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Wang Qingci, with her big belly, was helped to the study door by a maid. She was looking for Lu Chen to tell him that she was about to give birth soon, and that she didn't have the energy to manage the Rain-listening Pavilion, so she wanted to temporarily hand over its management to other sisters in the Prince's Mansion.

However, just as she reached the door of the study, she saw the maid there blushing, and at that moment the maid said, "Lady Wang, the Prince and Madam Lin are discussing important matters and it's not convenient to see anyone else at the moment."

Hearing this, Wang Qingci instantly understood what was going on.

Although pregnant Wang Qingci still exuded a bewitching charm, her pregnancy had brought out more of her maternal nature, and she no longer felt any jealousy towards Lu Chen's actions.

Listening to the faint sounds coming from the study, Wang Qingci stroked her big belly and lowered her head to say to it, "You must not learn from your daddy. He's a bad thing who can't stay away from women all day long."

At this moment, Lu Chen was already deeply mired and couldn't extricate himself. Although he was aware that Wang Qingci was outside looking for him, at this point, he had no way of leaving.

Wang Qingci didn't continue to wait at the door of the study either. She believed that Lu Chen should know that she had been there and would come to look for her after he finished his business.

After Wang Qingci left, Lu Chen stayed busy for who knows how long until a disheveled Lin Wanyun came out of the study, holding her torn dress.

Lin Wanyun felt that she needed to be more cautious around Lu Chen in the future; even if there were matters to discuss, she would try to avoid going to the study to consult with Lu Chen.

The study was not a good place; after all, Wang Qingci used to fool around with Lu Chen every day in the old Prince's Mansion's study, and Lu Chen apparently liked to do bad things there.

After Lin Wanyun left, Lu Chen called for the maid to clean the study, and then he continued to stay inside, composing a memorial to the court.

Time flew, and three days for Lu Chen was but the blink of an eye.

Today was the day Murong Xue'er hosted a poetry gathering at the Hundred Flowers Tower; the Hundred Flowers Garden was already filled with many eminent scholars.

To win the heart of the talented Murong Xue'er, they each displayed their own literary brilliance.

Although Murong Xue'er had been an envoy in Yan County for several months, most people knew that she was an important minister beside the Empress of Da Yue, the Empress's most trusted confidant, and that it would be just a matter of time before she got called back by the Empress.

Moreover, many literary scholars had heard that Murong Xue'er was a promiscuous woman, who was sent to the North Country by the Yue Emperor because she kept male consorts.

This gave some hope to these scholars; in their eyes, as long as they could win Murong Xue'er's favor, they might become her favored guest, so the scholars in the Hundred Flowers Garden were even more eager to perform.

At this moment, dressed in white with black trim, Murong Xue'er walked up to the second floor of Hundred Flowers Tower and glanced over the scholars below.

Today, like always, Murong Xue'er's simple and elegant attire highlighted her cool detachment and literary talent, her aura attracting the gaze of all the literati in the garden, unable to help but focus on her.

At this time, Murong Xue'er began to speak, "Thank you all for coming to the poetry gathering I'm hosting. For today's event, there are several themes, and I've specifically invited the Poetry Immortal Wei Li to appraise everyone's poems."

At these words, the crowd stirred.

People hadn't expected that Murong Xue'er would actually invite Wei Li, who, like Zhuge Zhongguang, was an object of admiration among all literati.

However, in recent years, Wei Li had almost no fixed residence, being seen in any dynasty, and he hardly ever accepted invitations from the great dynasties or participated in events.

The poems that people knew of Wei Li were those from before he became famous; there were barely any new works from the present Wei Li.

Of course, this didn't hinder Wei Li's sacred image in the hearts of literati.

Just then, an elderly man with white hair approached Murong Xue'er, causing another stir among the crowd.

"It really is the Elder Wei Li!"

"This is the first time I've heard that Elder Wei Li is attending such a privately organized poetry gathering?"

"Who would have thought that Miss Murong could even invite Elder Wei Li; does that mean Elder Wei has decided to join the Da Yue Dynasty?"

"Didn't Elder Wei say in the past that he would not join any dynasty?"

"Who knows? Maybe he's tired of traveling around and plans to settle down somewhere."

...

While people were abuzz with discussion, the white-haired elder spoke softly to Murong Xue'er, "Miss Murong, are you sure the North Prince will attend such a gathering?"

Murong Xue'er smiled lightly and then said, "The North Prince has already promised. He will definitely come today."

Wei Li said, "Then I'm entrusting my matter to you."

Murong Xue'er replied, "Please rest assured, Elder Wei. I will do my best to help you find out about Elder Zhuge's affairs."

Wei Li and Zhuge Zhongguang, held as two sacred mountains in the hearts of literary scholars, with Zhuge Zhongguang's fame always overshadowing Wei Li.

Wei Li had been unwilling for decades to be inferior to Zhuge Zhongguang, so he had tried every means, striving to surpass him, but no matter what he did, Zhuge Zhongguang remained the Literature Saint in people's hearts.