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Lu Chen's words directly rendered the person who had been speaking just now speechless.

At this moment, another man opened his mouth and said, "Today is the poetry gathering hosted by Miss Murong. Since the Prince has also joined, how about the Prince composes a poem as well?"

People were thinking that the North Prince was a man lacking in scholarly learning. What kind of poem could he create? If the North Prince failed to come up with a poem, or wrote something nonsensical, perhaps it would reverse Murong Xue'er's impression of him.

Just as people were thinking this, Lu Chen, with a smile on his face, said, "I'm here to attend the poetry gathering today, but not to compose poetry."

Then people from other kingdoms said, "If the Prince attends the poetry gathering but isn't here to compose poems, then what is he here for?"

Hearing this question, Lu Chen turned his head to look at Murong Xue'er, his mouth curving up slightly, "The old drunkard's interest isn't in the wine, but in the beauty's embrace."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Hundred Flowers Garden was immediately furious. Although they too had come for Murong Xue'er, they had at least abided by the rules and did not voice their inner thoughts directly. Yet, as soon as the North Prince arrived, he spoke such words.

Crude! It was simply crude!

Even though the North Prince was crude, they dared not say things like kicking him out; after all, this was on the North Prince's feudal territory, and the North Prince was not a soft persimmon. The scholars and literati could only swallow their anger.

Lu Chen said, "Alright, I'm just here to enjoy the festivities. You all carry on with the poetry gathering."

After hearing Lu Chen's words, Murong Xue'er started, "Next, with 'snow' as the theme, compose a poem."

Once Murong Xue'er's voice fell, the talented men continued to compose poetry. Although they found the North Prince's presence somewhat intrusive, they had no choice but to carry on.

In their view, Murong Xue'er's smile at the North Prince was probably just because he was the Lord of the North Country. Being courteous to the North Prince on his own territory was understandable.

Furthermore, Murong Xue'er had invited the North Prince to the poetry gathering merely to add prestige to the event; she did not harbor any affection for the North Prince in her heart.

How could a vulgar person like the North Prince ever capture the heart of the talented Murong Xue'er? They were simply overthinking it.

Thinking this way, the scholars and litterateurs felt much better, and the poetry gathering continued.

However, the gathering ended quickly, and to the disappointment of the men of letters, Murong Xue'er did not keep any of them behind.

Meanwhile, Lu Chen was invited to a room on the third floor. Murong Xue'er had not yet arrived on the third floor at that time, and Lu Chen sat down inside the room, glancing at the decorations.

The room was filled with flowers and plants, and the walls were adorned with numerous ink paintings and calligraphy pieces, filling the entire room with a scholarly aura.

Lu Chen then took a seat at the table, and the next moment, a maid entered the room with a pot of hot water. After pouring a cup of tea for Lu Chen, she said, "Please wait, Prince. Our Miss has gone to bathe and will be up shortly."

Lu Chen replied with a faint smile and said, "Tell your Miss to take her time bathing, no rush."

The maid replied, "Yes, Prince."

After pouring the tea, the maid said, "This servant will take her leave."

Once the maid left, Lu Chen looked at the tea cup in front of him, suspecting that it surely contained something.

Without hesitation, Lu Chen picked up the tea cup and gulped it down. The next moment, he felt all his spiritual power focusing on his Dantian, and the water he had just drunk began to evaporate rapidly.

Lu Chen could now analyze the components of drugs simply, and he immediately determined that this was an aphrodisiac, which would likely render any man unable to control himself if ingested.

It appeared that Murong Xue'er was planning to apply a beauty trap directly to him, and for this, she had already prepared herself for sacrifice.

A while later, Murong Xue'er finally entered the room. At that moment, Lu Chen was looking at a painting, and he turned his head to look at Murong Xue'er as he heard the door open.

Murong Xue'er was dressed the same as before, still wearing white clothes with black trim, maintaining her aloof aura.

Seeing that Lu Chen was examining a painting, Murong Xue'er asked with a smile, "Does the Prince also appreciate ancient paintings?"

Lu Chen responded, "I wouldn't say I'm fond of them, but I am somewhat interested."

Lu Chen then said, "Miss Murong invited me to the poetry gathering, there must be a reason, right?"

Upon hearing this question, Murong Xue'er smiled faintly and then replied, "I heard the Prince is actively promoting universal education, allowing all children in the North Country to read and write. I thought the Prince was someone who fancied poetry and literature."

Lu Chen laughed and said, "It seems I have disappointed Miss Murong."

Lu Chen then said, "However, speaking of which, I do not have much interest in poetry and literature, but I am somewhat interested in calligraphy."

At these words, Lu Chen approached a piece of calligraphy hanging in the room.

Murong Xue'er then walked up beside Lu Chen and glanced at the calligraphy in front of him, then offered, "If the Prince likes this calligraphy, I will gift it to the Prince?"

Lu Chen replied, "How could I accept such a gift?"

Murong Xue'er said, "The Prince need not be polite. During my time in Yan County, I received the Prince's care; a piece of calligraphy is nothing."

Lu Chen said, "Then, thank you."

At that moment, something occurred to Murong Xue'er, and she suggested, "Since the Prince likes calligraphy, I presume the Prince's own handwriting must also be quite unique. I would like to request that the Prince write a piece for me, if that would be possible?"

Lu Chen said, "No problem."

Murong Xue'er offered, "Then I will grind the ink for the Prince myself."

Following that, Murong Xue'er went to the desk in the room and began grinding ink for Lu Chen. As she bent slightly over the task, from Lu Chen's perspective, he had a clear view of Murong Xue'er's buttocks.

Witnessing this scene, Lu Chen was slightly taken aback; Murong Xue'er truly knew how to tantalize a man.