Pingle is difficult to ride a tiger, "What can be the problem." She drank the whole cup of chicken soup with a bitter face, and after drinking, she only felt that her mouth was as spicy as being burned by fire, she was really spicy and uncomfortable, put aside the soup cup, picked up Yuan Musheng's tea and poured it violently.

After pouring the tea, her mouth and tongue were numb, she touched her lips, saw Yuan Musheng's dumbfounded appearance, and asked, "What's wrong with my mouth?"

Yuan Musheng was already trying to be as euphemistic as possible, "It's nothing, a little ...... It's just a little swollen. ”

Yuan Diyi laughed heartily, tears oozed from the corners of his eyes when he smiled, and asked Yangchun to take the mirror and deliberately look at Pingle's face. This is a little bit, it's as ugly as hanging two sausages.

Pingle also loves beauty, and he quickly covered his mouth with his sleeve in front of his sweetheart. Yuan Diyi said with a smile, "Is this called harming others and ultimately harming yourself." ”

Yuan Musheng poured several cups of tea for Pingle, Pingle's tongue became more and more numb, regretting that he had sprinkled too much pepper powder just now, and even spoke with a big tongue, "You...... You ......"

Yuan Diyi learned her big tongue, "I...... I'm whatever. Ping Leqi stomped her feet, the more she smiled happily, "Did you sue Feng Michu, Ye Wanqing is in my house?"

Pingle didn't think about confessing to Feng Michu, and she also knew what righteous anger was, "No." ”

Emperor Yuan Yipi didn't smile, "With your popularity, who else can you ask for Feng Michu." ”

Pingle wanted to refute, but she really found that she couldn't refute a word, she didn't have any friends, and her relatives didn't pay attention to her, just like the situation of betraying her relatives. She had to be angry, but she didn't know if she was more angry with Emperor Shengyuan, or if she was angry that she had failed more in dealing with others, "I said no, no, no." ”

Yuan Diyi picked up the cup of duck soup, lifted the lid and deliberately blew a few sips, blowing the aroma to Pingle, and drank the duck soup with relish. Then he threw the empty stew pot to Ping Le, who was terrified and afraid that he would not be able to catch it and break the stew pot.

Yuan Diyi saw that Yuan Musheng was still undecided, and said, "I've entered the palace, you can think about it slowly." ”

The little eunuch led her into the temple.

The palace is lively, the Queen Mother, the Nine Emperor Princes, Feng Michu, Lu Cunxi, Lu Haoyou, and an old man she doesn't know and a noble lady she doesn't know, laughter can be heard several feet away, talking about the upcoming marriage between the royal family and the Lu family. This scene seems to be similar, the last time Pingle didn't try on the wedding dress in front of her with a happy face, and in a blink of an eye, the marriage fell through.

But now it seems that the emperor and the queen mother have forgotten about Pingle's unheld marriage, and the emperor's so many heirs, whether they are favored or unfavored, are actually so easy to be replaced.

The mother of the Nine Emperor Sons is the daughter of the Leopard Guogong who followed the emperor to level the world, whether the mother is more expensive than the son or the son is more expensive than the mother is actually closely related, anyway, it is inseparable.

The queen and the extremely arrogant Concubine Qiong have no heirs, and among those princes, the origin of the Nine Emperors' mother, Concubine Wan, is the most noble.

"Miss Yuan is here. The Queen Mother was in a very happy mood, and when she approached, she introduced, "You haven't seen it yet, this is Concubine Wan and the Lu family's girl Lu Haoyou, that is Lord Lu." ”

That graceful concubine on temperament, but quite consistent with her concubine's title, gentle and graceful, the emperor didn't take her during the spring hunt, it is estimated that she can't get rid of the common fate of the women in the palace when she is old, and love is late. Lu Haoyou has a fate, but the Queen Mother doesn't know. That old man should be Lu Fu, the real speaker of the Lu family today.

"The girl came and looked. The emperor summoned her to the imperial table, and put two peony pictures on the table, "The Nine Emperor Princes came to ask me for a word, and I thought about it if I just gave a happy word, it would be a little childish." ”

Yuan Diyi said with a smile, "Who dares to say that the words given by the emperor are childish." ”

The emperor also smiled, "I want to paint a peony, but I don't like to paint it." I just want to find someone to write on my behalf, so I just pick up a ready-made one, you see these two paintings, both from different people's painters, which one is better?"

"The emperor said that the little family is angry, and it is true that he is too lazy to do it. Yuan Diyi joked, and his tone was very casual.

She's been getting lazier and lazier lately, everyone in front of her smiles doesn't show her teeth, pretending to be more and more bored, she doesn't know how there are so many rules here, no one has an opinion, she doesn't know when she will completely reveal her true nature.

In the eyes of outsiders, there is a suspicion of being spoiled, and relying on the emperor and the queen mother's liking, they become more and more arrogant.

Yuan Diyi glanced at the two paintings, observed them carefully, and saw that Feng Michu and Lu Cunxi had paint on their sleeves, "Both paintings are well painted." ”

The Queen Mother smiled and said, "Yes, it's all good, it's a headache that we can't tell the difference." But there must always be a first and a second, depending on which one the girl thinks is better. ”

Yuan Diyi raised his eyebrows, the two peony pictures use different colors, one is festive red is the main color, and the other is purple as the main tone, at a glance at what color Feng Michu and Lu Cunxi's sleeves are stained, it is easy to know which one was painted by whom.

She pointed to the purple peony picture and said, "The peony branches and leaves in this painting support each other, the purple calyx supports the thousand stamens, and the yellow beard shines on the flowers." But there is only one that is particularly gorgeous, and one of them comes out of it. Innate is blessed, there are green leaves and flower branches to support, and other peonies to set off, unwilling to be vulgar and other peonies go hand in hand, to be one of the best out of the lead, but quite ambitious. ”

She paused, and then pointed to the red peony picture and continued, "And this one, surrounded by peonies, thousands of red Yingxia are rotten, but they are about the same size, and even the color is not particularly gorgeous, on the surface, it looks like a group of harmony." In fact, looking at the entanglement of the branches and leaves, I am afraid that it is just a superficial harmony. If you don't pay attention, other peonies are afraid that they will be absorbed by the flowers hidden in them, and they are also ambitious. ”

The hall was silent, and there was even an embarrassing atmosphere of looking at each other.

Lu said quietly, "Flowers are dead things, how can they have anything to do with ambition." ”

Lu Yuyou naturally didn't know that she was pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, and used flowers to analyze and satirize the city of these two people. just looked at Lu Cunxi, afraid that he would mind that his paintings would be talked about so nonsense, and he would be criticized.

Yuan Diyi said with a smile, "I don't have any ink in my stomach, it's not like the Lu family is a scholarly family, I heard that Lu Mengpian Lu and Lu Youyou, the two girls of the Lu family, have been reading poetry and books since childhood, and they are famous talented girls in the imperial capital, if I say something wrong, please don't spread this joke to Miss Lu." ”

Lu Fu said with a smile, "I heard that Yuan Zhuangyuan was trained by a girl, no wonder, a famous teacher is a high apprentice." Even the paintings are so unique. ”

"Master Lu has won the award, Mu Sheng's schoolwork is taught by the master I invited, how can I have any knowledge. She pretended not to know and asked, "By the way, the emperor, who painted these two paintings?"