Quick Wear: After the charming host got pregnant, the boss spoiled her like crazy

"Since Sister Shen is so confident, why don't you write a poem on the spot and let us all see Sister Shen's talent, how about that?"

Du Xinran looked at Shen Nian and made a suggestion with a smile.

Since you are not a big braggart, then write a poem and let’s see.

Hearing Du Xinran's words, all the ladies became interested and echoed:

"Yes, Princess, why don't you write a poem for us to enjoy."

"The Crown Prince's Consort is extremely talented and will definitely not let us down."

……

Shen Nian looked at this group of people who were making trouble and waiting to laugh at her, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Well, since you are so interested, I will show you how ugly I am."

Without waiting for Shen Nian's instructions, the maid from the Du Mansion quickly spread out the rice paper for her.

"Please, Princess."

Shen Nian sat leisurely in front of the desk, picked up the pen and wrote on the paper.

Just kidding, these people think she is memorizing the text for nothing.

"The princess over there has started writing poetry."

A servant who was sent out by the master to gather information strode forward to report.

"Let's go and take a look."

Most of the people here were young men. When they heard that there was going to be some fun, they no longer cared about the distinction between men and women and all ran up to the stone bridge to join in the fun.

"Ping An, help me up."

Ping An bent down and helped his son up.

Gu Huaian stood up with the help of his force and followed the crowd to the stone bridge.

……

After just a moment, Shen Nian stopped writing.

"So fast?"

The young man in brocade clothes on the stone bridge opened his eyes wide.

"With such a fast speed, could the Crown Princess have drawn a turtle on the rice paper?"

Mrs. Zhao covered her mouth and sneered.

At such a fast speed, even the Grand Secretary of the Hanlin Academy would not be able to compose a good poem.

"Mrs. Zhao wants a turtle. I don't mind ordering someone to tattoo one on her face."

Gu Huaian was supported by Ping An and came to Shen Nian.

He didn't even glance at Madam Zhao during the whole process, but he made Madam Zhao's face turn pale.

Mrs. Zhao's body was staggering, and she hated herself for speaking too quickly.

"Prince... I, I was just joking, don't take it seriously."

Mrs. Zhao is the wife of a third-rank official after all, she cannot show her cowardice like this.

I can only bravely make excuses with a wry smile.

"This prince has taken it seriously. Madam Zhao, please go to the Ministry of Justice to get your face tattooed after you leave the house. Don't let this prince send someone to come to your house to invite you."

This person looks gentle and kind on the outside, but everyone who knows him well knows that he is a man of absolute authority.

This time, Mrs. Zhao was not only on the verge of collapse, but her eyes rolled back and she fainted completely.

Gu Huaian is the most beloved junior in the clan of His Majesty. He would not only let Madam Zhao get tattooed, but would even let her die.

Mrs. Zhao never had a chance to say no.

After dealing with Madam Zhao, Gu Huaian glanced at the faces of the ladies, his intention of commanding them clearly evident.

With Gu Huaian in charge, the other ladies did not dare to speak even if they disliked Shen Nian.

Shen Nian looked at the ladies and young ladies who had been showing off just now, but now they were all angry but dared not speak.

I deeply admire Gu Huaian's power.

"Nian Nian, give me your poem."

Gu Huaian swept away the viciousness in his face towards them and looked at Shen Nian with softness and tenderness.

Shen Nian placed the poem he wrote into Gu Huaian's jade-white palm.

Gu Huaian took the rice paper and saw a poem written on it:

Thousands of red and purple flowers are seen blooming on the branches, which is a good omen.

The flowers are in full bloom, beautiful and intoxicating, and we enjoy spring as promised every year.

After reading this poem, Gu Huaian's smile deepened.

His thoughts will never let him down.

He handed the poem in his hand to Ping An.

Ping An was so clever that he immediately understood his master's intention. He waved the poem in his hand to the wind and recited it loudly with rich emotion.

Shen Nian's poem was heard by everyone present through Ping An's loud voice.

"Although this poem is short in words, it has a profound meaning and makes people think about it endlessly."

"Yes, after reading this poem, it seems that I can smell the fragrance of peach blossoms."

Everyone present, including Mrs. Du, had to admit that the poem was indeed well written.

"It seems that today's poem belongs to the Crown Prince's Consort."

Wei Xianzhu raised his eyebrows and smiled, fighting for the title of the first poem for Shen Nian.

When they heard the man's voice, everyone turned around and saw that it was the Third Master of the Princess's Mansion. They all thought that Shen Nian was really lucky today.

I actually got help from Master Wei San.

"Thank you."

Shen Nian didn't know who this person was, but since this person was speaking for him, he smiled and thanked him.

When Wei Xianzhu saw her smile, his heartbeat stopped for a moment. He turned around quickly, fearing that others would notice his abnormality.

When Shen Nian got the first poem, all the ladies turned to be fence-sitters and congratulated her and praised her for her great poetic talent.

Facing their praise, Shen Nian just smiled.

There was no need for her to take insincere flattery to heart.

Where some people are happy, naturally some people are hateful.

Du Xinran looked at Shen Nian standing side by side with Gu Huaian, and the handkerchief in her hand was almost torn into pieces by her.

Why does Shen Nian have such good luck? Her background is not as good as mine, and her talent is not as good as mine.

But it was this person who was inferior to him in every aspect who got the lover of his dreams.

"Sister Shen's good luck really makes me envious."

"Miss Du, you don't think I rely on luck, do you? To tell you the truth, I never rely on luck, I only rely on my own strength."

If Du Xinran wanted to disgust her, she would naturally disgust him back.

But her domineering words made the two men present feel terrified.

Gu Huaian looked at Shen Nian standing beside him, feeling indescribable satisfaction and happiness.

Master Wei San, who was leaning against the stone bridge, pressed his chest hard, fearing that his heart would jump out of his chest.

Du Xinran was so angry at Shen Nian that she was shaking all over and couldn't speak.

Shen Nian ignored her angry look, turned around and said to everyone:

"I think the flower viewing party is over now. If it is over, then we will take our leave first."

She had had enough fun and didn’t want to play anymore. She wanted to go back to her yard and sleep.

For some reason, Shen Nian always felt lazy and didn't want to move these days.

She thought that she would ask about the lazy little white fox when she got back.