"Qinglan, be honest, where exactly is this person?" Shen Qingfeng asked unwillingly.
Shen Qinglan replied, "The poems I learned in a dream, I haven't met the person. I also want to know where they are."
"Learned in a dream?" Shen Qingfeng said, "This is the first time I've heard you can learn in a dream."
"Qinglan has divine favor, you cannot, but she can!"
They turned around to see Jiang and Shen He, along with Zhang Xiaolian, walking in with things in their hands.
The person who just spoke was Shen He.
Just as they arrived, the two elders of the Shen Family and Shen Tang also arrived.
Meanwhile, Dong Yao had already finished preparing the meal, and Shen Qingzhu and Shen Shan were helping to bring it out.
Shen Qingfeng and the old man surrounded Shen Qinglan, asking her to write more of the poems she learned in her dreams.
Shen Qinglan didn't refuse, writing down several ancient poems she learned in her past life for them.
