The prince hugs his daughter-in-law and cries poorly every day gl[Transmigration Book]+ Extra Story

Ji Qisu could only sigh, if only Feng Chen was here.Feng Chen and Gongyu Qingsi Linyun have completely different personalities, they can do whatever they want, and never care about her opinion.

After all, back then, she was also a well-known bastard princess in the Chu Kingdom.It's a good baby like Qing'er Yun'er.

After Ji Chenjing sat down, seeing Si Muli's cold expression, she immediately winked at her, "I did it for you, believe it or not?"

The corner of Smulli's mouth twitched, and only one word came out.

"roll."

But after she said this, her expression softened a little. Although she was still very angry, she understood that Ji Chenjing was also the one being attacked, and she was just a means for the other party to attack Ji Chenjing.

Seeing that Si Muli was hurt by herself, Ji Chenjing looked at her apologetically and said, "I'm sorry this time, promise, eat more." She pushed the plate in front of Si Muli...

Smulli looked at the stack of sauced elbows in front of him: "..." She loves to eat, but... this is her own, right?

Ji Chenjing sighed, so she hates Ji Chenyang so much!Because she already has nothing, and her family has a big business.If you win, you will not receive benefits, and if you lose, you will be even more ashamed.

The point is that Ji Chenyang has been imprisoned, and it is very difficult to mess with her. Could it be that Emperor Bi committed suicide himself?

It's really sad, even if it's not easy to get revenge, it's also a talent.

Turn around and tell the palace servants to treat her harshly?

It's too petty, Ji Chenjing doesn't want to.And if the report goes out, the crown prince will be harsh on the emperor's sister, that would be so ugly.

Ji Chenjing is worried.

……

Back in the East Palace, Ji Chenjing remembered Ji Qisu's meaningful eyes when he left.There are also the eyes of Si Linyun Gong Yuqing and others, the ministers, and the eyes of the emperor's aunt...

She trembled for a while.

Copying poems for a while, and lying about the crematorium.

If she had known it earlier, she would not have been overwhelmed by Ji Chenyang.If you are ashamed, you are ashamed!

Who doesn't know that Ji Chenyang is best at dancing and writing. When she was the king of Chen, she held poetry meetings three times a day!Among the scholars, it is like a fish in water...

As soon as Ji Chenjing came back, he was surrounded by the three of Si Muli.

Gong Yuxi poked her face in disbelief, with a look of disbelief, "Are you possessed by a ghost? You can write poetry?"

Ji Chenjing immediately lowered her face, and slapped her hand away, "What does it mean to be possessed... Can't I know how to write poetry?"

"You really did it?" Si Muli hesitated.

Although the banquet was irritated, she cared more about the poem.

Looking back suddenly, the man was in a dimly lit place.It is beautiful when you hear it, and it is a fatal temptation for those who love poetry.

Although she is not very good at it, she also has a level of appreciation.

She's in a very weird mood right now, like...

The little friend who has been picking his nose with his bare butt all the time, turned around and spread his little wings to fly into the sky!

Seeing her asking this question, Ji Chenjing couldn't help rolling his eyes.

After careful consideration, Ji Chenjing said with a straight face, "No, of course I didn't do it. Don't you know my level?"

Si Muli looked at her blankly, not understanding what she was doing.

"It's winter. I sneaked out of the palace and saw a ragged old woman on the corner of Qianjinfang Street. I felt sorry for her, so I invited her to a meal, and then she made such a poem. I feel very sad." It sounds good, so I will write it down... Oh, by the way, the old lady's name is Li Shangyin."

"Ragged clothes?" Gong Yuxi said.

"Old grandma?" Feng Chen said.

"She still composes lyrics to repay you?" Si Muli asked.

"You lied to ghosts!" The three said in unison.

"With this talent, you'll be honored guests everywhere, and still be dressed in rags?" Si Muli said with a dark face.

"Then, then how do I know, you know that talented people have peculiar personalities, maybe it's their hobby!" Ji Chenjing spread his hands and said, with an expression that I explained anyway, it's none of my business whether you believe it or not .

"Having a habit of pretending to be a beggar in rags in winter?" Si Muli sneered.

Ji Chenjing was annoyed, "I said you wouldn't believe what I made myself, and you wouldn't believe what someone else gave you, what do you think?" She yelled with her hands on her hips.

Gong Yuxi said weakly, "It's not that your reason is too fake."

