"I can't. I have to go apologize!"
Xue Qinghe thought to himself and couldn't help looking in the direction Du Bai had left.
But Du Bai had already vanished, and Xue Qinghe had no idea where he had gone.
"Ah—"
Xue Qinghe let out a long sigh inwardly.
By then, the seven dogs had finished reading Quiet Night Thought written by Du Bai.
The calligraphy was peerless, and the poem itself was even more so.
The faces of the seven dogs were flushed bright red.
They finally understood why the First Prince's face had turned so red earlier.
It was not because the poem was so bad that he was angry, but because he had been humiliated into blushing.
"We misunderstood Young Master Li!"
One of the dogs barked with a remorseful look.
"Yes, Young Master Li's poem truly is excellent!"
Another dog barked.
"Ah, His Highness Qinghe's 'A Poke, a Hop' was also quite good. It just happened to encounter an even better poem from Young Master Li."
"It was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! We apologize to Young Master Li!"
"..."
Several dogs barked back and forth, beginning to apologize for their previous behavior.
Truly worthy of hypocrites...
"See? I told you it was all a misunderstanding!"
"We misunderstood Young Master Li! Young Master Li won this poetry contest!"
"I'm going to tell Madam Tang about this poem. She'll definitely love it!"
Jasmine, the Moonlight Pavilion hostess, carefully took back Li Bai's poem.
"His Highness Qinghe, and gentlemen, I'm going to find Madam Tang. Other sisters will attend to you here."
"My apologies!"
Jasmine said gently.
Then, as though she had obtained a priceless treasure, Jasmine held Du Bai's poem and eagerly ran off to find Madam Tang like a child.
"This..."
It was the first time the seven