"What are you laughing at?" Xiang Yun asked with some confusion.
"Princely Heir, don't joke with Wan'er, your verses ahem... It would be a bit difficult to take first place."
Lin Wan'er's words were already very euphemistic, as a personal maid who grew up with Xiang Yun, Lin Wan'er was more than aware of the ink in Xiang Yun's stomach, this Princely Heir could not even recognize words, not to mention composing poems.
However, when it comes to famous works, Princely Heir does have some.
However, most of them are like 'The hero has not yet grown old, the old lady still has her charm.' or 'The poor is the only one who can do anything. Or 'If you're poor, you'll be alone, but if you're rich, you'll have concubines.' 'Husbands who are married don't go to bed, chaff wives don't go to church.
