But Yu Chenfeng didn't mind. He patted Shu Jiaying's hand and comforted her softly, "It's no big deal. Superficial things can never compare to the real thing. In my heart, I think your poems are great."
Shu Jiaying wanted to explain that this wasn't her poem, but seeing Zhong Lihua's smug look, as if she'd already won, she immediately continued, "The clouds resemble clothes, the flowers resemble beauty, the spring breeze brushes against the threshold, the dew is gorgeous. If we hadn't met on the top of the Jade Mountain, we would have met under the moon on the Jade Terrace."
Before Zhong Lihua could speak, she continued, "The fragrance of heaven dyed my clothes wet at night, and the beauty of the country was drunk in the morning and still hasn't woken up.
The peony flowers smile and the golden hairpins move, and the news of the purple bamboo shoots from Wuxing comes.
Concubine Zhong, do you have any other poems?"
"I……"
Originally, Concubine Zhong had some, but was interrupted by Shu Jiaying's string of high-class poems. Her mind suddenly became blank. She couldn't compete with the peony flower, and she didn't want to embarrass herself too much, so she shook her head and said, "I can't compose a better poem."
When He Xinhui heard this, she wondered how she could be willing to let Shu Jiaying win the competition. She asked the female guests present, "Does anyone have any better lines? Fengming girl, you're usually quite good at reciting poems and composing essays. Why didn't I see you show us off today?"
Li Fengming's ink in her belly was not even comparable to Zhong Lihua's, let alone her ability to challenge Shu Jiaying. She admitted defeat and said, "Your Majesty, I am not talented. I can't think of a better poem."
"What about all the ladies present here? Can't you think of any other poems?"
Although they were reluctant to admit it, they had nothing to say, so the young ladies present could only nod and admit defeat, saying, "We, the servants, can't think of any other poems."
The corners of He Xinhui's mouth trembled. She didn't expect that there were nearly a hundred women at this banquet, but none of them could compare to Shu Jiaying?
So angry!
But He Xinhui couldn't bear to show her anger, so she could only hide her displeasure with a smile. She had no choice but to announce, "Princess Chen wins the first round of this competition. Hehehe... To win the title of Hand of a Hundred Flowers, one naturally needs more than just one specialty. In my eyes, or perhaps even in the eyes of ordinary people, only a woman who can enter the kitchen and handle the living room is the epitome of the best woman. We've won the poetry competition, and the remaining two rounds are cooking and beauty contest. Let's see who can win the remaining two rounds. Let's ask His Majesty to read out the procedures for the cooking competition!"
He Xinhui has eaten the food cooked by Zhong Lihua, especially her desserts, which really melt in the mouth and are full of collagen. Even now, when He Xinhui recalls the taste, she still has endless aftertaste, so she is sure that Zhong Lihua will definitely win this round, and it will be a one-to-one situation.
The next and last round is a beauty contest. As long as He Xinhui secretly signals everyone to vote for Zhong Lihua, Zhong Lihua will definitely win.
So even if Shu Jiaying wins a game, she is doomed to lose in the end.
Having already made up her mind, He Xinhui calmly waited for Yu Jianxuan to announce the details of the upcoming competition.
Yu Jianxuan took out the prepared rules and said, "This competition will be conducted by drawing lots to determine the tasks to be completed by the contestants. After the number is drawn, there will be a note with the requirements. All contestants must strictly follow the instructions and no cheating is allowed. Okay... the cooking competition officially begins."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
