When Zhou Shihui came over, she stood on tiptoe to watch and asked the onlookers at the door, "What kind of a competition is going on inside?"
The people said, "Young Master Qiao, the future husband of Princess Fulu, and Mr. Lin Mo, the future husband of Third Miss Qin, are having a competition in writing poems. Within an hour, whoever writes more poems will win.
"Young Master Lin has Third Miss Qin to help him, so it seems he is going to win!"
Zhou Shihui finally saw her senior brother who she had been missing so much these days. He was writing as fast as he could at the table. Zhou Shihui hurried forward and wanted to ask her senior brother's real thoughts.
But she knew that Senior Brother must not lose to Lin Mo.
Zhou Shihui walked up to Qiao Lu and said to him, "Senior Brother, let me help you."
