The villain king really doesn't want to rebel

Everyone looked at the woman who just spoke in the corner, she was in her young age, and she looked like a pretty little beauty, but the slightly frivolous smile on her face ruined that delicate face, which made people feel unhappy.

Luo Yunjiao, who didn't realize that she was hated at all, couldn't help feeling proud when she saw that everyone's eyes were on her.Before she aspired to the position of queen, the best men in the world were fascinated by her, enjoying the glory and wealth every day, so she should live under the eyes of everyone.

And now is her first step to shine!

Xia He, who was kneeling behind Luo Yunjiao, was full of panic. She didn't know why the lady who had always been quiet at the poetry club suddenly became so flamboyant. Although the lady used to be a frequent visitor to the poetry club, she had never voluntarily published her poems when.

The maid raised her head and glanced at the young man in white who was sitting upright, she was especially puzzled why Luo Yunjiao would act like this in front of Young Master You.

Xia He looked at the frivolous smile on the side face of the standing woman, and lowered her head.

Wen Yongning looked at Luo Yunjiao with great interest. The surname "Luo" made him fairly familiar with the Luo family.If he remembers correctly, this should be Miss Di of the family, it seems that he has seen this name on the list a few times before.

But if Wen Yongning remembered correctly, this Luo Yunjiao seemed to be shy and inarticulate.

But the rude behavior just now surprised him again.

The good son of the elder son secretly rubbed his hands and held back the bad news. Could it be that Luo Yunjiao fell into the water in his own lotus pond some time ago, and this Luo Yunjiao burned out her brain after recuperating at home.

Um, it must be her maid who is kneeling and trembling behind her, it seems that she still hasn't noticed it until now.

Wen Yongning thought this way, and things seemed a little interesting.

Wen Yan heard Wen Yongning's snort beside her, she just supported her cheeks with her hands in boredom, her eyes were indifferent, for her, what happened in the future might not be as attractive to her as the white flower in her hand big.

Wen Yongning leaned forward slightly and asked, "Then, Miss Luo, what's your opinion?"

Luo Yunjiao was overjoyed.

The son knows her first and last name, what does that mean?

Her charm is infinite!

Luo Yunjiao got up quickly, bathed in the "envious" eyes of others, stood with her head held high from the corner to the center, and began to talk, "His Royal Highness, as far as I can see, this annual poetry meeting has just ended like this. , it would be a pity.”

"Oh? Then according to what you said, is it possible that Miss Feiluo's poems are more brilliant than those of you at the scene?"

As soon as Wen Yongning said this, the faces of the scholars on the field changed, and they all said that "literati look down on each other", and now they are being mocked in public by a woman for their limited talents, and their tempered eyes are already looking at Luo Yun unkindly Delicate.

It's a pity that Luo Yunjiao didn't know that she was already an old general on the stage, so she smiled confidently when she curled her lips.Luo Yunjiao's heart is still full of belittling arrogance, she thinks this is a masterpiece that will last forever, as long as you listen to it, you won't kneel under my lady's pomegranate skirt, today I will be amazed in this poetry meeting Four seats.

On the surface, Luo Yunjiao reluctantly nodded reservedly, "Then I'll make a fool of myself."

Wen Yongning spread his hands, "Don't disappoint our expectations, Miss Luo." The meaning beyond words is self-evident.

[Last night, the rain was dredging and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not dissipate the residual wine.Tried the questionnaire, but said that Haitang was still the same.Do you know?It should be green, fat, red and thin. 】

Luo Yunjiao put her hands behind her back, closed her eyes and pretended to be thinking for a while, and read slowly. Hearing the silence around her, she was secretly proud.

This woman who closed her eyes and talked profoundly did not know the expressions of the people around her, from anger to surprise, to the contempt in her eyes after listening to Luo Yunjiao's poem.A sneer from nowhere broke the deadlock.

Luo Yunjiao realized that something was wrong, opened her eyes and looked, but when others saw her, they played with her as if they saw something strange.Seeing the eyes of these people, she unconsciously clenched her fists.

Luo Yunjiao still remembered where the first sneer came from, the corner of her mouth twitched faintly, her trembling body leaned there, and she glared fiercely at the guy who provoked her.

A face so familiar she was about to throw up.

That's right, it was this person, the one who begged her like a dog before.

Luo Yunjiao squeezed out two words from the back molars, "Warm words".

Wen Yan is not a person who likes to laugh.But looking at the current situation, I really found some meaning out of boredom.

She put her hand on her forehead, and she couldn't help lowering her head and grinning.Following Wen Yan's first laugh, everyone started to roar with laughter, and the air was filled with joy.

The next moment, Wen Yan stopped laughing, and she raised her head.

In the fair face, the watery eyes faded away all emotion, and coldly met Luo Yunjiao's cannibalistic gaze, like a sharp knife unsheathed, it was bound to cut through all hypocrisy.

Under the pressure of this essence, Luo Yunjiao's ankle softened for a moment, she just wanted to avoid Wen Yan's gaze, and she took a step back unconsciously.

The system couldn't hide its excitement and said to Wen Yan, "Host, she's afraid of you, her mood swings were very violent just now."

Wen Yan touched the jade ring in his hand, and the cool feeling of the jade soothed his disgust a little.

