Why hasn't His Highness written a letter of divorce?

Jiang Qingning wondered if he was suffering from hysteria, otherwise how could he fantasize about what was there and what was not, and felt that Xiao Che was talking to himself just now.

Xiao Che has already taken his seat. There are more people participating in the Qushui Liushang than other competitions. Everyone's attention is on the other princes. No one pays attention to Xiao Che, the most unfavored prince. Only Jiang Qingning stares intently. Staring at Xiao Che.

"Will His Royal Highness the Sixth win?" Xiao Xun asked in a low voice worriedly.

Jiang Qingning frowned: "Whether you can get the first place or not, His Highness the Sixth Highness is very powerful."

Xiao Xun nodded, and echoed: "Yes, yes, His Highness Six is ​​the most powerful."

Jiang Qingning thought it was petty to make noise, so she asked him to stay aside, so as not to affect her watching the game.

Xiao Xun left aggrieved.

In the first round, the cup in the water stopped in front of the fourth prince. The fourth prince picked up the wine cup in the water, drank the wine in the cup, and stood up confidently. He started with the word "spring" and composed a song on the spot. Wing Chun poetry.

When everyone heard the fourth prince's poem, they praised it again and again.

The fourth prince triumphantly sat back on his seat.

In the second round, the wine glass stopped in front of the Fifth Prince Xiao Heng.

Xiao Heng's face froze. In the first few games, he ranked the worst one after another. When it came to the final Qushui Liushang, he had actually retreated, but it seemed that several other princes had participated, and this was the most important thing for Emperor Yong'an. For one item, I can only bite the bullet and participate.

Just now, he was praying that the wine glass would not stop in front of him tonight.

Qushui Liushang is an activity that compares literary talent and luck. Sometimes the wine glass may not be able to stop in front of you for a whole night, and sometimes you will stop in front of you several times. After stopping in front of you, you will write a few poems , with the best poem as the grade.

Xiao Heng thought, as long as the wine glass can't stop in front of him, he won't use poetry tonight, and then he can just complain about his bad luck tonight, and he won't lose face.

But he never expected that in the second round, the wine glass floated down the water and stopped in front of him.

Xiao Heng was still making the last struggle, thinking that if he didn't fish it, the wine glass might continue to float down the current.

But the Seventh Prince Xiao Qi couldn't help but uttered: "Fifth Brother, it's your turn!"

The Ninth Prince, Xiao Li, had long since disliked Xiao Heng's chattering, and said loudly: "If you can't write a poem, just admit defeat, don't chatter, and waste other people's time. "

Xiao Heng was so angry that his eyes turned red, so he reached out to pick up the glass in the wine and drank it.

For this round, he wrote a new poem starting with the last word of the poem written by the four princes of the last round, starting with the word "flower".

"Flowers... flowers bloom and fall, another year..., spring... the spring breeze blows, people don't know..., two birds fly over their heads, night comes and stops... the tree is the nest."

Xiao Heng stuttered for a long time, and finally composed a four-character poem that neither rhymed nor contradicted.

The others were silent after listening, only the Ninth Prince Xiao Li suddenly stood up and laughed loudly: "Fifth brother, what kind of poem are you writing? Even a seven-year-old child can't compose a poem like yours!"

The Seventh Prince Xiao Qi couldn't help but covered his mouth and said with a smile when he heard the words: "Today is really an eye-opener."

Xiao Heng blushed with anger, but he also knew that he really couldn't come up with this poem today, so he had to grit his teeth and sit down first.

In the third round, the wine glass stopped in front of Xiao Li. After all, Xiao Li was only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy. "I made a poem at the beginning of the word.

The others were full of praise for him, and Xiao Li sat down proudly.

Several rounds passed, and the fourth prince had his turn twice, and the wine glass never stopped in front of Xiao Che.

Jiang Qingning couldn't help becoming a little anxious, if Xiao Che was so unlucky that he couldn't get his turn all night, that would be a pity.

"I hope this time the wine glass will stop in front of His Highness the Sixth Highness." Jiang Qingning prayed softly.

Xiao Che was always calm, sitting quietly as if he was out of it.

He himself has little desire to win this competition, because he knows that no matter what, he will never be favored by Emperor Yong'an again, but when he thinks of someone who is always watching him, that person wants the piece of suet on Emperor Yong'an's body. white jade.

Xiao Che thought, if he wanted it, he would go for it.

Seeing that it was almost time to end, Jiang Qingning became more and more anxious.

Finally, in the last round, the wine glass floated down the water and stopped in front of Xiao Che.

Jiang Qingning's heart jumped with joy.

But the others, except for the Ninth Prince Xiao Li, looked surprised and disdainful.

"What kind of poems can that sick young man make?" Someone mocked in a low voice.

"I'm afraid that if I drink that glass of wine, I will vomit blood and call the imperial physician."

