Chapter 46

Yu Qing was stunned for a second, but didn't realize what it meant to go to heaven, could it be that he attained Taoism and ascended to immortality?

Yu Qing hadn't realized it yet, looking at Xiao Yueyao in front of her, her gaze was only respectful and admiring.

Xiao Yueyao glanced over the crowd, twitched the corner of her mouth, took Yuqing's folding fan, pointed to the distance, and paused every word, "Goose, goose, goose..."

Everyone looked in the direction Xiao Yueyao pointed, and found five mallard ducks swimming in the lake.

Momentarily confused.

Isn't that a duck?

Just listen to Xiao Yueyao's next sentence: "Quxiang Xiangtiange."

Everyone's expression is full of emotion, good poetry, good poetry!

When Yu Qing heard this, she almost knelt down to Xiao Yueyao.

But Xiao Yueyao suddenly turned her head and slapped him on the head three times, "Black hair floats in green water."

Yuqing cried out in pain.

Amid the yelling, Xiao Yueyao said the last sentence.

"Anthurium clack clack!"

When the words fall, a poem is exhausted.

There was a trace of clarity in the confusion among the crowd, and a trace of confusion in the clarity.

The lake in the lake is obviously a mallard, so how could it be a goose?

Where else is the black hair?

Anthurium, are you talking about Concubine Xiao's hand?

After Xiao Yueyao finished reading this poem, she threw the folding fan in Yu Qing's arms.

Yu Qing hurriedly caught the folding fan in her arms, followed behind Xiao Yueyao and asked puzzledly: "Miss Concubine Xiao, what does your poem mean... Could it be that the geese in the distance are for you to look at and want to hit someone?"

Xiao Yueyao turned around suddenly, Yu Qing hurriedly stopped, smiled compensatingly, and waited for Xiao Yueyao's explanation.

The way Xiao Yueyao looked at Yu Qing made Yu Qing feel that the person standing in front of him was the teacher who was in charge of teaching when he was a child. Thinking about it was really a nightmare.

Xiao Yueyao hated that iron cannot be made into steel, and explained: "The meaning in my poem is, I hope you will be a goose, don't let others be that mallard. If you let other people's black hair go green, you will definitely be the one who will be beaten."

"Oh..." Yu Qing let out a long sigh, pretending to have suddenly realized, as if he was being pointed out by an expert.

In fact, Xiao Yueyao also knew that Yu Qing definitely didn't understand.

It's not good for this infatuated male lead to like anyone, not the woman who likes the male lead.

You make the male protagonist green, the male protagonist will definitely not let you go!

Do it for yourself, Sao Nian.

Yu Qing thought for a while, she seemed unwilling, and wanted to catch up and ask.

But as soon as he took a step, Yemo's cold eyes fell on him, warning and dangerous.

Yu Qing stopped abruptly, looked up at the sky with a stiff head, and sighed: "This is so white."

The servant beside him also looked up at him, "Master, isn't the sky blue?"

"Get rolling." Yu Qing imitated the way Xiao Yueyao beat herself just now, and slapped the boy's head hard.

there.

Xiao Yueyao walked over and stood in front of Ye Mohan, protesting aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, my concubine is hungry."

"Yeah." Ye Mohan looked at her little face, he had seen it just now, Xiao Yueyao had been looking at the vegetables and ducklings not far away.

Xiao Yueyao continued: "Then, can the concubine resign first?"

"No." Ye Mohan personally shattered Xiao Yueyao's thoughts, "Dine with me."

After saying this, Xiao Yueyao couldn't leave the stage early.

Looking at the girl's pale little face.

Ye Mohan was silent for a while, and added: "Duck soup in the lake."

Xiao Yueyao's small face lit up three points.

"Potatoes from the field make vinegar potato shreds."

Xiao Yueyao's small face lit up seven points.

Ye Mohan continued: "After dinner, eat watermelon."

Xiao Yueyao's small face lit up all of a sudden.

"Okay, Your Majesty, the concubine will reluctantly stay and have dinner with His Majesty."

 This poem is not the original poem, the original poem is not like this~ Don’t be misled~

  Ask for tickets, ask for tickets seriously, Jiujiu is wronged, Jiujiu is sad, Jiujiu is going to hit the list!pout jpg~

  

 

(End of this chapter)

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