Hey, you are reborn too?

By the way, Jiang Mian, how about his poems?

Xie Yongwei nodded slightly with her index finger. She had never heard him compose poetry in her previous life, so she really had no idea.

Maybe he is also good at writing poetry?

A wonderful feeling surged in Xie Yongwei's heart. She clenched the handkerchief in her hand tighter, her palms sweated slightly, and her eyes unconsciously glanced in the direction of Jiang Mian.

"Thank you for your trust, Grandmother." Jiang Mian bowed his hands, his eyes were solemn, but there was no surprise on his face, "Then I will show you my ugliness."

He tilted his head slightly, with a hint of a smile on his face. His eyes stared at Xie Yongwei accurately like a hunting hawk, and his thin lips slightly opened.

Xie Yongwei's pupils suddenly shrank, and she even held her breath unconsciously, and the handkerchief in her hand was almost crushed.

How could these four lines of poetry be exactly the same as those written by Jiang Min in his previous life!

The expression on Xie Yongwei's face gradually disappeared, the look in her eyes when she looked at Jiang Mian became complicated and difficult to read, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The thing that she had been tossing and turning in countless nights in her life, fearing and worrying about, finally came true.

Jiang Mian, like her, Xie Yongwei, was reborn!

When Jiang Mian said those four lines of poetry, his eyes were fixed on Xie Yongwei. His deep eyes hid unnoticeable emotions, revealing joy, love, and a paranoia that he himself had not yet realized.

"Good," the Queen Mother was the first to applaud after hearing this. The wrinkles on her face relaxed a little, and she put down her hands that were always pounding on her waist. She looked at Jiang Mian kindly, "Mian'er, in my opinion, your talent in poetry is not inferior to Min'er."

"Grandmother, I don't deserve the honor," Jiang Mian bowed and saluted, his voice becoming more steady. "I'm actually thinking of a poem, but I don't know if I should say it out loud."

"There is another poem," the queen mother said with surprise, her eyes full of excitement, "Tell it to everyone!"

When Xie Yongwei heard this poem, which she had never heard in her previous life, she felt sad for some reason, as if this poem was related to herself.

It was a poem that used flowers to describe women. It had no fancy words, but the verses were catchy, simple yet sincere.

"Mian'er," the Queen Mother raised her eyes, a hint of teasing flashed in her eyes, and a smile hung on the corners of her mouth, "Tell me honestly, do you like any of the young ladies present?"

"Grandmother," Jiang Mian bowed, raised his hands high, and lowered his head slightly, "Please stop teasing Mian'er."

"Okay, okay," the Queen Mother leaned forward, helped Jiang Mian up, and said to herself, "It's good to have someone you like."

After listening to the second poem, Xie Yongwei looked into the void in astonishment. She was slightly shocked and said nothing. Her heartbeat even stopped for a moment.

Jiang Mian's poem seemed to be written for her, but not for her who was reborn now, but for her in her previous life.

It seems that he didn't realize that I was reborn in this life?

Xie Yongwei subconsciously looked at Jiang Mian, only to find that his gaze had shifted to her at some point.

Jiang Mian narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze passed through the clear sunlight, over the shoulders of everyone, and fell into Xie Yongwei's eyes.

How could there be... astonishment and surprise in her eyes?

Jiang Mian's pupils suddenly shrank, his breathing stopped for a moment, and his heart slowly fell as if being dragged by an invisible boulder.

However, in her previous life, after Jiang Min wrote this poem, the look she gave Jiang Min was clearly filled with only admiration and yearning.

Did I say something wrong this time?

Or should I say that the poem I wrote for her in my previous life and the passionate love I had for her should not be spoken out loud in front of everyone...

Jiang Mian's heart skipped a beat, his eyes became dim, and a faint sadness surged in his heart. His pupils shrank slightly inadvertently, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Xie Yongwei, no matter what I do, in your heart, I can never compare to Jiang Yu and Jiang Min, right?

It was not until Jiang Mian sat down that everyone cheered as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"The poem that His Highness the Seventh Prince just wrote is truly extraordinary and exquisite. I was mesmerized by his artistic conception for a while, and only just came back to my senses."

"Hey, Brother Zhao, what you said is so reasonable. Just now, who could not be fascinated by the Seventh Prince's poems?"

Everyone started talking one after another, and the atmosphere in the Imperial Garden became lively again. Even the birds were perching on the branches in confusion, wanting to see what happy things these people were doing.

"Everyone," the Queen took advantage of the silence when the people present were talking and interrupted them slowly, "I think that beautiful scenery with good poems alone is not enough. It should be accompanied by music to make people feel comfortable. What do you think?"

"The Queen is right!"

"That makes sense," the Queen Mother said slowly, her eyes turning to the Queen, her voice becoming cheerful, "Then send someone in to play a few songs, and make my old bones happy!"

"Madam," the Queen couldn't let the Queen Mother ruin her good deeds like this, so she tried to dissuade him, "Ying'er has been learning the zither for several years. Her master has always praised her for her talent and willingness to learn. Now that we have such a beautiful day, why don't we ask her to play a piece for you all?"

As she spoke, the queen's eyes occasionally glanced at Jiang Ying who was sitting beside her.

"Ying'er," the Queen Mother called out these two words slowly, frowning slightly, as if she was trying to recall something, "Ying'er, you've grown up so much. You've been practicing in the Medical Immortal Valley all these years, and Grandmother has rarely seen you."

The Queen Mother did not notice the Queen's slightly gloomy expression. She paused and said, "Ying'er, since you are willing to play a song for everyone, then go ahead."

After she finished speaking, the Queen Mother closed her eyes slightly. Looking at Jiang Ying, who had grown into a young girl, the Queen Mother knew what the Queen was thinking.

It would be a great idea to let Ying'er show off her skills so that she can stand out in front of everyone and find a good husband more easily.

However, the empress dowager narrowed her eyes slightly. The poems written by the young masters just now, except for the one written by Mian'er, were all ordinary ones. It seems that it is still difficult to choose the son-in-law.

"Yes, Empress Dowager, Empress Mother." Jiang Ying bowed and walked towards a pavilion on the water in the Imperial Garden.

Xie Yongwei didn't even need to look up to know that there was a piano prepared in the pavilion.

Not long after, the sound of a piano began to be heard. It should have been clearer and more pleasant to the ear over the sound of water, but the performer's level was mediocre and there was no emotion in the sound of the piano. Xie Yongwei even heard several mistakes.

In her previous life, Xie Yongwei would have been very happy and proud, ready to "expose" Jiang Ying's mistakes at any time. But in this life, she just sat there calmly, and no matter how many mistakes she heard, she seemed to have never heard of them.

When the song ended, everyone fell silent.

Xie Yongwei knew that they must be racking their brains to find words of praise, but they would feel guilty if they said them out loud, so everyone chose to keep silent.

"You play well," the Queen Mother said, complimenting her granddaughter. She had a new understanding of her granddaughter's piano skills. But the Queen Mother really wanted to hear the music, so she changed the subject without leaving any trace, "Which other lady is willing to play a song?"

"Grandmother," Jiang Yu, who had been sitting in his seat without saying a word, suddenly stood up and saluted the Queen Mother, "My grandson wants to recommend a young lady."

"Oh? Go ahead."

"The General's daughter Xie Yongwei!"