"He's deaf and dumb, and doesn't measure himself."

Xiao Li stood up, glared at those people fiercely, and said arrogantly: "You all shut up, my sixth brother's literary talent is much better than all of you!"

Others still wanted to ridicule, they thought Xiao Che, a sick bastard, shouldn't even come to participate in the competition, it was simply asking for embarrassment and embarrassment.

Jiang Qingning really wanted to rush up and stop those people's mouths, and was glad once again that Xiao Che couldn't hear, so he didn't have to hear these ugly words.

He looked at Xiao Che intently, only to see that Xiao Che had already picked up the wine glass and drank it happily.

Han Yun quickly ran forward, handed Xiao Che paper and ink, then bowed himself on the ground, using his back as a desk for Xiao Che.

The corners of Xiao Che's lips curled up slightly, as if he didn't think about it at all, he picked up the pen and quickly started writing on the paper.

Some people were already looking at him intently, but others were still mocking with disdain.

"What kind of poems can he write? Probably not even the Fifth Prince."

When the fifth prince Xiao Heng heard this, he immediately looked at Xiao Che with disgust on his face. He thought that fortunately there was such a bastard as Xiao Che, and with Xiao Che at the bottom, he would not be so ashamed.

But when Xiao Che finished writing the poem, and Han Yun showed it to everyone participating in the competition, the mocking disdain on everyone's faces disappeared, and turned into surprise, unpredictability, and disbelief. Even a little ashamed.

Especially the fifth prince Xiao Heng, his face turned green after reading it.

Xiao Li looked elated, and said happily: "I knew that Sixth Brother's literary talent is the best."

Jiang Qingning watched from a distance, and could only hear what they were saying, but he couldn't see what specific poem Xiao Che wrote. He wanted to read it, but the poem had already been sent to Emperor Yong'an up.

After Emperor Yong'an saw it, his expression could not be seen to be happy or angry. He did not summon Xiao Che, nor did he summon anyone else.

Xiao Che returned to his original position.The banquet singing and dancing continued.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the No. 1 of Qushui Liushang must be the sixth prince Xiao Che, but Emperor Yong'an has never liked him, so there is a high probability that this competition will be cancelled.

Some people looked at Xiao Che gloatingly, while others looked at Xiao Che with regret.

Jiang Qingning was also very indignant for Xiao Che, but he could only comfort Xiao Che, writing: "Everyone knows that you are number one, that's enough, the reward is actually not that important."

Jiang Qingning gave Xiao Che the fan she had obtained from Emperor Yong'an before, and wrote: "I give this fan to you, I hope you will be happy."

Xiao Che thought it was funny, he was actually not sad at all, and he also knew that Emperor Yong'an would still summon him tonight, it was just that he had a good face and refused to admit in front of civil and military officials that the prince he hated the most, Instead, he won first place.

But seeing Jiang Qingning's expression of feeling sorry for him, fearing that he would be sad, and giving him his fan, Xiao Che was still very moved. He took the fan and wrote pretendingly: "With your comfort, I feel much better immediately. .”

Jiang Qingning felt relieved, thinking that fortunately she had her own comfort, otherwise Xiao Che would be so sad.

As soon as the banquet was over, an eunuch quietly came over and said that His Majesty would summon the sixth prince.

Jiang Qingning was a little surprised, and Xiao Che also pretended not to expect it.

Xiao Che took Han Yun to see Emperor Yong'an, while Jiang Qingning and Xiao Xun waited outside the hall.

"I don't know if the Sixth Highness will be embarrassed by His Majesty?" Jiang Qingning worried.

Xiao Xun replied: "Probably not, the Sixth Highness is still His Majesty's flesh and blood after all."

Jiang Qingning felt that Xiao Xun couldn't open any pot, but Emperor Yong'an felt that Xiao Che was not his child.

After waiting for a long time, Jiang Qingning finally waited for Xiao Che to come out.

He saw a layer of sweat on Xiao Che's forehead, and there were traces of tea being splashed on his clothes.

Jiang Qingning's heart suddenly arose. Sure enough, Emperor Yong'an was not worthy of being a father, so he must be punishing Xiao Che again.

Jiang Qingning was feeling full of anger when she saw Xiao Che coming over, smiling at him, standing very close to him, and suddenly took out a jade pendant from his bosom.

Jiang Qingning was stunned.

Xiao Che stuffed the extremely precious piece of suet white jade into Jiang Qingning's hands.

Han Yun said: "His Royal Highness asked for this specially for you, as a gift for you to give him a fan." Jiang Qingning never expected that Xiao Che would actually get it for herself with a casual finger.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say, he just felt a warm current in his heart.

Like him, Xiao Che also felt warm in his heart.

Jiang Qingning confessed to him during the banquet, saying that the two of them will last forever, they are in love with each other, and now they are giving each other gifts, is this fan and jade pendant considered tokens of love?