Fast Travel Shiranui System: Phoenix Pro

Chapter 32 Antique (32)

What kind of magical operation is this? Even Feng Lin was dumbfounded.

Feng Lin took Zhang Wuniang's body into his arms, with a depressed expression on his face.

Well, she is the only one left to face Princess Zhao's anger.

"What did you... talk to them about?"

Feng Lin blinked.

Princess Zhao said angrily, "You guys have been outside for so long, what did you talk about?"

Hmm...Feng Lin finally understood why Princess Zhao's face was so stinky.

"We talked about Du Liuniang's marriage."

Princess Zhao thought for a while and said, "Du Liuniang? The one with the sharpest face, who cries at every turn, and who still likes Mr. Yuan San?"

Feng Lin looked shocked: "She likes Young Master Yuan San? Why didn't I know?"

"Of course you don't know, you..." Princess Zhao glanced at her, stopped talking, and changed the topic: "Unfortunately, Young Master Yuan San is already engaged, and the young lady is still Mrs. Chenghua. The princess's great-granddaughter, you and I are also cousins."

Feng Lin has really learned a lot now.

It's no wonder that Du Liuniang hugged Mrs. Yuan without hugging anyone. Even when she was crying, she made a special pose to give Mrs. Yuan a perfect signal of grievance.

Damn...she is really a talent!

"Then why is she following Mrs. Yuan?"

Princess Zhao glanced at her: "How do I know? I'm not her!"

Feng Lin choked.

Also, with such a strange brain circuit, only Du Liuniang can understand her purpose, right?
"Should we just sit on the sidelines and do nothing?"

"Then what do you want to do?"

"...No, I don't know."

Princess Zhao said: "If you want to have a showdown with Du Liuniang, that's fine too. But she has never provoked you, and you broke up her only connection with Mr. Yuansan for no reason, and may even directly affect her marriage... ...Why should you find yourself unhappy?
"Let's talk about Mrs. Yuan. Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?! She is a truly talented woman. When the little sister is sad, she naturally has to comfort her. Fame is something you earn, and it doesn't take three, five, or six years of hard work. It’s impossible to create momentum. It’s been decades since Dayu founded the country. Don’t you know where her talent and fame can be used? I really admire you for your courage to go into such a big puddle of muddy water!
"You and Zhang Wuniang... Forget it, don't mention her, she's a foodie! Do you know what she's talking about at my door? It's all pear blossom ice cream, golden umbrella and snow jade soup! I really... even scolded her Mouth is hungry!
"You...you don't practice martial arts well, you can't even run away from a weak beauty like Wu Niang! Do you have any other great skills besides being able to write a few poems?! In your life, what have you done with all your strength? ?!"

Princess Zhao complained a lot, and finally ended abruptly with Feng Lin's chapter, drawing a perfect exclamation mark.

Feng Lin thought about it, and said honestly, "No."

Princess Zhao glanced at her and laughed angrily.

"Let me ask you, are you the one who wrote the poems that were handed out?"

Feng Lin racked her brains, but she still couldn't remember this part of her memory... Could it be that she copied it?
Impossible!

First of all, these verses are not the works of the ancestors seen in 2xxx years, so the original Fenglin did not come from time travel.

Secondly, these poems have a novel point of entry, and the creators cannot write them without more than ten years of artistic influence, let alone the inscription and Feng Chu's seal as evidence.

In the end, I didn't become famous until I was 14 years old when I wrote poems. If I really want to advertise myself, I have to be as dedicated as Mrs. Yuan Da!People are the conscience of the industry!
Feng Lin said with a sad face: "My father's seal is still engraved on it, so it should not be fake."

Princess Zhao just breathed a sigh of relief that she had no crush on the wrong person, then she heard Feng Lin say again: "It's just that I'm afraid I won't be able to write such a good poem again."

"what!"

Princess Zhao didn't roar, but said calmly, "I annoyed the king of Anping, the Yang family, and the Liu family because of you... Now you tell me that you can't write poems anymore? Huh?"

The word "um" at the end almost went to Feng Lin's heart.

Tears welled up in Feng Lin's eyes, and he looked up at Princess Zhao: "This time I fell into the water, I forgot some things, but I also gained a lot, let me show you..."

Princess Zhao said coldly: "Don't call me Zhao Zhao!"

　There might be a cold war... I'm so good. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)