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Chapter 700 This iceberg will never give in (30)

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    Just like Chinese reading comprehension, Ye Chuijin explained in detail what techniques were used in this poem and what thoughts and feelings were expressed.

    Zhan Mijiang only looked at her with his eyes. In fact, he couldn't hear what she was saying. He could only nod with a smile.

    After she finished explaining, Zhan Mijiang finally came up with some questions from his remaining sanity: "Does this poem express homesickness?"

    "Um."

    Zhan Mijiang¡¯s voice deepened again: ¡°Where is Madam¡¯s hometown?¡±

    Hearing this, the little fairy looked at him inexplicably.

    Who doesn¡¯t know that the Rao family is a family in the capital? At this time, Zhan Mijiang asked such a question, what does this mean?

    Although she was thinking this, she still answered: "It's Kyoto."

    Zhan Mijiang continued to look at her with a smile, wanting to wait for her to ask, "Where is the prince's hometown?"

    Whenever she asks, Zhan Mijiang will immediately answer: In your heart.

    But after answering his question, the little fairy continued to turn her head to read the poem in front of her.

    Zhan Mijiang waited for a while and found that she had no intention of asking.

    Unwilling to be lonely, His Highness King Xun had no choice but to remind him: "My hometown is not in the capital."

    Hearing what he said, the little fairy looked at him, as if waiting for him to continue.

    Zhan Mijiang also looked at her, waiting for her to ask.

    After a while, the little fairy looked at his expression: "Oh."

    I understand, your hometown is not in the capital.

    After responding, she continued to read the board.

    Zhan Mijiang froze on the spot.

    The two of them finished strolling around the garden in a strange atmosphere, and it was getting late.

    There is a restaurant behind Qimengyuan. The two went to the restaurant to have a meal and then returned to Qimengyuan.

    In the evening, talented people competed for beauty at the poetry meeting.

    Warriors compete in martial arts, and talented people compete in talent.

    "Compared to the bold flashes of swords and shadows, the competition in the Poetry Club looks more elegant and there seems to be no smoke, but the meaning of the competition inside is by no means as easy as swordsmen competing with each other.

    After witnessing a hearty poetry competition, the two finally walked out of Qimengyuan together with the crowd.

    It was already the moon above the willow branches, and after she got on the carriage, her cheeks were still slightly red, and her eyes were sparkling, as if there were little stars hidden in them.

    Zhan Mijiang sat silently aside.

    After arriving at the house, she bowed and wanted to go back to her room. Zhan Mijiang pushed her against the wall and gently protected her head with his right hand.

    The woman wearing an elegant blue robe opened her eyes wide and didn't know how to react for a moment.

    Zhan Mijiang¡¯s voice was low: ¡°Aren¡¯t you curious about where my hometown is?¡±

    The woman originally thought he was going to say something, but she didn't expect it to be such a lackluster sentence.

    She opened her mouth.

    Zhan Mijiang looked at her, his smile not diminishing: "My hometown is in your heart."

    Others are homesick, but I miss you.

    The love words he had been holding back for so long finally came out, and he released the hand that restrained her and gave up his position: "It's getting late, let's get some rest early."

    The little fairy who was knocked against the wall for no reason looked at him with blank eyes, and then hesitantly, he returned to his room three times in a step.

    Zhan Mijiang whistled in a good mood and returned to the study.

    The next day, Zhan Mijiang, who couldn't restrain his romantic desire to pursue his wife, got up early and went to the kitchen himself to make her a breakfast.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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