Want to tease the prince, the cat is soft and delicate

Chapter 190 "Sharing the Blessings"

The lively atmosphere in the lobby did not dissipate with the departure of Xuanyuan Che and Mei Susu.

Although they attracted other people's attention when they left, when the third question started, everyone's attention shifted to the central lotus platform.

Under Xuanyuan Feng's feet were the broken cups and the beauty knelt at his feet trembling with fear.

"Who is it? Who stole the first place from me?"

He was so angry that he lost in the second question. He had won five championships in a row, but now he lost one.

If the other party intends to compete with him, wouldn't his probability of winning the platform be reduced by another 10%?

His servant ran in from outside in a panic: "Your Highness, Your Highness, I have found out that it is a woman."

Xuanyuan Feng glanced at him fiercely: "Girl? What's your name?"

The servant wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's an unknown person, but Your Highness, I heard that this girl has left Shangjingxuan, so I guess she is not interested in the reward."

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Feng frowned: "How do you know that the other party has left? Could it be a trick of the other party to make you and me relax our vigilance? If Your Highness loses another question, the chance of winning will only be 30%!"

"It was the waiter in the lobby who told me personally that the woman who answered the questions had already left, and there was no way she could be wrong."

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the waiter's voice sounded outside the door: "Sir, do you want to answer the question?"

Xuanyuan Feng winked at the servant, and the servant came out of the room and brought in a tray with writing brush, ink, paper, inkstone and questions on it.

Title: Write a poem about love, flowers, snow and the moon.

Xuanyuan Feng frowned and sat down.

The servant prepared pen, ink and paper for him, then stepped aside.

Xuanyuan Feng frowned and thought, then picked up his pen to answer:

[The wind goes and the wind comes, but the people remain

Flowers bloom and fall again

Snow dances all over the sky, spring has not yet arrived

The moon waxes and wanes, and the love lingers]

"What a great poem, it's actually an acrostic poem."

Ji Zi came over at some point and saw the poem on the paper, and couldn't help but admire it.

Xuanyuan Feng smiled complacently and handed the answer sheet to the servant.

He still doesn't believe that anyone can do better than him!

Half an incense stick of time passed and everyone handed in their answer sheets.

After a few cups of tea, the winner emerged.

Xuanyuan Feng sat in the room drinking tea with a smile on his face.

He was so confident in his poem that he didn't believe anyone could be better than him.

When the servant came in, he asked cheerfully without even looking up, "How is it, did your poem win?"

The servant did not answer, but just placed a piece of paper in front of Xuanyuan Feng.

Xuanyuan Feng looked at the poem on the white paper, the smile on his face faded, and what remained was an endless fierce look.

[The branches are bathed in drizzle and the flowers fall into the stream; the wind pushes the autumn shadows across the mountains and rivers.]

One real and one imaginary scene are connected, and the flowers on the branches are blooming in full splendor.

Snow falls freely on winter nights, turning all things white.

The moon reflects the summer lotus and the sky and earth are embedded, countless winds and moons, countless years]

This poem is clearly better than his.

Xuanyuan Feng held the paper tightly in his palm, squeezing it into a ball.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes red with anger: "Who is it? Is it that woman?"

The servant hurriedly said, "It's not that woman, it's a man named Jixiang."

"Jixiang?" Xuanyuan Feng was stunned: "Is it a servant's name?"

The other party's name is obviously the name of a servant or maid. How could a real master be called this?

The waiter's voice was heard outside the door again, still asking if they needed an answer.

The ruthlessness in Xuanyuan Feng's eyes only grew, and he asked the servant to open the door.

This time the topic was one of his strengths, a hidden-head poem.

Xuanyuan Feng wrote a cryptic poem with a few strokes of his pen.

This time...he didn't believe that the other party could defeat him.

Xuanyuan Feng waited for the result with a gloomy face, but the result made him even gloomier.

He was suppressed by the opponent again.

The most infuriating thing was that the other party's poem was indeed better than his. He wanted to say that the people in this pavilion were corrupt and partial.

Ji Zi, who was beside him, saw that he was so angry and wanted to come up to comfort him.

But as soon as he touched Xuanyuan Feng's body, he was slapped away.

"Get lost! Don't come and upset me!"

The princess covered her face and cried like a pear blossom in the rain, feeling very aggrieved: "Your Highness is in a bad mood, and I feel sorry for you. I want to tell you that I have a good idea that can make you feel at ease."

"Do you have an idea?" Xuanyuan Feng looked at her coldly. Seeing Ji Zi's timid eyes, he moved closer to her and hugged her in his arms: "Okay, stop crying. I hit you because I was in a bad mood. Why are you so ignorant? Do you not want to see me next time?"

Ji Zi wiped her tears tenderly, and held Xuanyuan Feng's sleeve with her jade hand, her face full of panic: "Of course we will meet."

"If you want to see him, stop crying." Xuanyuan Feng ordered her coldly.

Ji Zi wiped away her tears reluctantly.

"Tell me what good ideas you have and let me hear them."

Although he had no hope for Ji Zi's idea, Xuanyuan Feng was unwilling to give up any opportunity to obtain the treasure platform.

Ji Zi moved closer to Xuanyuan Feng, and whispered in his ear: "If I were Your Highness, I wouldn't care who wins first place. I will just sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor. When that person gets the reward and returns... Hehe, Your Highness, do you think this method is good?"

Sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor.

Wonderful, good!

Xuanyuan Feng was already horrified, not because of Ji Zi's words, but because of her idea, which made him see the bright moon through the clouds.

Yes, why should he bother to win the first place? He only needs to wait for the winner to get the reward, and then follow him, kill him, and take the treasure.

It was true that alcohol and sex led people astray. He didn't even think of such a good method.

Xuanyuan Feng's mood suddenly improved, and he hugged Ji Zi affectionately.

Ji Zi's body became limp from kissing him. Seeing that the two of them had taken off their clothes and were about to do that, there was a knock on the door. It was Xuanyuan Feng's friends who had come back and left.

Seeing the situation in the room, they were all playboys who had seen the world of romance. After a moment of shock, they were mostly excited.

They walked in one by one with lewd smiles.

And the knocked unconscious Prince Guo was among them.

"Brother Feng, no wonder you asked us to go out and watch the fun. You wanted to have fun by yourself."

"That's right, Brother Feng, you are not a decent person. How can you enjoy a beauty all to yourself? Beauty is meant to be shared!"

That Ji Zi hugged her clothes and hid in the quilt. Even though she looked timid, her eyes were still alluring.

Xuanyuan Feng's coat was wide open, barely hiding anything. He lay on the couch sideways, supporting his head with one hand, smiling happily: "Why? Want to come together?"

"Hahahaha." Those young masters looked at each other obscenely and laughed meaningfully.

As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." They have done even more ridiculous things, let alone this kind of multi-enjoyment.

Smiling means agreement.

One of them turned and looked at Guo Zimo behind him: "Brother Guo, do you want to come with us?"

If it were in the past, Guo Zimo would not refuse.

But his neck was still hurting at this moment, and his mind was full of the cold woman he had seen earlier.

So I found an excuse to refuse and left first.

Guo Zimo's departure did not affect the mood of everyone in the room. Not long after, the unbearable sound came from the room.

Besides the man's loud laughter, there was also the sound of the woman crying and begging for mercy, which frightened the waiter who came to knock on the door so much that he shrank his neck and walked away in embarrassment.