This moment truly could not be concealed.
So, after Ye Qichi finished reciting.
For a good while.
Wen Jingtang finally took the initiative to clap her hands, "Good poem!"
Reacting to it.
Naturally in good spirits.
Ye Qichi indeed, unexpectedly.
No wonder, she specially came to support Ye Qichi.
Because of Ye Qichi's performance, Wen Jingtang naturally felt more confident.
On the other hand, Zhao Mengyu had no choice but to hold back her frustration.
All she could do at the moment was to agree, "Indeed a good poem. It's just this calligraphy..."
Zhao Mengyu certainly did not want to just admit that Ye Qichi was right, still picking faults.
"Just now the Princess has explained that she suffers from a hand condition, hence her inability to do calligraphy. Under such circumstances, for her to write such text, I also feel it's hard on her."
"Your Highness, my deepest thanks," Ye Qichi quickly expressed her gratitude.
