Chapter 1798

"Ah?" Sun Zhiyan came back. She was confused and confused. She looked at adult sun in front of her.

Sun Zhiyan spit out a mouthful of blood quickly, and he was there before; The mansion has been grinding him for three days and asked to propose to the emperor. As a result, she has been distracted at this critical moment!

This stupid girl is fine in the mansion. She is spoiled and used to those intrigues. If she really enters the palace, there will be no bone residue left?

Lord Sun felt a burst of sadness when he thought of it.

Why does such a shrewd man have such a foolish daughter?

He's so hard.

Sun Zhiyan naturally didn't know what Sun Fu thought. She realized the current scene, quickly restrained her thoughts, suppressed her excitement and expectation, and walked to the middle of the hall.

But I couldn't help jumping in my expression,

After all, sun Zhiyan locked himself up in his study for three days in order to say a good poem for the party. The whole study was covered with abandoned rice paper that was despised and held by the owner. He was almost caught and beaten by the furious sun father.

Unfortunately,

In the original plot,

What sun Zhiyan said is good. It's just a foil on the female owner in the back.

Ranbai casually looks at the blue jade pendant carried by sun Zhiyan,

That's what she handed to the shadow.

Tut.

Seeing that ranbai's eyes fell on him, sun Zhiyan beat a drum in his heart, but soon ranbai took back his eyes. Sun Zhiyan cleared his throat and read out the poems he had thought about for a long time.

tell the truth,

This is a really good poem, but it's only good. It's not so amazing.

Shangguanyi couldn't have failed to see the joy and expectation hidden in the bottom of the little girl's eyes. He already knew how to win over the sun family in the bottom of his heart, but he patted his palm on his face and said with a broad smile: "Miss Sun has a heart. I understand it. The poem is very good and appreciated!"

"Thank you, your majesty." Sun Zhiyan thanked her modestly, but the smile in the bottom of his eyes almost overflowed.

Just the next second, sun Zhiyan's whole heart was mentioned in his throat.

Shangguan Yi smiled and looked at ran Bai and asked gently, "national teacher, what do you think of Miss Sun's poem?"

Shangguanyi's words can be said to have shocked sun Zhiyan, who was still secretly happy, out of focus and tender in the wind. He was in a mess. He almost blurted out that if he didn't care about his image, he was afraid that sun Zhiyan would have gone violent now.

Who is not good to ask? Why should I ask the national teacher?!!

Ah ah!

Sun Zhiyan's heart burst into ghost crying and wolf howling, and life was loveless.

At the beginning of Chang'an Street, who in the capital didn't know that she was bold enough to have a festival with the national master. Now her majesty even asked the national master that if the superior person really said anything bad, she would not want face anymore, sobbing.

Sun knew Yan wanted to cry without tears at the bottom of his heart, but he could only lift his eyes carefully. He looked at the upper position, the girl in snow who was full of alienation and indifference and could not see his emotions. He prayed countless times in his heart that Han Bai would never say anything too much, never.

Ranbai turns a blind eye to sun Zhiyan's eyes, as if she doesn't notice sun Zhiyan's poor appearance at all. The girl's beautiful fingertips carelessly turn around the edge of the wine lamp, and spit out two words: "OK."

The girl's voice was very weak and could not hear any emotion, as if no one in the world could make her waves.