Chapter 597

Taiji Palace.

Imperial Study.

Changle ran over to find Qin Mu.

"Brother-in-law, the calligraphy you gave to the Empress is so beautiful! Can you give me one too?"

Changle, this little spirit, wanted everything good she saw.

Qin Mu shook his head.

"That was the reward your mother received for winning the Goddess of the Snow Mountain title last time. If you want one, try winning once and see."

Changle pouted unhappily.

Her little chubby face was puffed up with anger.

"Brother-in-law is biased! If you want me to win, unless I am the only one participating, otherwise how could I possibly win?"

This...

The little girl was quite righteous.

She couldn't win the beauty pageant, and she still had reasons.

The sister-in-law was so cute, Qin Mu couldn't bear to scold her.

But he didn't want to indulge her temperament either.

He simply stopped paying attention to her.

Li Xueyan came and touched Changle's head.

"Husband, why not hold a beauty pageant for Changle, just for her alone?"

This Li Xueyan really doted on her sister.

She actually proposed the idea of holding a beauty pageant for one person!

"Wife, don't mess around, how can she hold a beauty pageant by herself?"

Speaking of this, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in Qin Mu's mind.

He then said: "However, it is possible to hold a personal special session."

"Brother-in-law, what is a personal special session?"

Changle asked with her little head tilted up.

In her heart, what she kept muttering about was wanting to get a piece of calligraphy from her brother-in-law.

It didn't matter what she had to do, as long as she could do it.

Qin Mu had just thought of an idea.

Changle was, after all, a former Great Tang princess, and she was naturally beautiful and exquisite, so her popularity among the people was very high.

She was a natural traffic star, and it seemed she could be utilized.

"Changle, holding a personal special session and releasing a personal album requires a lot of effort, are you really willing?"

Changle's little head nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Mm-hmm, I'm willing, I'm not afraid of hardship!"

Qin Mu smiled slightly.

If Changle was willing to do this, it would be another heavy blow to Great Tang's Jiangnan!

"Changle, then do as I say now, and independently write six poems that can be sung."