ears!
"How was it?" Qin Xi raised an eyebrow, her tone somewhat nonchalant.
Princess Zhaoyang's lips were stiff, and she could barely hear herself speak: "...Could any of my sisters guess who is described in Sister Qin's poem?"
The noble ladies below stared at each other, shaking their heads in disbelief.
Who dares to say that? To say it, whether right or wrong, is to put oneself in a difficult position.
If she says the wrong thing, she'll be ridiculed by the other ladies in the circle; but if she says the right thing...
Anzhuoyi shrank his neck, feeling a chill on the back of his neck. He didn't care about being embarrassed and shook his head.
Seeing that no one spoke, Qin Qi raised an eyebrow as expected and looked at Princess Zhaoyang, spreading her hands helplessly: "It seems that no one has guessed it."
As she spoke, she added, "Has the princess guessed it?"
Princess Zhaoyang's face turned pale and then purple with anger, but she still had to maintain her composure: "...No. Sister Qin is indeed well-read; none of my sisters could guess it."
"Shall I reveal the 'answer'?" Qin Xi asked warmly.
Princess Zhaoyang's face turned ashen. She took a deep breath and clenched her hands tightly: "...No need, let everyone guess for a while longer."
"Oh~" Qin Xi nodded, drawing out the sound.
She sat down under everyone's gaze, calmly picked up her wine glass, and took a sip.
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