Chapter 378

Chapter 378

Before coming, Meng Tian told him that Murong Yan was the most ugly woman in the world. Although he had not seen Murong Yan's real face, Tang Yu believed that the rumors among the people could not be false.

Tang Yu even doubted whether Murong Yan was too ugly to be favored by men, because she was overflowing with lust and wanted to pester them.

When Tang Shuheng heard this, he said with great interest: "Okay! Since Mr. Murong is interested in elegance, I will recite a poem tonight! Just a love poem, I can pick it up at my fingertips!"

"Young lady, you are all ears!" Murong Yan looked straight at Tang Shuheng.

Tang Shuheng stared at Murong Yan's plump figure and said slowly:

"Beauty is lazy and coquettish, making people greedy."

After finishing his words, the corners of Tang Shuheng's mouth raised, and he looked at Tang Yu with a proud look on his face.

"Beauty is lazy and charming, making people greedy?"

Hearing this, Murong Yan blushed. She knew that Tang Shuheng was writing a poem based on her body shape.

"Master Murong, how do you like this poem?" Tang Shuheng said proudly.

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Murong Yan nodded in approval: "As expected of the third prince of the Tang Dynasty, he is indeed knowledgeable and talented. Without having to think too much, he can just pick up a love poem at his fingertips. Yan'er admires him!"

"Tang Yu, did you hear that?" Tang Shuheng looked at Tang Yu as if he had won a battle.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

Tang Yu's face turned pale, and he rushed out of the Tianji Tower in one stride. Then he held his right hand on the wall and vomited like crazy.

Seeing that Tang Yu actually vomited, Tang Shuheng's expression changed: "Tang Yu, what do you mean?"

"Your Highness!" Meng Tian also chased after him.

"It's too greasy, it's really too greasy, I can't help it, I really can't help it, I will probably vomit out the food I ate today!" Tang Yu said with vomiting and diarrhea.

"presumptuous!"

Tang Shuheng was furious when he heard that Tang Yu dared to say that his love poems were greasy.

Meng Tian grinned and said, "Your Highness, don't mention it, this poem by the Third Prince is really a bit greasy!"

After tasting it carefully, I found that although Tang Shuheng wrote a love poem, it was greasy and vulgar, without any sense of gentleness and beauty.

"Is it possible that His Highness the Prince can compose a better love poem than this?" Murong Yan frowned.

Tang Yu rinsed his mouth and said: "Master Murong, do you still remember when the Da Chu envoy came to provoke me, and I opened my mouth and recited three hundred poems by myself?"

"Of course I remember! Each of those three hundred poems is a classic. Your Highness the Crown Prince can read the entire prosperous Tang Dynasty. As a member of the Tang Dynasty, the little girl will naturally not forget it. But if the little girl remembers correctly, those three hundred poems are like No love poem?" Murong Yan asked in surprise.

Tang Shuheng took the opportunity to add insult to injury and said: "Master Murong is right. Can you write love poems? There are many kinds of poems. Just because you can recite poetry does not necessarily mean you can recite love poems. You dare to say that my love poems are greasy. Who do you think you are?"

"I can't recite love poems?"

Being ridiculed by Tang Shuheng, a cold light shot out of Tang Yu's eyes, and a powerful aura erupted in his body.

The next moment, Tang Yu suddenly shouted with bright eyes: "Third brother, who do you look down on? Please prick up your ears and listen to me!"