Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

"How could I be that kind of person, I asked you to hang out!"

Chengling was too lazy to move, and refused even if she wanted to, "No, you can go play with your Taifu Xu."

"Teacher Xu has been so busy in the Imperial Academy these two days that he has no time to talk to me!" Ji Xiaoshi shook her hand, "Good princess, the cutest princess Chengling in the whole world, go out for a stroll with me!"

"Momo..." Chengling just wanted to move Wen Momo out as a shield, but then remembered something, "Oh, Momo has gone to the east of the city."

"Yeah, Momo abandoned us to find her fiance, we don't want to play with her anymore!"

Chengling was finally amused by Ji Xiaoxiao's words, a faint smile appeared on her little face, she was finally willing to get up from the ground, patted her clothes, and asked her where she was going to play.

"You don't know, the city is holding a poetry meeting recently, and many people from other places have come. Many people in our academy have gone there to make friends!"

Chengling hesitated for a moment and asked, "You want to take me to make friends?"

"It's not necessary to make friends, I'm just curious, and I also want to see how students from other academies have different opinions from our academies!"

So Chengling paused for a moment, looked at Ji Xiaoxiao steadfastly, and made a conclusion for her, "Will your Taifu Xu beat you if he finds out about this?"

"He wished I could discuss and learn more with people!"

"Okay, let's go then."

Ji Xiaoxiao finally got rid of Shengling, a lazy cat, and dragged her to the poetry meeting on Lin'an Street.

When they arrived at Lin'an Street, they saw many scholars going to the poetry fair stage. Although Cheng Ling didn't want to think about it, she always heard other girls discussing which son The poem is well written, and the voice of which son to ask for the name...

Chengling turned her head to look at Ji Xiaoshi, and asked her seriously: "Are you sure your Taifu Xu really approves of your coming here?"

Ji Xiaoxiao coughed, pretended not to understand, and took Chengling's hand to the other side, "Don't listen to those people's nonsense, their thoughts are superficial and naive, we are here to see the poetry meeting ,Right?"

Chengling thought for a while, then nodded.

She really didn't have much idea, just let Ji Xiaoxiao drag her all the way here and there to have a look, there were red letterheads hanging on the terraces all around, and each letterhead was tied with a piece of poetry engraved on it. When the wind blows, there is a very crisp and pleasant sound of wooden boards flapping on the balcony, which is very comfortable to listen to.

So Chengling really calmed down, looked up at the crooked wooden boards hanging all over the railing of the stairs, she simply read one by one slowly and seriously, and couldn't help laughing when she read funny poems , I really saw a lot of well-written poems.

The wind was blowing bitterly, carrying the coldness of late autumn, bit by bit penetrated into the muscles and bones.

Chengling subconsciously stretched out her fingers and tightened the cloak on her body, then raised her head, and saw the wooden board in front of her eyes being rattled by the wind, but she accurately caught the familiar writing on the front of a wooden board from the corner of her eye... …

Chengling almost wanted to stretch out her hand to hold down the cold wooden sign, rubbed the back of the wooden sign with the distinct texture with her fingertips, and slowly turned the front of it around.

The wooden sign was stained with a light layer of tung oil, and it felt smooth to the touch, but what was written in the middle was not a poem, but four characters.

The four words she is all too familiar with.

"Good luck to you"