This sudden development instantly captured everyone's attention. Many couldn't help but whisper among themselves—
"Cheating? No way! But that poem Young Master Yu just wrote was truly excellent. It didn't seem like something he came up with on the spot."
"But aren't the topics for the annual poetry contest kept strictly confidential? I heard only the Nanping County Princess and the few great scholars who create them know. To ensure fairness, those scholars are sequestered in a courtyard after setting the topics and aren't allowed any outside contact until the contest is finished..."
"Are you stupid? Don't forget which mansion Young Master Yu belongs to... Shh..."
Shen Qing's expression changed. She instinctively started to stand up, but Yu Jiuqing, who was beside her, pressed her hand. His voice was noticeably colder than usual. "Let's see what's going on first."
