This doting tone made the princes and princesses envious.

"I wonder what sister Rui Ying wants to compete with?"

Qiao Jinyou raised her eyes and looked at Baili Ruiying. There was a firmer confidence in her dark eyes than Baili Ruiying. Her bare hands caressed her belly intentionally or unintentionally, as if provoking, but also like a mother's instinctive reaction.

"Write a poem...well...since it's a feast of flowers, how about we write a poem about flowers?"

Baili Ruiying opened her big eyes and looked at Qiao Jinyou without any distractions. Her sweet and gentle voice penetrated people's hearts.

"Okay, should I do it first or sister Rui Ying?"

"Sister Yu, please do it first."

She couldn't wait to see her embarrassed, it must be fun, haha.

"All right…….

After all, in the middle of June in West Lake,

The scenery is different from the four seasons.

The lotus leaves connecting to the sky are infinitely green,

The lotus flowers are exceptionally red in the sun."

After finishing reading, Qiao Jinyou curled up her lips and smiled, and it was rare to see Baili Ruiying's surprised expression.

Haha, it feels so good to my heart!

There was silence all around, and everyone couldn't believe that Princess Jing, who had always been ignorant, could actually compose poetry, and she could do it so well!

"Good, good!!! What a good poem!"

Mo Lingtian said three good words, clapped his hands, and cheered for Qiao Jinyou.

Thunderous applause instantly erupted in the hall, and the words "good" echoed in the hall one after another.

He Lianjue and Yan Shengyi's eyes flashed with disbelief, and they both looked at the embarrassed little woman on the stage.

Mo Yuxiao looked at Qiao Jinyou with a faint smile.

"Sister Ruiying, you are here."

Baili Ruiying was brought back to her senses by Qiao Jinyou's shouting, and her mind kept echoing 'How could it be possible'.

"good……"

Baili Ruiying smiled stiffly. It was obvious that Qiao Jinyou had greatly shocked her.

"The world is as thin as gauze in recent years, who makes people ride in Beijing?"

Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty.

Low paper is laid out diagonally, making grass leisurely, and tea is served with fine breasts under the clear window.

Wear plain clothes and don’t sigh in the wind and dust. It’s still time to arrive home during the Qingming Festival.”

"Well, not bad, she is indeed the most talented woman."

Mo Lingtian's reaction was a bit cold. In his heart, his daughter-in-law's poems were the best.

The daughter-in-law's poem contains the current season - summer.

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty."

Baili Ruiying saluted, but she was still a little unhappy with Mo Lingtian's reaction to Qiao Jinyou and his reaction to her.

"Shi, it's You'er who wins. What do you want to compete with next?"

Mo Lingtian nodded coldly and said.

"Eh? Father, did I hear you correctly? Did I win?"

Although Qiao Jinyou had already expected this result, she still had to act out her surprise.

So she looked directly at Mo Lingtian with bright eyes, and her little hands pretended to be nervous and tightened her pleated skirt.

"Well, You'er heard you right, you win."

Mo Lingtian gave a fond smile.

Baili Ruiying was so shocked that she couldn't believe that Qiao Jinyou would beat her!

Obviously her own poem is the best, why did Qiao Jinyou win? She was unwilling to give in!

No one was surprised that Qiao Jinyou would win. Although Baili Ruiying's poems were also very good, they were much worse than Qiao Jinyou's.

Nangong Wu, Su Ziyao looked at Mo Lingtian with a loving face in shock...

"Well, sister Rui Ying, let's have a singing competition next?"

Qiao Jinyou tilted her head, smiling extremely happily, her dark eyes sparkling.

"Uh... ok."

Baili Ruiying tried her best to maintain the smile on her face and nodded.

Singing? She is the best at it. How could Qiao Jinyou, a tone-deaf person, sing better than her?

Thinking this way, the confidence in my heart came back.

Instead, it was the other people in the hall who sang?

Everyone seemed intimidated.

A pair of eyes in the main hall have been watching Qiao Jinyou's every move, and a heart is also lifted for her.

"Singing? Brother, sister-in-law said that right?"

He Lianjue's mouth twitched and he stiffly turned his head to ask Mo Yuxiao.

"You heard that right."

Mo Yuxiao said calmly, and it was hard to tell from his calm tone whether he was worried about his wife or not.

"Sing……"

Yan Shengyi looked at Qiao Jinyou's cheerful face and read it helplessly.

——————————Digression————————

The parents of the owner of Youyou's body didn't come, so Naimen didn't see them.
Chapter completed!