Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1783
“Don’t you see the white hair in the mirror in the hall? It was black in the morning and turned white in the evening.”
“When life is good, you should enjoy it to the fullest. Don’t let the golden cup face the moon in vain. I was born with talents that will be useful…”
“Ahem!” Finally, an old man with a gray beard interrupted the queen’s pretentious recitation, cleared his throat, and asked: “Queen, if I remember correctly, this is… Li Bai’s poem, right? Where is your own poem?”
When asking the question, the old man frowned slightly, and it was obvious that he was unhappy.
Not to mention that stealing other people’s poems is something that literati despise, even the queen’s pretentious style of reciting poems is an insult to Li Bai in his eyes!
The knight-errant poet who travels the world with a sword is by no means comparable to these pretentious women in the harem!
Li Bai? Who is this?
Countless suspicious eyes fell on her. The queen was a little overwhelmed for a moment. Her confused mind was almost unable to work. It took her a lot of effort to understand.
——Zitong, this loser, actually plagiarized other people’s poems!
He made her look bad, he deserves to be dragged out and whipped!
But it doesn’t matter. The queen took a deep breath and comforted herself by thinking: She has other things to memorize. It’s just a poem. It won’t delay anything.
“I’m sorry everyone, I was just joking to test your level.” The queen bowed slightly, adjusted her state, and spoke again.
“The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze blows over the threshold and the dew is gorgeous…”
“Ahem, Madam.” Someone interrupted again, saying with a gloomy face, “This is also a poem by Li Bai.”
Or…or Li Bai?
how so?
The Queen didn’t know that five days were enough time for Si Jin to use his divine power to turn back time and create a collection of Chinese Poems to distribute to the entire Northern Yan Dynasty.
Let these famous poems, along with the great poets, leave an indelible mark in the hearts of the people of Northern Yan, and their influence continues to this day.
Now, the woman was just panicking, her face looked even uglier, she could only clear her throat and continue: “The candle dragon lives in the cold gate, its light is as bright as the morning, how can the sun and the moon shine less than this…”
“Enough! Queen!” At this moment, not to mention the famous people in the world, even the emperor on the high platform had a grim expression. He slammed the table and stood up, shouting angrily.
“You say you can’t compose poetry, but are you holding on to Li Bai’s poems?”
The queen was suddenly yelled at and was so frightened that her whole body trembled. When she saw the emperor’s eyes, she became even more panicked.
Because she clearly saw disgust in the emperor’s eyes!
What to do? The emperor hates her, she can’t live without him, think of a solution quickly, think of a solution!
The queen bit her lower lip secretly and was almost crying.
She didn’t know who Li Bai was, and she didn’t know whether reciting other poems would bring her greater hostility.
But this is Jiuhua Palace, with countless eyes watching, and one would be ruined if one is not careful!
The queen had no way to retreat, so she could only speak again: “The cold wind plays with the sparse branches, the waning moon casts a lonely shadow, and when autumn comes and the leaves fall, who can understand my remaining sorrow?”
After carrying it here, no one became suspicious. The queen raised the corners of her lips slightly, and her heart gradually settled down.
That’s great, that’s great. This poem has nothing to do with Li Bai, and has nothing to do with anyone. Her hope has come!
The woman continued to read excitedly: “In the cold and lonely frost, who can share my lofty ambitions? I am resentful of the past, how can I calm down in the wind and snow?”
After the whole poem was recited, everyone in the audience was silent, as if they were all seriously appreciating and commenting on the poem.
Now, the queen finally felt relieved, and cold sweat almost soaked her winter clothes.
Great, her position…is finally stable.
“Your Majesty.” A scholar spoke up, and the queen immediately straightened her posture, put on the appearance of a “talented woman”, raised her hand and motioned for someone to speak: “Sir, please speak.”
“This poem is very well written, but what do these three ‘ones’ in the poem mean? I don’t really understand.”
“Ah?” The queen was just reciting the words and had no idea what they meant.
Just as she was racking her brains to think, she saw the emperor striding towards her with a sullen face, raising his hand and slapping her hard.
“Asshole! You stole the lyrics that Jinjin wrote the other day and passed them off as your own. Did you gain your reputation as a talented woman by stealing?!”
The queen’s hair was knocked askew, and the gilded phoenix hairpin on her head fell to the ground, leaving five bright red spots on her face.
