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Chapter 425 Sister Zhaoer, do you miss your brother?

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    After saying that, Wu Zhi took Qin Hui and sat beside Li Qingzhao.

    "Sister Li, long time no see. Have you missed me these days?"

    Li Qingzhao looked at Wu Zhi coldly and snorted: "Who is your sister? What are you calling me?"

    "I promised you, sister, we had an agreement before. You have already lost to me twice, why don't you call me brother?"

    Li Qingzhao didn¡¯t have time to speak.  Zhao Mingcheng, who was already extremely unhappy beside him, immediately jumped up.

    Pointing at Wu Zhi, he said: "Master Wu, the person next to you has already written a poem. So, where are Master Wu and the follower next to you?"

    Wu Song was unhappy to begin with. The young masters from these aristocratic families felt that they were out of tune, and he was about to get up.

    But Wu Zhi¡¯s hand.  But she gently put it on his shoulder and pressed Wu Song firmly on the chair.

    Wu Zhi raised his head and looked at Zhao Mingcheng with a smile: "You want me to recite poetry so much?"

    Zhao Mingcheng looked at Wu Zhi, his eyes full of self-righteous pride.

    "The man named Qin next to you just now has been sitting for more than half an hour. It's okay to write such a five-character quatrain that is neither good nor bad."

    "But, Mr. Wu, you have just arrived. I'm afraid you don't have a clue yet, and you don't have a clue in your heart. If you don't have a clue, then please sit on the bench. This is a rule, set by the prince, and no one can refute it."

    King Yun was about to speak, but Wu Zhi stopped him and spoke immediately.

    "What if I say I have it?"

    "You can tell me if you can, so that everyone can appreciate it and see the talents of Bachelor Longtu."

    Wu Zhi had already eaten all the chicken legs in his hand, picked up the wine glass and drank it in a big gulp.

    Wu Zhi wiped the drink from the corner of his mouth, and finally turned to look at Li Qingzhao.

    "I haven't seen my good sister in recent days, and I miss her very much."

    "So, given this situation, brother, I will imitate your style, sister, and compose a poem."

    Wu Zhi¡¯s face is thicker than the city wall!

    ¡°I am afraid he is the only one in the world who dares to sing the words she will write in front of the original author.

    Wu Zhi held a chopstick in his hand, tapping the wine glass gently, and singing while tapping: "The fragrance of red lotus roots lingers in the jade mat in autumn, I lightly untie my shirt, and get on the orchid boat alone."

    When Wu Zhi sang this, Zhao Mingcheng, who was standing next to him, showed disdain: "Filthy words are unbearable to the ears!"

    But when Li Qingzhao heard this poem sung by Wu Zhi, he felt infinite emotion in his heart.

    Because this man who made him hate him so much and wanted to let go but couldn't let go actually sang his true feelings.

    "Who in the clouds sends a brocade book? When the swallow returns, the moon will be full on the west tower."

    "Flowers float and water flows, a kind of lovesickness, two places of leisurely sorrow."

    Wu Zhi¡¯s tone was very beautiful and melodious. Although Zhao Mingcheng looked disdainful at first, his expression gradually became darker and darker.

    The young masters from the aristocratic families next to him, and even King Yun, were suddenly immersed in the words and phrases sung by Wu Zhi and could not extricate themselves.

    Even Wu Song, a martial artist, feels that his brother sings exceptionally well.

    "There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my eyebrows, but it is in my heart."

    After singing a word, Wu Zhi looked at Li Qingzhao with a smile: "Sister Li, brother, how did I sing?"

    At this time, Li Qingzhao was so shocked that he was speechless.

    Every word Wu Zhi sings can be said to be the voice of her heart.

    Since meeting Wu Zhi, Li Qingzhao has criticized him quite a bit.  On the surface, he had been belittling Wu Zhi and disliked him, but one day, when Li Qingzhao couldn't see Wu Zhi, he suddenly felt empty in his heart.

    She just kept hearing news related to Wu Zhi from others.

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