Rong Zhuo and the others were not interested, so they immersed themselves in drinking tea and eating snacks.

At this time, Miss Ding got a full house when she got a poem right.

Rong Zhuo didn't listen carefully, but when he saw everyone applauding, he followed suit.

Unexpectedly, Miss Ding looked at him and said, "Young Master, let's have a song too."

"Ah..." Rong Zhuo looked embarrassed, thinking that you look down on me too much.

The other party didn't intend to embarrass him. Seeing that he was a little reluctant, he wanted to make a round.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a noble child took over the words, "Miss Ding, you are really embarrassing for the dandy to Shi, why don't you come down." This person obviously wanted to show off in front of Miss Ding, and he did not forget to pull Step on Rongzhuo.

Rong Zhuo didn't care much, and continued to drink tea.

But Yu Jingdu, who was sitting not far away, glanced coldly at the person who spoke.

"A poem is a poem, what the hell!" Duan Zheng muttered.

Song Ming'an and the others were not happy to look at the man, but they couldn't refute at this time, otherwise it would make the scene even more embarrassing.

The noble son wrote a few lines of poetry on the spot, and the literary style was not bad, but everyone still applauded politely.

Unexpectedly, he became prosperous in poetry, and he even wrote three poems one after another.

Later, everyone realized that he didn't want to attract Miss Ding's attention, but to attract the attention of His Royal Highness King Yan. Because this person has been off topic since the second poem, no longer mentioning the matter of appreciating flowers, and began to express his grand ambitions.

In the end, he didn't forget to salute King Yan when he was closing in. His attitude was like writing on his face, but Yu Jingdu didn't look at him.

"Tsk." Rong Zhuo dipped the man's toes on the ground awkwardly, thinking how could he still be like this?

He glanced at Yu Jingdu subconsciously, and saw that the other party's eyes were light and emotionless, obviously he didn't want to do this.

"Young people are really good." The old prince broke the embarrassment by holding the venue, and then looked at Yu Jingdu, "Yan Wang, you can choose someone for me today. Our previous rules, the person who won the first place in poetry, Feel free to pick a pot of flowers in my garden to take away."

Everyone present felt regretful when they heard the words, and they would have been more positive if they knew it earlier.

They didn't care about the potted flower, but they all wanted this chance to be recognized by the King of Yan.

To know that the crown prince was abolished, this person in front of him is the future prince.

If can get a compliment from him, can go out for a while in the future.

Today, everyone thinks that King Yan is a warrior and should not be interested in writing poetry, so many people don't want to be in the limelight. Now, seeing that the cheeky guy is going to get this cheap, he can't help but feel resentful.

Unexpectedly, Yu Jingdu raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "That young lady's poems are good. Although they are not neat, they are better than sincerity and frankness."

The young man who just wrote three poems in a row thought he was in a safe position to win, but his face couldn't help but turn dark.

But Yu Jingdu didn't intend to let him go like this, and said to him casually, "You've run away."

"Pfft!" Duan Zheng couldn't help laughing.

Song Mingan heard the sound and said strangely: "Although I am a dude and can't write poetry, I can at least understand the title."

The young man looked embarrassed and sat down gloomily.

On the other hand, Miss Ding, after asking about the old prince's rules, chose the pot of red rose and gave it to Rong Zhuo on the spot.

Yu Jingdu was in a good mood originally, but his expression changed immediately when he saw that the pot of rose was placed in front of Rong Zhuo.

He didn't expect his little dandy to be so likable, and in less than half a day, he won the eyes of other girls.

What he didn't know was that Miss Ding was doing this to apologize to Chao Rongzhuo.

Because she just made an opinion and ordered Rong Zhuo to write a poem, which made Rong Zhuo embarrassed.

She has a straightforward temperament, revenge for revenge, repayment for kindness, and there is no other twist in her heart at all.

On the other hand, Yu Jingdu ate some dry vinegar for no reason.

As a result, people who didn't know what to do after the fact misunderstood the reason for King Yan's unhappiness...

"I think the banquet king is probably interested in that Miss Ding." Song Mingan seriously analyzed the crowd: "Ms. Ding's poems are obviously not so good, and he even gave her the lottery, but I didn't expect that Miss Ding would not appreciate it. I chose a flower and gave it to Xiaozhuo!"

Su Yun also agreed: "I'd be angry too, Xiaozhuo, I'm afraid you will offend King Yan now."

"Uh," Rong Zhuo held the red rose that Miss Ding gave him, thinking that Yu Jingdu must be unhappy this time.

It is said that good things do not go out, and bad things travel thousands of miles.

The matter of Yu Jingdu's black face at the old prince's flower viewing banquet soon spread to the palace.

However, the version the emperor heard was similar to what Song Mingan analyzed.

Everyone didn't know the relationship between Yu Jingdu and Rong Zhuo. Naturally, it was impossible to attribute the reason for His Highness Yan Wang's black face to something else. They could only think that he was unhappy because of Miss Ding's random gift of flowers.

"Ding Shangshu's daughter is the same. His Royal Highness Yan Wang has shown such goodness, but she doesn't show any face." Emperor Laifuchao said: "Poor His Highness Yan Wang, I am used to being cold and cold. Such an inexperienced person."

The emperor laughed loudly, "This Miss Ding is very interesting, no wonder the third child likes it."

"It's just such a commotion, His Royal Highness Yan Wang is afraid that he has no intention." Laifu said.

"You don't know the third child. He is more frustrated and brave. The more Miss Ding doesn't give him face, the more he may not forget it." The emperor asked again, "I remember that Miss Ding has not yet been married to someone else. Bar?"

"No, has Your Majesty forgot? There was this girl from the Ding family on the list that the Chancellor of the Right gave you last time." Laifu said.

The emperor nodded and asked again, "Who did this girl Ding give her flowers to?"

"Your Majesty doesn't know anything, Miss Ding has always been hearty, she just gave flowers as a random gift, and there is no other meaning." Laifu said: "Because she has always threatened that she will not marry in this life, saying that these men in the capital are not One can match her."