When he finished reading a poem, Wang Wenge nodded slightly.

"Writing well." Wang Wenge said earnestly.

In these respects, Wang Wenge will certainly not say anything polite.

If he says good is really good, if he says bad, it must be bad, and he will never say something good because he takes care of the other's face.

After Wang Wenge finished speaking, he turned his face to look at Xiao Yao and asked, "What do you think?"

Xiao Yao laughed and said, "If you think it is good, it is good."

"So casual..." Wang Wenge was a little depressed. Originally, he wanted Xiao Yao to comment briefly, but he didn't expect Xiao Yao to say anything, but after thinking about it, he was relieved. After all, Lan Fei is a brothel woman. , People like Xiao Yao may not be able to look down on each other, and it is normal not to comment.

If Xiao Yao were to know Wang Wenge's psychological activities at this time, he would definitely feel very speechless. He didn't look down on Lan Fei because of what kind of brothel girl was.

The reason why he didn't comment is because he would comment on a fart!

The poems that I wrote were not my own, they were just copied.

Although Xiao Yao knows a little bit about ancient poetry, he can say something about his accomplishments. The gap between him and Wang Wenge is more than one and a half minutes. If this is a comment, if there is no comment on the idea, everything is not good enough? Xiao Yao wouldn't do such a mindless thing!

However, although Xiao Yao didn't know much, he could also hear some sadness in Lan Fei's poems.

He was surprised. Is such a woman so pessimistic in her heart?

When Xiao Yao noticed that Wang Wenge's eyes changed when he watched Lan Fei beside him, he muttered in his heart, wondering whether Wang Wenge would get closer to Lan Fei just because of a poem? On the earth, there are really not a few literati and scholars in ancient times who are enemies of the world for the women of the wind and dust, but the final result does not seem to be very good. Xiao Yao is a little worried about whether Wang Wenge will also become one of them.

At this moment, the old bustard knocked on the door and walked in.

"Ahem, that, Wang Xueshi..."

Wang Wenge glanced at the old bustard and asked: "What's the matter, just talk about it."

"Yes... the Sixth Prince is here." The old bustard said cautiously.

After hearing what the old bustard said, both Xiao Yao and Wang Wenge's eyes flashed with excitement, but they didn't express anything on the surface.

Wang Wenge snorted coldly, and said, "The Sixth Prince is here, and he is here. What does it have to do with me?"

Lan Fei, who was sitting next to Wang Wenge, was a little nervous.

She naturally knows what it means for the Sixth Prince to come.

"No, Xueshi Wang, after the six princes came to Zuiyue Tower, they had to find Lan Fei. This is a custom..." the old bustard said.

"Oh, you Drunken Moon Tower, don't you have one come first and then come later?" Wang Wenge asked.

Xiao Yao frowned slightly.

This is different from what he and Wang Wenge said before.

It stands to reason that at this time, Wang Wenge should release people, and then seize this opportunity to chat with the Sixth Prince.

But now, things seem to be different.

Xiao Yao guessed that it was probably because of the poem that Lan Fei wrote before that changed Wang Wenge's mind.

Although he was a little hard to understand, he didn't have much to say, so he could only wait quietly.

He wanted to see what Wang Wenge wanted to do next.

The expression on the old bustard's face also changed at this time, probably because Wang Wenge's attitude was unexpectedly so tough.

Wang Wenge was a good bachelor in the dynasty, and his father was Tai Fu, but it was also good that he was the Sixth Prince!

Could it be that Wang Wenge's head twitched, and he wanted to head-on with the Sixth Prince?

Of course, what Wang Wenge thought at this time was not the old bustard's control.

Whether it was Wang Wenge or the sixth prince, he could not be offended by the old bustard of Drunken Moon Tower. Her brain was broken, and she would have to quarrel with Wang Wenge over these issues.

Hades suffered a fight with the little devil, even if she felt that Wang Wenge and the sixth prince must be the one who suffered head-on, but she could only think about these words.

After all, even if Wang Wenge couldn't offend the six princes and lost his wrist, it was easy for her to deal with a little drunken moon tower like her.

She wouldn't do this kind of blindness!

As an old bustard, the most important thing is to be smooth and not to offend people easily, otherwise Zuiyuelou would not have stood in the imperial city for so many years. In fact, Zuiyuelou also has its own backing, but whether it is facing the Sixth Prince or Wang Wenge, Zuiyuelou’s backing is not so difficult to frighten ordinary little ghosts, but it is against such a big role. , The patron didn't dare to come out and show his face, so these drudgery can only be done by the old bustard himself.

"Then, how did I tell the Sixth Prince?" The old bustard said with a sad face.

"Just say what I should say, do I still need to teach this?" Wang Wenge asked.

"..." The old bustard was a little speechless, to put it bluntly, Wang Wenge has turned on the unreasonable mode! Thinking about it carefully, he would cry in sorrow. How could there be such a person in this world? This is Wang Wenge! Anyone can be so unreasonable, how can he? It hurts his image so much!