"I'm really curious now how this person captivates those men, or is it that the power of the strange fragrance is beyond common sense, otherwise, with the ability of this witch, how long can she live?"

The system said: "The similarity between the world and the world is not very great. This is also the first time for me... Cough cough cough, people from other worlds probably have a set of self-consistent logic."

"So, Wen Zibo in other worlds can be Wen Zibo, and they are only related to the original source. They are similar in appearance, but they can be completely different nuclei inside."

System: "That's right, so some worlds are easily taken advantage of by traversers."

Wen Yan's mouth still showed no restraint, "But compared to her, I'm not surprised that Wen Zibo is bewitched by foreign objects, and the beam will be destroyed by him."

The system wiped away the cold sweat that didn't exist, and slowly withdrew from Wen Yan's mind. If it stayed any longer, its whole life might be called autistic.

Wen Yanyan thought, since it is this kind of thing, let's solve it quickly.

Just now, when Luo Yunjiao met Wen Yan and star-like eyes, a chill ran up her spine, she bit her mouth unconsciously, and recovered from a cold sweat, she had already tasted the sweet smell of blood in her mouth.

But compared to being humiliated and ridiculed by the eyes of the people around her, what she hates now is Wen Yan's superior attitude.Although she sold herself for money in her previous life, as long as she was rich and powerful, she would not refuse anyone. Even if a woman fell in love with her, Luo Yunjiao would reluctantly continue to do so, but Luo Yunjiao's sexual orientation has always been straight.

When I approached this queen in my dream, I also wanted to gain a foothold in the harem. Although women in the harem cannot participate in politics, the only prince with real power is a woman, unlike other princes who cannot enter the harem.

Back then, she pretended to meet King An by accident. In order to attract her attention, she used many methods and counted dozens of times to make King An let go of his guard. Later, she used King An's contacts to drug those harem concubines. There is a special treatment for the dead ghost and the imperial doctor.

But whenever she thought of having further contact with the moody Wang An, Luo Yunjiao always suppressed the evil thoughts in her heart.

Wen Yan is good-looking, and is still the kind of impeccable beauty that can be taken by both men and women. In his previous life, he must have been sought after by thousands of people.But she is a straight girl, seeing a woman who is more beautiful than herself looking at her affectionately every day, Luo Yunjiao's inner malice and impatience are about to burst out.

Thinking of this, Luo Yunjiao looked at Wen Yan, and felt complacent when she thought of her ending in the end. At the beginning, Wen Yan said that she had been dissatisfied with the emperor for a long time, and she already wanted to rebel, so she just provoked , It really forced the palace.

Luo Hanjue suppressed her sinister thoughts that were constantly surging. The secrets Wang An told her back then were not the only ones. As long as she held on tightly, a guy who was destined to fail would have nothing to be afraid of.

Luo Yunjiao was full of nonsense in her heart.

But she will never know that the person in front of her is the true archetype of all the world lines, and what she doesn't know is that Wen Yan has a system that has conveyed her inner thoughts verbatim. Wen Yan's consciousness fell into the sea.

Of course Wen Yongning noticed Luo Yunjiao's disrespectful eyes towards Wen Yan. Looking at Luo Yunjiao's unknowingly stupid look until now, the little interest in Luo Yunjiao that had just been inexplicably aroused also faded away. I was astonished at this woman's sudden performance.

At this moment, those with eyesight have already seen the faces of the two most honorable people on the main seat, and secretly lamented in their hearts that they are worthy of the same royal blood. As if carved out, it seems that this Miss Luo family has touched the mold of the living hell king.

Wen Yongning spoke slowly, "You Wenxuan, what do you think of this poem?"

Luo Yunjiao watched that person get up, and felt secretly happy, Wenxuan must understand my talent for this group of ignorant people.

You Wenxuan pondered for a while, and the gentle and elegant voice that came slowly gave Luo Yunjiao the last blow.

"Poems are naturally good poems, but the poems made by Miss Luo may not conform to the rules of the Poetry Association. Regardless of talent or learning, originality should be the first priority of poetry."

As soon as these words came out, everyone watched Luo Yunjiao discussing, and the face of the person in the center of the topic suddenly turned pale.

"Tell me, how could this young lady of the Luo family read this poem? We are comparing poems for competition, not reciting poems here."

"That's right, no one knows the lyrics of this poem. It's the one who wrote it. It's the same family. How could she not know? Could it be that the rumors are true, there is indeed a disagreement within the Luo family..."

"Shh, stop talking, look at the expressions of Shizi and King An, someone is going to be unlucky this time."

Luo Yunjiao knew that she was in a bad situation now, so she knelt down and begged the prince for mercy.Why do poems of later generations exist in this world? Could it be that there are already traversers in this era?Thinking of this possibility, a trace of resentment flashed in Luo Yunjiao's eyes.

Wen Yan picked up the cup and played with it in his hand, "System, how is it?"

"The chance of the world being changed has returned to [-]/[-]. The host continues to work hard."

After listening, Wen Yan threw out the teacup in his hand, and an arc fell in front of Luo Yunjiao, the fragments exploded, and the flying porcelain fragments scratched Luo Yunjiao's face.

—the blood remained.

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The poems in the article quote Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream" by Song Dynasty poetess