Eight-year-old Princess: Phoenix Reborn

The speaker is King Jing.

The emperor nodded as soon as he heard it, "The emperor's method is good, Changer, you can paint a picture in front of the Qing family."

Yun Chang groaned for a while, before answering, she heard Li Luo's voice again, "Princess Huiguo is afraid, this fake is fake, how can it be true, Princess do you think?"

Yun Chang smiled slightly, didn't answer, but raised his head to look at Ning Emperor, "Father Emperor, the Qing is self-clearing, but there are always people who want to mix it up, but Chang Er wants to open a gamble with them, If you want to play, you need to be more exciting. If it ’s painted, then the troublesome son will do something for him. If she loses, then she will do something for this son. , Never regret it, what's your intention? "

Li Luoyong laughed, "Okay, my son can't believe it, you little girl with no hair at all can draw such a level of words."

As soon as Li Luo's words fell, several echoes came. "We are also willing to bet against the princess. We bet Li Luo to win."

Yun Sang nodded and instructed Zheng Zheng to the pipeline, "The troublesome director helps me to remember."

Many more people joined in, but they belonged to Li Luo's camp. When Chief Zheng remembered it, a cold voice sounded again, "My king is here to join us, and bet on Princess Huiguo to win."

The King Jing's joining made the scene suddenly boiled. After Chief Zheng recorded it one by one, Yun Chang took the parchment from Chief Zheng and handed it to Ningdi Dao, "and asked Father Huang to give a testimony to Chang Er."

"Okay." Ning Di agreed quickly and returned to his dragon chair. "Poke the pen and ink on the princess."

A palace person put on a pen, ink and paper, Yun Chang picked up the pen and smiled, "Lotus has been painted, except for lotus, Chang Er prefers iris flowers, which are legendary flowers blooming on the other side of Huangquan. See, let's draw an iris today. "

After speaking, they began to write, and everyone stared at Yun Sang's hand, but saw that her writing was very decisive, not dragging water, almost no thinking, as if the appearance of the iris had already been printed on her mind, painting After countless times in general, hand in hand.

However, for a while, Yun Chang suspended her pen, and someone from the palace stepped forward and showed Yun Chang's paintings to everyone.

With a full smile on his face, Ning Di said to a white-bearded minister who had not spoken in front of the crowd, "Taifu, your knowledge is the most profound in the North. It ’s very deep. Let ’s see if the previous lotus and this iris were from the same person. ”

The Tai Fu quickly answered, "Chen Zunzhi." After speaking, he stepped forward and made a careful comparison.

After a long time, I turned to Ningdi Dao, "Emperor Hui, although this iris has been painted in a hurry, the details of the strokes are not delicate, but the style is consistent with this lotus, and two paintings They all have some common characteristics, that is, the writing is slightly heavier, and the writing is free. It is the same person. "

"How is that possible?" Li Luo was already a bit ugly, got up from his seat, walked in front of the two pictures and looked at it for a long time, then frowned, a little unwillingly, "I lost." After finishing speaking, his head was also Wander away without returning.

So crazy ...

Yun Chang glanced at Ningdi on the dragon chair, but saw that his eyes had already been displeased, Yun Chang lowered his eyes, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, such a crazy person, afraid that he would not live long.

"Thank you for your love, I am really sorry to win everyone, but I just said that the bet was just a casual talk. When I lost to Sang Er, Sang Er was invalidated. However, King Jing was also involved. For those who owe to King Jing, Sanger dare not be the master, so let it be a play. After the mother, ask Wu Ji to come up and dance to ease the atmosphere. "Yun Sang laughed, with a few before her eyebrows. Humility makes everyone dare not underestimate.

"Um." Queen Yuanzhen's eyes lightly swept across Yun Chang's face. There was no extra expression on her face. She just smiled and clapped her hands, and then Wu Jiyu entered and danced.

Yun Chang slowly walked back to her seat. As soon as she sat down, she heard the next Huajing Road, "I can't think that Huang Mei has such a hand, but she was very surprised."

Yun Sang turned her head and smiled, "But it was nothing to learn to play. The abbot always said that what I drew did not have charm, so I did n’t dare to show ugliness, and it was also raised by King Jing. Father Huang He also made a dictatorship and forced him to ... "

"Forcing it." Hua Jing murmured repeatedly, and there was a flash of killing in his eyes. Although it was just a flash, it was also captured by Yun Chang.

After singing and dancing, Wu Ji had just left the stage, and a voice sounded, "Today is the day of Princess Huiguo and the grandmother. We have no talents and are willing to play a song for the princess. I hope the princess can like it."

Yun Sang had a meal, but felt that something had passed in her heart, and it hurt.

It ’s time to come. The previous life is also a piece of his harp. He is full of affection, and sinks himself into the abyss. He has stepped into the abyss. In this life, I thought that everything had quietly changed, but I did n’t want it. .

Everyone's eyes fell on Yun Sang again. Before Yun Sang answered, she heard Hua Jing smile and said, "Shanger is really a blessing. This Mo's son is the best of the brothers in the imperial city. Lady, gentleman is so good, and Mo Gongzi's eyes are so good. She can't live up to Mo Gongzi's heart. "

Yun Chang smiled, "Thank you very much, I have heard Sister Huang mention this son many times. I saw it today, and it's a real name, son, please ..."

Mo Jingran nodded and sat down next to the piano case. His eyes kept looking at Yun Sang, his hands began to move, and Qin sounded, "I have a beautiful lady, I will never forget it ..."

Yun Chang lowered her eyes, remembering bit by bit in her past life and Mo Jingran, from acquaintance to marriage, to betrayal, scenes, sliding in front of her eyes, Yun Chang clenched her teeth, the sound of the piano in her ears The more passionate he became, the more the hatred in his heart grew stronger.

At the end of the song, the crowd didn't speak, and Yun Chang didn't speak. It took a long time before he raised his head and smiled slightly. "It sounds good, but it's a pity that Chang Er is not familiar with this, but it's hard for the son to be kind."

Mo Jingran heard the words, his eyes were dimmed a little, stood up, was about to step down, but slipped a sachet from his sleeve and fell to the ground. Mo Jingran didn't seem to notice that someone close to him picked up the sachet, "Mr. Mo, your sachet has dropped."

Mo Jingran paused and looked back, "Huh? Really?"

The woman who picked up the sachet was trying to deliver it, but suddenly found something, and frowned, "Well, how does the embroidery on this sachet feel like the embroidery just found?"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone's gaze looked over. "Hey, it's Xiang embroidery. This stitch method, this embroidery skill, I am afraid there is only one person ..." <