Forced to die for his loyalty, he was reborn in the arms of the cold and cruel regent!

Everyone praised: "***What a good idea."

"This flying flower order can not only show talent, but also enhance mutual understanding. It is really the best of both worlds."

*** smiled more and more proudly. She swept her eyes across everyone present and finally fell on Shen Mengyao. A hint of cunning flashed in her eyes.

"To make it fair, whoever the flower branch falls on will be the one to perform the flying flower order!"

Everyone agreed.

But Qi Suian drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

"Since I have come here, I have accepted the invitation. This flying flower order is really boring. I will leave first."

Although everyone was somewhat dissatisfied, no one dared to say anything in front of the Regent.

When Qi Sui'an stood up, his eyes swept over Shen Mengyao intentionally or unintentionally, as if he hoped that she would come with him, because he could see who this game was set up for.

Shen Mengyao felt the other person's burning gaze, and at this moment he wanted to shrink into the ground so that others would not misunderstand their relationship again.

Qi Sui'an concealed it very well. He just glanced at it briefly, then quickly turned around and left the banquet.

*** didn't expect anything anymore. As long as he was willing to come today, even if he stayed for a cup of tea, it would be a favor to her.

She cleared her throat and brought everyone back to their senses: "Let's get started."

The more clear music was played to liven up their banquet. The dancers held flower branches and performed a stunning dance. During the dance, the flower branches flew out and landed steadily in the arms of a noble lady.

She stood up with the flower branch in her hand, feeling a little nervous.

The singing and dancing did not stop. *** clapped her hands and the servant brought a pot of flowers. It was a beautifully raised pink peony with tender petals and a strong fragrance.

Seeing that the question was not difficult, the noble lady breathed a sigh of relief. As her eyes moved around, her thoughts flew up and down, and suddenly a line of poetry came to her mind.

"The fragrance of pale pink peonies fills the garden, and all the flowers envy the sunny day."

***After hearing this, his expression was indifferent: "Just barely enough."

The noble lady was not surprised to receive such an evaluation, as long as she did not make a fool of herself at the banquet.

I randomly picked a few people and asked them to compose poems and rhyme them, which was a bit far-fetched.

The singer raised his hand again and made a look at the dancer on the stage. The dancer understood and raised her sleeves. The flower branch flew out and landed steadily in Shen Mengyao's arms.

Shen Mengyao picked up the flower branch: "Please ask a question."

*** clapped his hands, and immediately a servant brought a pot of flowers to the table.

When the black cover was lifted, everyone started whispering.

"This flower looks very strange, it looks like an orchid but also a little different."

"Yeah, let's not talk about it. If someone says it out loud, wouldn't that miss the point? The name of this flower has to be embedded in the poem."

Shen Mengyao looked at the flower with some hesitation. She had seen it in a book before. It seemed to be a variety brought from a neighboring small country. Because it was not adapted to the temperature here, it was not common in the Central Plains.

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Meng Yuehuan sneered and said, "Princess, you don't know what this flower is called, do you? I didn't expect that a princess who has been with the Queen Mother for a long time would be so shallow and ignorant."

"Yes!" The other ladies followed suit and said, "If you really can't make it up, why waste everyone's time? Just raise your glasses and apologize. You can't even pretend to say a word here."

Meng Yuehuan glanced at Shen Mengyao with a scornful smile on her lips, as if waiting to see Shen Mengyao make a fool of herself.

"It seems that you have become money-minded after managing the household affairs for so many years."

However, Shen Mengyao was not flustered by these sarcasms. She looked at the flower pot quietly, thinking quickly in her mind.

Although she had never seen this flower before, she had found similar records in the books she had read over the years.

She took a deep breath, calmed herself, and then slowly spoke: "This flower is called Ghost Snow Orchid, a rare orchid that came from the Western Regions. It is even whiter than the Xiong Chao orchid, like the falling snow on the top of the Tianshan Mountain bathed in sunlight, hence the name."

Shen Mengyao paused for a moment and continued, "The ghost orchid hides in the valley, its graceful figure dancing in the night wind. Its whiteness, like snow, purifies the soul, and its lingering fragrance invites dreams."

As soon as she finished speaking, the whole audience burst into exclamations.

*** also showed an expression of surprise on her face. She didn't expect that Shen Mengyao actually knew this flower and could even improvise a poem. It was really beyond her expectations.

For the sake of face, she could only force herself to praise: "The princess is really talented in writing."

Meng Yuehuan's face turned pale and blue. She didn't expect that the trap she had carefully planned was so easily resolved by Shen Mengyao.

She was unwilling, but helpless, so she could only sit down angrily.

Shen Mengyao smiled calmly and said loudly, "Just now Miss Meng said that I was in charge of the household affairs and had a lot of money. Miss Meng has lived in my Princess's Mansion for a long time, so she must have been deeply influenced by poetry and books. These poems must have come up with her off the cuff?"

Meng Yuehuan's face changed, and she stammered, "I just stayed for a few days, how could I have so much time to study and practice calligraphy?"

Shen Mengyao sneered, "Even if Miss Meng's father was convicted and exiled, he was still a rich and powerful man. Could it be that... he has never learned these things? You must be very talented to be so indignant as to be so excited as to be so mediocre."

Her words directly put Meng Yuehuan on a high pedestal!

Meng Yuehuan suddenly felt hot and burning, as if she had been slapped in the face.

She didn't expect Shen Mengyao to fight back like this and put her in an awkward position. She originally just wanted to elevate herself by belittling Shen Mengyao, but she didn't expect that Shen Mengyao would catch her and make her the target of public criticism.

"What the princess said is true. I... I am indeed not very talented and knowledgeable, and I dare not compare myself with the princess. Although the princess promised to save my father, she failed to fulfill her promise, but I dare not complain. I have been running around these days and I am a little rusty!"

She covered her face and cried, "The princess knows all these things, so why expose people's wounds in public? It will make people sad."

Shen Mengyao glanced at her coldly and couldn't help but sneered: "Really? Miss Meng is really sad, has something happened to your father? Then why did you have an affair with my original husband without a matchmaker? I thought you were in this state of mind, and I thought you were calm and at ease at any time and in any place."

Meng Yuehuan's face turned pale in an instant, and her lips trembled slightly.

"The princess took this opportunity to vent her anger, and the little girl really has no way to defend herself."

Shen Mengyao's words were like a sharp sword, piercing her heart.