Chapter 939

Doesn't Mu Sisi like to show off his natural talent, be proud and his articles shine through the ages?

At that time, the little fox really wants to see what is called the scene of poetry rollover.

I wonder if he lianmo Xuan could offer up this beautiful, weak and well-educated female writer at that time?

……

Thinking of this scene, the little fox couldn't help bending his eyebrows and eyes.

In the original owner's wish, there was a hope that slag men and slag women would hate to see each other. The little fox is not a bad man with the heart of the virgin. Since both of them offended the original owner, she doesn't feel how insidious her move is.

At best, it's called eliminating harm for the people.

……

Su Rui sees Su Qinghuan's smiling crescent eyes and can't help being distracted by her beauty for a moment.

"You, aren't you holding back your bad heart again?"

"Shh, those who know me can't say it sincerely, brother."

Su Qinghuan makes a strange expression towards Su Rui.

Su Rui smiled helplessly, then took the collection of poems handed by Su Qinghuan and used it to symbolically touch the woman's forehead.

"I try to think of some ghost ideas on weekdays. Sometimes I really doubt whether you were changed by goblins. Otherwise, how could you have so many strange ideas?"

"If I really become a goblin, would you still like me?"

Su Rui smiled pointlessly.

"Why should I care about this? Many people used to say that I'm a kid and I'm not in good health. Now it's reasonable for a patient to have a goblin."

"Tut tut Tut, then I've lost a lot. It's said that goblins need men's essence Qi to support them. But I think brother Jinyan, you really don't have any essence Qi to feed me."

"How dare you dislike your brother?"

Su Qinghuan's playful appearance is really not right, but the woman is too beautiful. Even if she is such a rogue, people can't blame her.

Su Rui couldn't help knocking Su Qinghuan's head again with the collection of poems.

"Hey, don't knock me on the head. I won't be tall."

"Your present size is enough."

Su Rui glances at Su Qinghuan casually, and accidentally glances at Su Qinghuan's skirt.

In fact... Although the original owner is beautiful, he is still slim. He is definitely not the devil figure loved by some men.

Therefore, Su Qinghuan couldn't help but look tomato red after being teased by Su Rui.

She stared at Su Rui with a groan and hurriedly protected her with both hands.

"Bah, I was also said to be Meng lang. in fact, someone is the real tramp."

“……”

The prime minister was crowned with such a reputation. Su Rui didn't know whether to laugh or be helpless.

In fact, can he say that he really didn't mean what Su Qinghuan said just now?

……

The man shook his head and finally picked up the collection of poems and turned it carefully. When passing through some poems in it, the man came up with the scene of being in the hall of diligence that day.

At that time, he lianmo Xuan and WAN bin Mu Sisi really took the song of going to wine as the best of their life.

Unfortunately, I'm afraid it's not Wanbin's ink.

……

Thinking of this, Su Rui couldn't help chopping at Su Qinghuan. He shook the poetry collection in his hand at Su Qinghuan.

"Qinghuan, did you know that the empress Wanbin stole people's poems long ago?"

"Yes."

Su Qinghuan sat casually by the edge of the bed, his legs shaking unconsciously, revealing a faint plain line.

Although he had known that the girl didn't avoid him much in the boudoir, the man was still distracted. He subconsciously moved his eyes and then coughed.

"In that case, why don't you expose her when you're not in the palace?"

For others, I'm afraid I can't sit still in the face of a husband and rival who murdered me in a dream?

How can you wait so long?

If Su Qinghuan really took out such a collection of poems in front of Helian Moxuan, he was afraid that Helian Moxuan would not believe Mu Sisi's rhetoric at all.

Because there are many kinds of poems in this collection, and every sentence is a good sentence through the ages, it is also marked with the author's name by Su Qinghuan.

Even if those writers can't know where they really come from because they can't be textual research, if Su Qinghuan wants to use this to invite merit, why bother to write their names, learn from the Wanbin, and take all this for himself?

……

"Because I just want to find an occasion where they can't get down on the spot."

Su Qinghuan smiled at the thief.

She waved to Su Rui. The man was stunned. He soon understood the meaning of the woman and sat next to the woman according to her heart.

"You say."

Su Qinghuan approached Su Rui's ear tip. She took the man's sleeve with one hand, then wiped the man's ear with her thin lip and whispered softly.

"You think, if I also say that this is what I dreamed of in my dream, I'm afraid that Mu Sisi will have to argue with me, but if I say that we accidentally turned out this collection of poems in the garden of the prime minister's house?"

"Just because the paper was broken and didn't mean to spoil people's beauty, thousands of copies were specially reprinted for people in the capital to appreciate."

"I'm afraid that Mu Sisi will be really angry at that time. We don't have to struggle with her at all, and other talents will come out for us."

"When is the spring flower and Autumn Moon, and how much we know about the past, is she the one who hates the subjugation of the country? She is also the one who has the ambition to eat Hu Lu meat and laugh about her thirst for Xiongnu blood? She can not only enjoy the wind and the moon, but also have the ambition to operate a knife?"

"There are thousands of things in this poetry collection that she can't tell a lie. It's someone else's life experience. She easily plagiarized other people's poetry caihuadu in a dream. It's really cheap. She still has such a big show beside the scum of Helian Moxuan..."

Su Rui looked at Su Qinghuan's beautiful appearance, and the man was stunned subconsciously.

"Qinghuan... In your heart, do you still mind your Majesty's betraying you and cheating you so far?"

Su Qinghuan saw that the man was probably sipping vinegar. She quickly shook her head.

"Don't get me wrong. I don't like the dog emperor at all. I just want to see their dog bite the dog and have a mouth of hair."

"Poof..."

Even Su Rui couldn't help laughing.

"You, even in private, how can you say that, your majesty? What if someone else hears you? It's better to speak carefully and act carefully."

"You are no one else."

……

A dazzling time, the Mid Autumn Festival will come.

Su Qinghuan was thankful that she had been feeding xueyanhua continuously these days. What shocked her more was that xueyanhua blossomed and fruited on the morning of the Mid Autumn Festival.

However, the fruit is still very small. According to system 233, the plant is strange. If they are lucky, they will completely grow mature fruit when they return from the lamp meeting at night, but if it doesn't happen, I'm afraid it will take half a month.

System 233 said so. Su Qinghuan could only restrain his anxiety and went out with Su Rui first.

Su Rui originally wanted Su Qinghuan to look so gorgeous in the capital. The woman pretended to be too eye-catching and planned to let her pretend to be her own little boy.

But Su Qinghuan didn't like it. She still wore a Ru skirt and wore a ferocious Kunlun slave mask to cover her face, which made Su Rui slightly relieved.

"Qinghuan, do you want a sugar man?"

Su Rui also wore the same mask on his face and smiled gently at Su Qinghuan. Su Qinghuan was trying to answer. Suddenly, he noticed the couple not far away