Medical Doctor Travels Through Time to Train the Prince to Become a Wife-Controlled

At this time, Nan Qiqi and An Boya actually came in. Whoever invited these two ancestors must be so unlucky.

Meng Zhenzhen looked at the two people and knew that they were here with bad intentions. "Hey, I wonder if these two have an invitation. You know, it's very rude to come uninvited."

An Boya twisted her body and walked forward, not caring about Meng Zhenzhen's sarcasm at all. She stared at the prince, her body twisted so much that she almost folded herself up.

"I, An Boya, pay my respects to my cousin, the Crown Prince. I came here with my cousin today, but I was invited here formally."

Sure enough, when Meng Zhenzhen stuck her head out, she saw An Bowei, the second prince, and the eighth prince coming in together. They really all went together.

She leaned close to the prince's ear and said, "It looks like there's going to be a big show today, so you better pay attention."

The prince narrowed his eyes and looked at the people who came, with the same expression on his face, "Since you are here, please take a seat quickly. Remember to come on time next time."

The second prince and the eighth prince naturally did not say anything polite and sat directly in the lower seats.

But Nan Qiqi and An Boya were superfluous, so they could only find a corner to sit down. The wind was blowing at the door, which also meant that a fierce war was about to begin.

An Boya's face showed her coquettishness to the fullest, and An Boyi couldn't stand it anymore, so he handed her a glass of water and asked her to calm down.

Who would have thought that she would suddenly stand up and bow to the prince, "My cousin, I have heard that the princess is very knowledgeable. Boya would like to ask the princess for advice today.

After all, music, chess, calligraphy and painting are essential subjects for a Crown Princess, you shouldn't disagree, right!"

Meng Zhenzhen didn't even raise her head and responded, "Whether I become the Crown Princess or not has nothing to do with me. The Crown Prince didn't marry me for this reason. He married me because he loved me, idiot."

An Boya's expression cracked. She didn't expect Meng Zhenzhen to be so difficult to deal with. "You must compete with me today, otherwise the students here will not agree."

Meng Zhenzhen suddenly laughed, and it felt like she was a clown trying to attract other people's attention. "Since you want to embarrass yourself, I will accompany you to the end today. Tell me, what do you want to compete in?"

An Boya puffed out his chest, with a hint of arrogance and hope for promotion on his face, "Let's write a poem on the spot. It happens to be snowing today, so let's write a poem with snow as the theme."

Writing poetry is easy for her. After all, Li Bai, Du Fu, and Meng Haoran are all big names. If she borrows any one of them, it will become a hit. The ancient people would go crazy. How could she lose?

"You go first, I'll drink some water to clear my throat."

An Boya thought she was scared, and he was even more proud. He stood up and started to recite a poem, "There is a flower in front of the courtyard, the snow is hidden in the flower, the leaves fall silently, this sound is better than the sound."

He shook his head and seemed very knowledgeable.

"Since Miss An is showing off like this, I have to show off my real talents as well."

Meng Zhenzhen recalled a poem about snow that she had seen occasionally in her previous life. It was extremely beautiful and it was just right to use it at this moment. After thinking for a while, she began to speak, "The breeze sways the trees in the courtyard, and the fine snow falls through the gaps in the curtains.

The lingering sky is like fog, and the steps are like flowers.

There are no spring willows, only white osmanthus branches.

There is no way to express my love for you. There is no use in crying.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of applause from the audience. Following the sound, it turned out to be that wooden Wei Ming.

"Great, that's brilliant, Miss Meng. Can you think of anything else? I want to learn more. Please teach me."

This guy is really a learning idiot. Didn't he see that An Boya's face had turned black? This request could be met anyway, after all, there were hundreds of poems in his mind.

"Two orioles sing in the green willows, a line of egrets fly in the blue sky, the window contains the eternal snow of the Western Hills, and the door is moored with ships from Dongwu that have traveled thousands of miles."

"Heavy snow crushes the green pine trees, yet they stand tall and straight. To know the pine trees' nobleness, wait until the snow melts."

The prince had to admire the princess's talent. It was impossible for him to come up with such poems continuously.

The students below cheered loudly. An Boya’s face could not be described in words; it was just like colorful black.

Meng Zhenzhen walked up to her, looking at her embarrassment, "Are you convinced? I have other poems here, do you need any more?"

An Bowei stood up at this time and pulled his sister back to her seat, "Miss Meng, please forgive me. My little sister has been a little naughty. She has been spoiled by her family. Please forgive me."

Meng Zhenzhen didn't take it seriously. After all, she wasn't here to quarrel today.

As soon as he walked to sit next to the prince, someone brought him tea. Just as the prince was about to drink it, Meng Zhenzhen swept it to the ground.

His eyes swept directly to the positions of Nan Qiqi and An Boya, these two bitches.

She directly vented her anger at the maid, covering up her previous behavior, "The prince doesn't drink this flavor of tea, don't you know?"

The maid knelt on the ground in shock. "This was given to me by Sister Hongcui. She said it was specially prepared for the prince and asked me to deliver it here. I have no idea what's going on."

The prince knew that Zhenzhen would never get angry easily, so there must be something wrong with the cup of tea. He was too careless and thought that no one in the Imperial Tutor's Mansion would have bad intentions.

Meng Zhenzhen knew that she shouldn't get angry now, but she couldn't swallow this anger. Once something happened to the prince here, even the Imperial Teacher's Mansion would be implicated.

"Tian Er, let me take care of Hong Cui. You deserve to be punished for making such a mistake."

Nan Qiqi looked gentle, just like her mother, delicate and beautiful, but Meng Zhenzhen was a ruthless woman.