The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 647

Chapter 647: Chapter 583, Minds in Accord_1

Xiao Yeyang had been keeping an eye on Daohua and, seeing that the recent disturbance hadn’t affected her, he retracted his gaze and looked down towards the estuary below.

At this moment, the Dragon Boat Race had begun, with over ten dragon boats striving hard to sail across the surface of the river.

When officials gathered together, they couldn’t help but show off their knowledge, and with everyone bringing their younger family members this time, someone suggested that the youngsters write thematic poems for others to assess.

This suggestion was met with unanimous approval, and soon, the sounds of reciting poetry emanated from the men’s side.

Seeing the men’s side bustling with activity, Madam Guo suggested that the young ladies present should also write poems.

Since this was an opportunity for the girls to show their faces, naturally, none of the madams declined.

Only Madam Li and Madam Dong gave their daughters a discreet glance.

Upon hearing that everyone had to write poems to be judged by the men on the opposite side, both Daohua and Dong Yuanyao immediately felt uneasy.

"I’m going to embarrass myself terribly this time!" she said.

Seeing Daohua mumbling despondently, Su Shiyu couldn’t help but let out a suppressed giggle, "It’s just a thematic poem, what’s so difficult about that?"

Daohua gave her a woeful look, "You’re a top student; you wouldn’t understand the troubles of a poor student."

Dong Yuanyao nodded wholeheartedly in agreement, "Exactly."

After pondering for a bit, Su Shiyu whispered, "How about I help you both write them? You can just read them out when it’s time."

Daohua and Dong Yuanyao’s eyes lit up instantly as they nodded in unison, urging Su Shiyu to hurry up.

While Su Shiyu was deep in thought, some women had already stood up and started reciting their poems.

It was none other than Jiang Wanying.

Once she finished reciting her poem, she received praise from everyone.

Daohua glanced over, lost interest immediately, and focused intently on Su Shiyu, "Sister Su, hurry up. You have to write three poems by yourself, and I don’t know if there’s enough time?"

Dong Yuanyao said, "We can wait until everyone has finished reciting before reading ours; we should have enough time."

With her handkerchief in hand, Su Shiyu quickly formulated a poem and promptly whispered it to Daohua and Dong Yuanyao.

At that moment, Wang Manman, who was sitting nearby, saw Yan Wenkai from across the way gesturing to her. She glanced at her own daughter and then quickly walked towards the pavilion’s entrance.

Soon, Wang Manman returned, and upon her arrival, she promptly tugged at Daohua.

Daohua looked over, "What’s the matter?"

Wang Manman secretly passed the piece of paper she had in her hand to Daohua.

Upon receiving the note, Daohua immediately looked around guiltily to ensure no one was watching, and only when she saw that everyone’s attention was on the poem-reciting ladies did she lower her head and hastily unfold the paper.

Seeing the spirited handwriting on the note, her lips instantly curled into a smile, and she happily said to Su Shiyu, "Sister Su, you don’t need to help me write a poem anymore."

Dong Yuanyao glanced at her, reached out to snatch the paper from Daohua’s hand, "Let me see."

Daohua shook her head and quickly hid her hand behind her back.

Dong Yuanyao pouted and said, "It’s not like I won’t guess who wrote it for you, I don’t even care to look." She then continued to discuss the previous poem with Su Shiyu.

With a smile, Daohua ignored them and quickly memorized the poem from the note.

Not far away, Guo Xueming did not vie for attention with the other young ladies but took this opportunity to quietly observe everyone. She noticed the subtle movements of the trio and also saw Yan Wenkai pass a note to Daohua.

But...

As far as she knew, the fourth son of the Yan family was not adept at writing poetry.

Guo Xueming looked towards Yan Wenkai, who was standing next to Xiao Yeyang, Dong Yuanxuan, and others, her eyes shifting slightly.

When it was Daohua’s turn to recite her poem later on, Guo Xueming listened intently.

The poem was indeed thematic, but it lacked any brilliance. However, the casualness and audacity in the lines did rather suit Yan Family’s eldest daughter’s personality.

This couldn’t have been written by Brother Yeyang, could it?

Someone who understood Yan Family’s eldest daughter so well must be Yan Wenkai himself.

Su Shiyu asked curiously, "Who is Sun Changze?" _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}