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Chapter 109(2/2)

After looking at Shangguan Wudi with an embarrassing look, and then looking at Shangguan Wuluo with an innocent look, Su Rongrong finally understood what "one thing is to surrender one thing" means...

"Okay, brother is here."

Shangguan Wudi sighed helplessly, and then he came to the gate of the hall.

Squatted and picked Shangguan Wuluo up and teased him for a while before looking at Xu Chu.

"What's the matter?"

"Young Master, I packed up more than a dozen small fish last night.

In addition, I asked the law enforcement team to investigate it secretly and confirm that there were no omissions.

Next, the gatekeeper just now brought a poem to the young master, and I brought it to the young master."

"Can you write poems?"

Shangguan Wudi raised his eyebrows slightly and took it casually.

"Invincible brother, what is the 'knowing poem'?"

Shangguan Wuluo stuffed a piece of willow sprout into Shangguan Wudi's mouth, stuffed another piece of it to himself, and smacked his mouth a few times, and asked curiously.

When Shangguan Wudi was about to unpack, Su Rongrong took it first and checked it carefully before opening it.

Shangguan Wudi couldn't help but smile, then looked at Shangguan Wuluo and said with a smile:

“Well, knowing poetry is a gathering held by those talented men and women who consider themselves outstanding in literary talent and excellent in poetry and verse;

And this poem is a post that invites others to participate, a certificate."

“Oh~”

Shangguan Wuluo pointed his little head as if he understood it, and then stared at Su Rongrong with his big black eyes.

She thought this elder sister was very beautiful, but she looked a little strange when she saw her invincible brother...

"Young Master, no problem was found."

After Su Rongrong checked, she found no poison powder, so she handed the exquisite picture post in the innermost to Shangguan Wudi.

Shangguan Wudi nodded slightly, took it and looked carefully.

“Brother Xian is invincible:

The autumn is bright and refreshing, and the oak lotus is fluffy.

It was the Jiaji of Yuan and Ming dynasties, and I was happy to hear that my brother returned from a bloody battle from Shajiang;

It happened that the Yuan and Ming Poetry Conference was about to be held, so I specially invited my brother to meet. It is okay to use the talented style of the poetry conference to sweep away the dust of running around for my brother.

Brother Wan Panxian arrived in person.

Zuo Xingyu·Mi"

After reading the contents of the poem, Shangguan Wudi couldn't help but frown.

Zuo Xingyu is Zuo Zhengyang's favorite little princess, and outsiders often call him the Thirteenth Princess.

But why did Zuo Xingyu suddenly invite himself to attend the Yuanming Poetry Fair?

What is the other party's plan?
Chapter completed!
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