But facing the unreasonable Wang Wenge, the old bustard had nothing to do, so he nodded and walked out.

After the old bustard went out, Wang Wenge turned his face and looked at Xiao Yao, a little embarrassed.

"I……"

Xiao Yao waved his hand and said, "Let's take a look first."

"En." Wang Wenge said, "I don't know what's going on, so I'm just talking nonsense..."

Xiao Yao laughed and said to Lan Fei beside Wang Wenge: "Lady Lan Fei, are you moved?"

"Huh?" Lan Fei was taken aback, wondering what Xiao Yao meant.

Xiao Yao laughed and said: "Your prince, you are going to turn your face with the sixth prince for you. If you change to someone else, I'm afraid you would have been moved in a mess?"

Lan Fei blushed and was a little embarrassed. She glanced at Wang Wenge and whispered, "Prince Wang, it's actually unnecessary..."

"What's wrong, do you want to find the Sixth Prince too?" Wang Wenge frowned slightly and said.

"Ah! Of course not..." Lan Fei subconsciously shook her head and denied it, but when she thought that there were so many people in this room, she suddenly sweated. Unfortunately...

In fact, Wang Wenge didn't know Lan Fei's attitude towards the Sixth Prince. He just felt that he had heard the sadness and pain from Lan Fei's poem just now, so he wanted to temporarily leave this girl behind.

As for whether he was doing it wrong or right, it is still not easy to decide.

Xiao Yao didn't say much, he still chose to support Wang Wenge's decision, regardless of whether the decision was wrong or right.

After a while, the door of the room was kicked open.

"I said Wang Wenge, what are you doing? Why do you steal my woman?!" A big, thin-looking boy rushed in, looking very unhappy.

Wang Wenge glanced at the Sixth Prince and said with a smile: "Sixth Prince, who is your woman?"

"Lan Fei!" The Sixth Prince said upset.

If this were for someone else, he would have passed with his fist a long time ago.

But there is no way, now he is facing Wang Wenge.

This is Wang Wenge after all, even if he is the sixth prince, he does not dare to be too presumptuous.

Wang Wenge said cheerfully, "Lan Fei is your woman? If that's the case, why don't you take her back to the palace?"

The Sixth Prince's face sank.

He felt that Wang Wenge's words were simply doing things.

Doesn't he want to?

It's not that he doesn't want to, but he can't. If he really brings Lan Fei back to the palace, once Wu Li knows about it, let alone Lan Fei, even he will be driven out.

In fact, Lan Fei rarely receives other guests in Zuiyue Tower. After all, everyone who comes here knows that Lan Fei is the forbidden of the six princes, and no one wants to touch the six princes' brows.

Wang Wenge is an exception.

"Anyway, I want to take Lan Fei away. Don't you have a lot of girls here? Can you just hug one?" said the Sixth Prince.

Wang Wenge sighed, stood up, looked at the sixth prince, and said, "As the prince of Beilu, you just have to be patient?"

"Huh?" The Sixth Prince was taken aback, not knowing why.

Your Excellency Wang Wen turned his face to look at Lan Fei, and he saw a trace of panic in Lan Fei's eyes.

He felt that Lan Fei was unwilling to go with the Sixth Prince.

But after the eyes of the two collided, Lan Fei still stood up and said: "Prince Wang, when there is a chance in the future, let's talk about poetry and songs together, I'm leaving first..."

After she said this, she walked towards the Sixth Prince.

As soon as he arrived, the sixth prince slapped Lan Fei to the ground.

"Also poetry? It seems that you are quite elegant?"

The expression on Wang Wenge's face was a bit ugly.

He walked to Lan Fei, reached out and grabbed her arm, trying to pull her up, but as soon as her hand touched Lan Fei's arm, the girl took a deep breath.

Wang Wenge realized that something was wrong, and rolled up her sleeves, shockingly.

To be honest, Wang Wenge couldn't believe his eyes.

On Lan Fei's arm, there were blue and purple, some whip marks from the whip, and some burn scars.

This is something you can see by yourself, can't you see it?

As any person, I would be very surprised to see such an arm.

"What's the matter with your arm?" Wang Wenge asked.

"Nothing..." Lan Fei hurriedly pulled down his sleeves and whispered, "It was all accidentally made."

"Accidentally? Accidentally burn yourself, beat yourself?" Wang Wenge said with a sneer.

Lan Fei was speechless.

The sixth prince was already a little impatient, and said, "Wang Wenge, do you care too much? A woman in a brothel, what do you care about so much? Besides, isn't it okay? I'm useless. ."

The Sixth Prince's words have already explained everything.

Wang Wenge pulled Lan Fei up from the ground, looked at the Sixth Prince, and asked, "So, you did this all?"

"Did I do it, does it matter?" The Sixth Prince said with a smile, "This is just a brothel girl."

Wang Wenge snorted and said, "The brothel girl can write poetry, can you?"

"..."

(Don’t worry, it’s still breaking out!)