“Miss, rest assured, I won’t go back on my word. But are you here to match poetry?” the young man asked suspiciously. He had never seen such a beautiful and extraordinary woman, her elegant demeanor marking her as a rare beauty.
“Then I won’t be polite. The second line is ‘Rain about to come on the river bank, white waves as the wind begins to rise.’ Am I correct?” Mei Siyu said softly, nodding slightly.
“Excellent, truly marvelous! Miss, you are a true talent. I am in complete admiration. These thousand taels are now yours,” the young man said, bowing respectfully.
“Hmph, I do not accept this. I challenge the lady to a poetry contest. Does she dare?” an unfriendly white-haired elder challenged.
“What shall we compete in?” Mei Siyu responded confrontationally.
“Each person composes a poem, and the audience of poetry enthusiasts will judge,” the elder proposed.
“Fine, let’s compete. Who’s afraid?” Mei Siyu answered. She knew her classical poetry foundation was more than sufficient to defeat this stubborn old man.
[The rest of the text continues in a similar narrative style, describing a poetry competition between Mei Siyu and the elder, with Mei Siyu ultimately winning through her exceptional poetic skills, impressing the audience and earning a thousand taels of silver.]
After saying this, she pulled Wen Yue Yan towards the Yi He Xuan across the way, not paying attention to the unbelievable gazes of the people behind them. What a combination of a handsome man and a beautiful woman! Looking at how they walked while embracing each other, it was truly enviable!
She casually hooked her arm, causing him to involuntarily tremble. Her unintentional gesture completely made him fall! The way she was focused on composing poetry earlier looked beautiful! Now, walking arm in arm with such leisurely grace, she was even more beautiful! Her voice, appearance, and her faint, gentle smile made him unable to stop looking at her in a daze!
He, who had always looked down on women and never gave them a second glance, was now deeply trapped in her love net. He didn’t know if this was fate or predestined, but he had hopelessly fallen in love with this consort whom he had only seen twice! He helplessly shook his head, temporarily avoiding thoughts that would disturb his heart.
