Compared with Yun Dai's two snow poems, there is less loneliness, freshness, and shocking charm.

To sum up, there is no emotion.

Zhao Yuan put down the paper and smiled lightly, "It's not bad."

Jin Yao pursed her lips and saw that he was cold in response, she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Although she said that she was humble, she wrote these poems very carefully. She thought she could get some praise from the emperor, but who knew...

"If the emperor doesn't like it, I will come back and think about a new one."

"Concubine Jing is too careless, I don't mean to dislike it." Zhao Yuantan said, "You are not in good health, so it's better to worry less. Besides, this poem is good, maybe the Empress Dowager likes it."

Jin Yao smiled and said, "I heard that the emperor has learned a few good poems and I like them very much. Why don't you let me see them?"

"You really want to see it?"

"Please help the emperor."

"Okay, let me show you a song." Zhao Yuan had a flauntful attitude and read a poem written by Yun Dai, saying that the snow was heavy in the night, and he heard the sound of breaking bamboos.

When Jin Yao heard this, she felt ashamed of her own.

She blessed her body and smiled and said, "I am a little talented and knowledgeable. I don't know which grandmaster in the court wrote this poem? It feels like I am in the scene when I read it."

Zhao Yuan said calmly and inadvertently: "It's not the Grand Secretary, it's a poem written by the queen."

Jin Yao was stunned for a moment.

She smiled and said, "I never knew that the Queen is so talented."

Zhao Yuan had a smile in his eyes and said, "She is lazy and lazy on weekdays. Now she has gone to Ganquan Temple, but she has calmed down and written a few pretty decent poems."

Jin Yao bit her lip and whispered: "The Empress is very hard at Ganquan Temple to pray for the people. She has such talent. I am really ashamed."

"Your poem is also good." Zhao Yuandao.

"It's too far behind the Queen." Jin Yao said, "I want to go back and think about it."

She bent her knees and took a break, looking at her expression, she was obviously hit.

She has always been proud of her talent, but now she has been compared to a scumbag.

How to not be depressed.

Liu Dequan came over with tea and smiled, "I think it's the best poem of the Queen."

Zhao Yuan glanced at him and said indifferently: "If you want to please her, just go to her and say it. She can't hear it even if she says a hundred words here."

"Hey, I'm telling the truth." Liu Dequan said with a smile, "But the Imperial Concubine is also very good. I saw that the Imperial Concubine's complexion was much better than before. The Ouyang Imperial Doctor invited by the Jin family is indeed powerful, and it has the effect of resurrection."

He is the closest and trustworthy inner minister around Zhao Yuan. The master and servant often chat together. Liu Dequan knows more about many things than others.

But he was very nervous and never said a word.

At this moment, there were no other servants, so Zhao Yuan just answered a few words casually.

He looked down at a book and said casually: "Doctor Meng said she was not alive at the age of eighteen. I see that Doctor Ouyang is indeed a little capable, and it will probably make her last a few more years."

"It can be said that the emperor's poison was almost clear. He is such a miracle doctor." Liu Dequan exclaimed.

Outside the door, Jin Yao looked pale and shaky.

She raised her hand to hold the door frame and stabilized her body, but couldn't help but cry.

Seeing that she was not coming for a long time, her maid followed her in. Seeing that she was like this, she was shocked, hurriedly supported her and said, "Empress, are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

"I'm fine." Jin Yao shook her head.

"The empress said that the veil was left here, are you looking for it?" asked the maid.
Chapter completed!