Ji Chenjing touched his chin with a headache, "What do you think of the dream? Or is it recorded in rare books and ancient books?"

"Ancient book?" Hearing this, Smulli couldn't help but his eyes lit up, "Is it still there?"

Gong Yuxi and Feng Chen stared blankly at Si Muli, like looking at a fool.

Ji Chenjing's eyes also lit up, and he looked at his only believer with a smile, and sighed, "It's gone, it's gone. I was young and ignorant, and I burned it as firewood."

Smuli woke up after hearing the words, and looked at her angrily, "How do you explain it to your empress?"

Ji Chenjing was also a little worried, "Which one of the three I mentioned is better?"

She is not willing to carry a big burden on her back. If someone asks her to write lyrics from time to time in the future, she will not survive!

Copying poems is a short time, and copying poems is always boring.

No, that's impossible!

As the crown prince, Ji Chenjing didn't need to activate the mode of copying thousands of articles, and it wasn't Ji Chenyang's mentally handicapped bī.You say you are worse than anything, you have to compare it to poetry, my sister Li Bai, Miss Du Mu, Miss Nalan, etc. There are so many young ladies, how can you be afraid of you?

……

The next day, Ji Chenjing was called to the emperor as expected.

It was still three sessions of interrogation, Ji Chenjing looked at the burning eyes of the beauty in white on the left, and felt a headache.

Gong Yuqing on the right also looked at her curiously, "Looking back at this song, it's really amazing. Did Xiao Jing really make it herself?"

Ji Chenjing hesitated for less than three seconds, and said with a straight face, "Of course not."

Ji Qisu frowned, and said with a half-smile, "Who did that?" After calming down yesterday, she was 1 unbelievers, and she didn't have any virtues of her own daughter.

"Actually, this is how it happened," Ji Chenjing chose an excuse within two seconds, "When I was flipping through books in Shiqu Pavilion when I was a child, I found an ancient book that recorded this poem. I I thought it sounded good so I wrote it down, it was written by a person named Li Shangyin."

Gong Yuqing suddenly said, "So that's how it is." It would not be surprising if it was Gu Ben.

The corner of Si Linyun's mouth curled up, and he asked softly, "Where's Gu Ben?"

"Ah, I was ignorant at the time, and I didn't know where to throw it away. Now I can't find it, maybe it's rotten." Ji Chenjing said with his eyes wide open, with a super sincere expression on his face.

"Why haven't I heard of such a great talent? With this talent, it should have been remembered in history." Ji Qisu still didn't believe it, she was not as stupid as Gong Yuqing.

"It's true, the empress believes me, think about it, does Jing seem like someone who can make such words?" Ji Chenjing said condescendingly.

"Are you sure you didn't let someone do it?"

"Absolutely not, I can swear to the sky."

Si Linyun stared at her intently, and after a long time, he revealed a faint smile.She has loved reading since she was a child, and now she can be regarded as a well-read.

As long as a word appears, there will be some fragments of information in more or less various classics, but she went through it in her mind, and there is nothing at all.

It can only be said that poets don't pay attention to fame and fortune, and put them away after writing.

But this possibility is very slim, after all, writing lyrics is not a bad thing, let alone such an excellent poem.

Xiao Jing is lying!This child will subconsciously make small movements when he tells a lie...

But she really didn't believe it when Xiaojing really did it.She couldn't believe that such an inexperienced child could make such words.

Si Linyun shook his head helplessly, there was nothing he could do with her.

Looking back suddenly, the man was there, in a dimly lit place.How beautiful it is, and there are so many life insights in it, how can it be written by ordinary people.

Looking back suddenly... When will Aso be able to look back?

Ji Qisu said, "Are you sure no one knows except you?"

Ji Chenjing said without hesitation, "I'm sure."

Ji Qisu looked at her with weird eyes, but he still nodded and said, "That's what you did, the Tian family still wants to save some face, don't you know if it's an example?"

"I know the Queen Mother!"

Gong Yuqing also recalled...

Only Xiao Jing knows... What's the difference between that and what she did?She looked at Ji Chenjing suspiciously. Could it be that she was born with a great talent and then hid it up?

But then he shook his head again, talent is a good thing for the prince, why hide it?

That’s right, it’s just a bit of a coincidence.

Ji Chenjing breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, she belatedly touched her head, "Miss sister is called Li Shangyin or Xin Qiji?" '