Everyone saw Wei Wuji turning around and sitting down, picking up his pen and seemingly starting to write poems again, and Mr. Zixiu was also watching, and almost vomiting blood on the spot.

"Mr. Wei Wuji, has he agreed to Mr. Zixiu?"

"Just just now, they deliberately avoided us and went alone. What did Mr. Zixiu and Wei Wuji say in secret?"

"I don't know, ask me, who will I ask..."

Seeing this, the children of the border countries kept muttering in a low voice.

My eyebrows couldn't help but frown again and again.

When they looked at Wei Wuji, their expressions were filled with despair and resentment.

However, they are not optimistic about whether Wei Wuji can write another good poem this time.

After all, how long has it been?

How could the inspiration for writing poetry be obtained so quickly?

So, many children from border countries surrounded each other.

Then they saw that Wei Wuji had been holding the pen for a while, but he was still reluctant to leave it.

Seeing this, Zhao Zijing couldn't help but burst into laughter and comforted him with a 'kindness', "Brother Wei, writing poetry is not a drink, just come with a gurgling, think about it slowly first, and write it after you have thought about it, don't worry!"

Zhao Zijing originally thought that Wei Wuji would write a poem soon after he picked up his pen.

After all, he was a talented man in Chu State. When he married Chu Wushuang, he relied on his talent in poetry and literature.

But this has been a cup of tea, and Wei Wuji has not taken any action.

This look is obviously just thinking about it now!

In this case, if he can plan to stop Wei Wuji's idea, he must interrupt!

Because once you offend Yan Zixiu, it will do all the benefits and harm him!

"Brother Wei."

After pondering for a while, Zhao Zijing smiled and said sarcastically, "Or how about taking out the poems you wrote to Chu Wushuang before?"

"After this time, I'm afraid you can't think of it..."

Seeing this, the Prince of Northern Qi found that there were even 'allies', so he couldn't help but get up and walked up. While looking at Wei Wuji, he pretended to encourage, "Wei Wuji, you must write this poem today!"

"After all, the poem you are writing now is for Mr. Zixiu!"

"Think more, then write."

"Otherwise, how can you be worthy of Mr. Zixiu and value you so much?"

Suddenly hearing the two of them chattering around them, Wei Wuji couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and squint his eyes, and glanced at them.

However, before Wei Wuji could speak, Yan Zixiu began to shout.

"Shut up and get out of here!!!"

While cursing, Yan Zixiu looked ferocious, staring at Zhao Zijing and Prince Gao Yin, who were making noises with anger, all the majesty on his body exploded in an instant.

Almost instantly, everyone around was shocked by Yan Zixiu's loud shout.

Many children from border countries only felt that their spines began to feel cold.

A touch of cold sweat fell from their foreheads and then slashed across their cheeks, which made everyone come back to their senses and quickly subconsciously wiped their sleeves.

The Prince of Northern Qi, Gao Yin and Zhao Zijing, were even more inexplicably shocked.

Especially Yan Zixiu's eyes that were so angry that they couldn't help but take two steps back before calming down.

Seeing this scene, Wei Wuji couldn't help but sneer: "Just being so polite, you can do it, come on, give it to you!"

Rolling his eyes and cursing, Wei Wuji turned to look at Yan Zixiu.

"What's wrong, Wei Wuji?"

Yan Zixiu asked softly, his voice was completely different from the moment he got angry, "But the two of them were disturbed by the thoughts?"

Upon hearing this, the crown prince Gao Yin and Zhao Zijing couldn't help but sweat on their foreheads.

If Yan Zixiu blamed them, it would be terrible!

Gao Yin didn't know why he was so impulsive. Anyway, he was ready to kill Wei Wuji, so he shouldn't be in a hurry!

Thinking of this, Gao Yin immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Zixiu, the student knows that he is wrong, so the student will leave now."

While speaking, Gao Yin quickly turned around and left, and returned to his seat.

Zhao Zijing looked at Gao Yin, then looked at Yan Zixiu, and his face turned awkwardly red. He quickly coughed, "That... Mr. Zixiu, the student is back first."

You can't leave now!

If they leave later, once Yan Zixiu gets angry again, they can't bear the anger.

After a while of hard work, Zhao Zijing took people back quickly.

The rest of the people gathered around also walked away in awkwardly and returned to their own position to sit down.

They dare not watch it again.

In order to avoid Wei Wuji from being unable to write it, he blamed them for the blame.

Seeing this, Yan Zixiu's anger was slightly reduced.

But staring at Wei Wuji's eyes, he still looked suspicious.

"Old sir."

But at this moment, Wei Wuji suddenly put down his brush, and his actions immediately scared Gao Yin and Zhao Zijing.

The cup in my hand also frozen in the air in an instant.

His eyes were also muttering to Wei Wuji tightly, feeling nervous.

Fortunately, Wei Wuji did not mention them.

Instead, he heard Wei Wuji and said a little sorry, "My handwriting is too ugly, otherwise, you will pick up the pen yourself?"

"In this way, she can also know that this is your wish?"

"Um?"

Yan Zixiu was slightly stunned and nodded, "This statement makes sense, so I will write it and you will read it."

"Her old man."

Wei Wuji nodded with a smile.

Yan Zixiu did not say much, but sat down with the flow and picked up his pen and waited for Wei Wuji to start his thoughts.

After pondering for a moment, Wei Wuji slowly recited a poem about missing his relatives.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky with wine."

When Yan Zixiu heard this, he suddenly became stunned.

Make the wine? Make sure this is useful?

However, before he could start writing, Wei Wuji's next sentence rang again.

"I don't know what year it will be today in the palace in the sky."

“???”

Yan Zixiu was stunned again, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized that this was a poem of love!

So he couldn't help but think too much, and he immediately wrote down his writing.

Following closely.

"I want to ride the wind and go back, but I am afraid that the jade building and jade pagoda will be colder at high places."

"Dancing and playing with the clear shadows, it's like being in the world."

Listening to the first stanza, Yan Zixiu's whole spirit was like a hundred times, and a burst of blood rose in his heart, as if he was back when he was young.

This poem was touched by this first stanza!

Why worry about not being able to impress her wife?

"Continue, Wei Wuji!"

Yan Zixiu, who was in surprise, immediately held his pen tightly and urged Wei Wuji, "Read the next chapter quickly, I want to go down the next chapter!"

Seeing this, Wei Wuji couldn't help but smile and continued to chant.

"Turn the red pavilion, lower the beautiful house, shining without sleep."

"There should be no hatred, why should we keep going to the farewell?"

Hearing these two sentences, Yan Zixiu suddenly began to burst into tears. While writing, he sighed, "Yes, there should be no hatred. Why should we be at the end of the day when we part? I have long known that I was wrong..."
Chapter completed!