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Su Shufan smiled of his own initiative and bowed, but there was not a shred of respect in his eyes.

For such a small character, or a fake greeting, Ye Fan was too lazy to respond to him.

His hand had just finished peeling the fruit. He took out a piece of tender fruit flesh and placed it next to Su Qingxue's mouth.

"Come, Xiao Xue, ah …" Ye Fan's face was full of antic.i.p.ation.

In such a large crowd, Su Qingxue was actually a bit shy, but she still opened her mouth slightly and ate it.

"En, it's good." Su Qingxue nodded. Although she was shy, she still felt sweet.

"Oh... "That's good, I will try it myself." Ye Fan laughed.

Su Qingxue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Husband, are you using me to test the medicine!?"

When the audience saw this scene, they could not help but stare with their mouths agape.

This Prince Consort's love for his concubine had actually left the number one scholar by his side, Su Hua, hanging by the side!?

Su Shufan was smiling, but he didn't seem to be angry. Seeing that he was ignoring him, he nodded his head and turned around to chat with the other people from the literary circles he knew.

This bearing once again caused many scholars to nod their heads in admiration.

"I heard that Prince Consort Ye stole those poems from Su Painting Fan?"

"There is no conclusive evidence, but it is hard to say... "After all, Prince Consort Ye was still unknown in the past..."

"I think there's a reason behind all of this. It won't come out of nowhere."

"Just by looking at Ye Fan's arrogant appearance, how could he write such a poem with such a high artistic conception?" "I think plagiarism is probably true …"

These comments, more or less, were all heard by Ye Fan and the others.

"This is too infuriating!" This Su Painting Fan is here to greet you, it's clear that he's here to cause trouble! " Ye Shaoqing was sitting aside, clutching her skirt tightly with a frown on her face.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, didn't care, and said with a smile: "Why do you have to lower yourself to these people? Why aren't you joining them tonight? Just eat and drink, it will be good as long as you are happy."

"Big brother, you're too generous, I can't stand it any longer. If I were you, I'd write another formidable poem tonight!" He had left these people speechless!

Let's see if that Su Painting Fan can come up with another fake book of poems at the last moment! " Ye s.h.i.+qing said angrily.

Ye Fan smiled and shook his head, then quickly broke off a piece of fruit and stuffed it into his sister's mouth, "Come here..." Eat a piece of fruit to cool off, my little mistress … "

Ye Wanqing did not hold back and bit down on it with a "Ah Wu". She almost bit down on Ye Fan's finger, as if that fruit was a Su Painted Fan. She really wanted to bite to death.

At that moment, there was a commotion at the entrance of the venue.

The group of scholars stood up one after another, excitedly looking at the middle-aged man and elderly man who had walked in.

"His Highness the Qi King is also here?"

"Even His Majesty has personally paid attention to Lin Langtian's poetry meet. It isn't strange for His Highness the Qi King to be here twice in the past."

Most of the people had already stood up and went forward to pay their respects. The atmosphere of the venue became more and more lively.

After all, he was a relative of the royal family, and his elders were powerful Heavenly King powerhouses. Su Qingxue felt that the Alignment King could not be neglected.

Ye Fan didn't care, after all they were imperial relatives, so the three of them walked towards the Qi King together.

Qi w.a.n.g also happened to see Ye Fan and Ye Fan, his eyes flas.h.i.+ng with a hint of playfulness. He laughed and said: "Qingxue is also here, is she partic.i.p.ating in the poetry meet with our Prince Consort?"

"Qingxue greets Imperial Uncle. Yes, my husband has promised to open up our eyes by bringing me along!" Su Qingxue bowed gracefully.

The Qi King extended his hand towards a grey robed elder and said, "Qingxue, this is Tutor Zhang Sheng."

Su Qingxue also bowed and said with a smile, "I have long heard of your great name, Tutor Zhang. I pay my respects."

"Ai, this old and useless one is just like a wild crane, there is no need for Grand Princess to be so courteous." Tutor Zhang said with a kind smile.

Ye Fan looked very simple, and only extended his hand to greet them, "Good evening, the two of you."

This action immediately made the group of scholars at the side very surprised. At the same time, some of the older scholars became even more furious.

"Prince Consort Ye!" How can you be so rude to His Highness and Tutor Zhang!? "

"As a prince consort, you don't even understand basic etiquette!?"

All of a sudden, the surrounding people started attacking in groups!

The Qi King felt helpless, but he smiled and waved his hand, signalling for the crowd to quiet down, and said: "Everyone, Prince Consort Ye is the Divine Doctor bestowed upon us by royal brother, and has the same right to enter and leave the palace as I do, and also the same as this duke.

When the group of scholars present heard this, they felt rather indignant. In their eyes, etiquette was the most basic of all. How could they treat it so casually just because of the emperor's kindness?

"Then old man, you are going to be disappointed, I actually don't really know how to write poems."

"Hmph, I've finally admitted that I don't know how to write poems. It's probably because I'm copying the young master of the Su Painting Sect!"

"To be so casual to Tutor Zhang, what are you talking about?" This is simply a disgrace to our culture! "

A group of scholars gathered together and shot disdainful looks at the crowd. Since they had already said so, they no longer had any worries.

In an instant, everyone once again sighed with emotion as they discussed how compa.s.sionate and benevolent Su Mo Shan was.

On the other hand, Tutor Zhang and the Qi King did not say much and only looked thoughtfully at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan naturally couldn't be bothered to argue with that guy. He had long since brought the two women back to their seats.

"That's right, even I don't know what this kid is thinking." The Qi King shook his head and extended his hand politely. "Teacher, please..."

As the Qi King and Tutor Zhang took their seats at the very center of the stage, the Linlang s.h.i.+ Congregation had just begun.

The three pavilions in the three directions of the stage lit up with a great number of lights. One by one, the musicians dressed in gorgeous, flowery clothing began to play a melodious tune.

Soon after, one after another, slim and graceful women wearing beautiful silk dresses walked up to the stage from three different pavilions in three different directions.

"Wah …" This was the first match of the Courtesan Cloud Market's Courtesan Belle Compet.i.tion, Dancing!? So that was what those girls from the Rainbow Cloud Workshop looked like … "It doesn't look particularly good either …" Ye Xianqing commented as her eyes sparkled.

Ye Fan looked at more than fifty fat ladies with different figures and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Scholars were truly amorous. Before they even started to recite a poem, they had already started to watch women dance.

"Husband, who is the Lady Qing'er that you like?" Su Qingxue opened her limpid eyes wide and asked as she carefully observed.

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