The third round of the game began, and the first flower fell into my arms.

Looking at the magnolia in my hand, I casually composed a poem.

The second time, the flowers finally fell into her hands. Holding the flowers, she excitedly blushed, "In the wax plum memories form, yet the spring breeze is diligent. The high branch magnolia smiles, delicate hands pour wine. The short flowering period lasts a few days, petals scattered on the ground."

Upon hearing this poem, the officials and young ladies present all exclaimed in amazement.

"Miss Su, you can create such moving poetry in just a few breaths, I admire you!"

Speaking was the daughter of the Prime Minister, a girl who had a deep love for poetry since childhood, especially admiring those who excelled in it.

Su Jinshu was clearly delighted but still modestly replied, "Oh, it's just a spontaneous inspiration upon seeing this magnolia for the first time, not comparable to my sister."

Even at this moment, she couldn't resist taking a dig at me!

The daughter of the Prime Minister's family and I had never gotten along since childhood, after all, the second place never likes the first.

"Miss Su's poem just now was full of common flavor, not elegant at all. It's younger sister who is talented, effortlessly creating timeless masterpieces!"

The two of them seemed to have a kind of belated mutual admiration, just falling short of being completely open with each other.

I idly played with the flower petals in my hand, "Are we still playing or not? If not, I'll leave!"

The others continued, but with Su Jinshu's brilliant performance earlier, the young lady who received the flower the third time and composed a poem did not receive any praise.

The poem was sent to the men's side, but there was no response for a while.

"This shouldn't be happening, the winner of this round should undoubtedly be Miss Su Er. Why are they finding it so difficult to judge?"

Su Jinshu anxiously looked towards another part of the garden, while still trying to comfort the daughter of the Prime Minister, "Sister Zhang, don't worry, my sister's poem is also good, maybe they are just too indecisive?"

I lowered my head to eat, pretending not to hear. After all, I had to watch the big show later, how could I do that on an empty stomach?

A servant approached! He whispered something in the princess's ear.

The princess's expression changed, she took the book handed to her by the servant and flipped through it.

Then she looked at Su Jinshu with a strange expression, "Miss Su, did you really write this magnolia poem yourself?"

Su Jinshu was puzzled but still nodded firmly, "Yes, Princess, of course, it was my own inspiration. Everyone saw it just now, didn't they?"

"Yes, Princess, we all saw that it was Miss Su who composed it herself. And the flowers were chosen by the young gentlemen. We didn't know in advance, how could there be cheating?" Miss Zhang vouched for Su Jinshu, with other young ladies murmuring in agreement.

"Is that so? Maybe all the ladies should take a look at this book first."

A collection of famous poems was passed around, and the poem Su Jinshu had just written was prominently featured.

"Oh, isn't this the poem Miss Su recited at the Flowing Light Poetry Society last month? Why is the poet Li Bai? Who is this Li Bai? Is he Miss Su's pseudonym?"

"And this one! I also heard Jinshu sister recite it at the Full of Fortune Tavern! But who is this Li Shangyin?"

Su Jinshu snatched the poems and quickly flipped through them, "It's impossible! How could this be—"

She seemed to realize something and rushed towards me, "It's you!"

I innocently looked at her, "Sister, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

The young girl was still too naive; the world in books nowadays was not like it was a dozen years ago, where reciting a few ancient poems could make one famous.

Can you think of something that others can't? The good thing that can be praised just by moving your mouth has long been done by those time-traveling predecessors of yours.

However, when they fail their mission, all the characters in the book lose their memories about them.

But I am different. As a awakened character in the book, I not only remember but also transcribe them. This time, I put them up for sale in the family bookstore, also contributing to the cultural cause in this book's world.

"Guards! Throw Su Jinshu out! The Duke Yang's Mansion does not welcome such fame-seeking individuals."

"No, I didn't do it! This poem is mine, someone is trying to frame me! It's Su Yan who is trying to frame me!"

Su Jinshu could no longer keep up the act, rudely pushed away the servant trying to grab her.

In the commotion, I tried to avoid being dragged down by her and ended up falling into the lake.