I will never regret my clothes getting looser and become haggard for her.

The inn is very quiet.

Everyone was silently savoring this poem.

Which of these people is not hurt?

There are people who cannot love.

What's worse, like Jin Lan, it's even more unacceptable to get it but lose it.

Tick.

Abacus bead under Leng Rushuang's fingertips was messy.

She raised her hand to wipe away a tear from the corner of her eyes, and suddenly felt very sad.

She felt that she had never felt so uncomfortable and melancholy and lost in the past thirty years.

Because at this moment, she truly felt the deep longing and friendship in the prince's heart.

That was something she would never get.

She quickly wiped off her tears and raised a light smile: "Is it the prince who compiled it? I have nothing to do, and I have read a few books, but I have never read such a poem."

Jin Lan smiled and said, "I have seen it."

"oh?"

"If I remember correctly, it should be a collection of poems printed in the Queen's bookstore." Jin Lan said, "Did you forget that the Queen's in addition to having the ability to do business, she is also amazing in poetry."

"Yes, I almost forgot."

Leng Rushuang sighed, "The Empress is really a rare woman, no wonder..."

She glanced at Zhao Shu and didn't continue.

Wei Jintai put down his wine glass and said, "The Queen's poem is written so well, it just expresses my mood."

Leng Rushuang burst out laughing: "You are young and know what do you know."

"Why don't I understand? It's fine if others are not. Don't even you understand my heart?" Wei Jintai stood up and walked towards Leng Rushuang, holding her hand and said, "Rushuang, you should marry me, okay?"

On the table over there, Zhao Shu and Wei Jintai turned around and looked over.

Leng Rushuang hurriedly pulled out her hand and said with a smile: "Children, what are you making trouble? Go home and go to bed when you get drunk."

"Ru Shuang, I'm not a child, I'm already twenty, a man." Wei Jintai was a little anxious, "I promise that you will live a good life when you marry me. I will treat you well for the rest of my life and will never be distracted."

Leng Rushuang patted his head and smiled and said, "Although you are very touching, but for you, I am too old. You should go and marry a sixteen-year-old lady. Don't waste time on me, I won't get married."

"You are not old at all!"

"You naturally think I am so good now. What about that year, three years, or even ten years?" Leng Rushuang smiled and said, "Besides, I don't like you, and I don't want to marry you. Don't say this again in the future, otherwise my flower rhyme will not welcome you."

Wei Jintai's heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley.

His throat was as if he was choked and he looked at her: "Rushuang, I... I really like you very much. I don't want to marry anyone except you."

Leng Rushuang saw his sad look and thought of herself, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart and said softly: "Believe me, your love for me is just a very small episode in your life in the next few decades. After a while, you will meet a beautiful little girl who is more suitable for you."

"Why?" Wei Jintai felt very uncomfortable. "Ru Shuang, can you tell me the reason? Don't say it's because you are older than me, I don't accept this reason."

Leng Rushuang heard this and went to Zhao Shu from afar.
Chapter completed!