Princess Minghui almost didn't squirt out a sip of tea, she choked and coughed twice, and looked at Song Yanzhao on the stage with some incredulity.

The son is really getting more and more single!

I wouldn't be able to say such things without the burden of thought.

She remembers that when her son was seven years old, he would talk about mountains and rivers, and he was excited to perform for her and the horses.

It's a pity that the colt and she were busy with the cold war at the time, and didn't react much to this song, and then it seems that her son rarely talks about any tunes anymore, and his temperament is becoming more and more uninhibited.

Thinking of Song Concubine, Princess Minghui subconsciously glanced at the crowd opposite, but she didn't want to meet Song Concubine's eyes.

Princess Minghui was stunned for a moment, and then forced herself to look away as if nothing happened.

Song Yuma's brows furrowed, and he felt very lost in his heart.

It's okay if you don't wait for him to come to the Han family this morning, after coming to the Han family, there will be Han Governor and others to entertain him, and it is not good for him to go to the garden to find Princess Minghui.

Now that he is clearly eye-to-eye, he is expressionless.

What the hell is she up to?

Princess Minghui didn't know the entanglement in Song Yuma's heart, and her attention turned back to the stage.

Han Liuniang raised her head in surprise and glanced at Song Yanzhao quickly, her eyes were surprised and panicked.

Mountains and rivers are elegant and famous songs, which person who learns the piano doesn't learn this, she only said that she chose a good song, who knew that Song Yanzhao actually said that he wouldn't.

Song Yanei wouldn't think he was deliberately embarrassing him, right? Han Liuniang panicked slightly, and bit her lip lightly, "I'm sorry, Song Yanei, I ....."

"No need to apologize? No, there's no shame in it. Song Yanzhao stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was calm and calm, without the slightest embarrassment and embarrassment.

Han Liuniang was slightly stunned, her eyes flashed, and a strange light appeared in her eyes, "Yes, there is no shame in it." ”

Yin Erniang's brows furrowed, she always felt that this sentence was inexplicably familiar, she glanced at the audience, and saw Mu Jinying's white cheeks, her expression froze.

Isn't that familiar!

Not long ago, Mu Jin said to her with a faint expression, "Won't it be embarrassing?"

Yin Erniang glanced at Song Yanzhao with a complicated expression, this Song Yanei, I don't know if I said this intentionally or unintentionally.

She stepped forward with a smile, "According to the rules, Song Yanei can ask Han Liuniangzi questions, if Han Liuniang can't answer, the two of them will write a poem together, if Han Liuniang answers, then ask Song Yanei to write a poem alone." ”

Han Liuniang shook hands a little nervously, worried that Song Yanzhao would come up with a topic that she was not good at.

Song Yanzhao glanced casually in the garden and said, "Please ask Han Liuniang to paint a picture with the theme of people being more beautiful than flowers." ”

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Mu Jin.

In his eyes, the peony flowers in the garden are not as beautiful as her, she is really more delicate than flowers!

Han Liuniang's eyebrows relaxed, although painting is not what she is best at, but it has also been carefully learned since childhood, she thought about it for a while, and began to draw with a pen.

Song Yanzhao stood next to her, looking at Han Liuniang's painting seriously, but in fact, his mind had already drifted away.

From time to time, his eyes fell on Mu Jin, and he saw that she had been staring at the stage with frowns, and the expression on her face changed from complicated at the beginning, dazed to some faint displeasure later, and finally gradually calmed down.

Song Yanzhao's heart was a little nervous.

Han Yuntao's incident reminded her that he still had to let this girl open her mind as soon as possible, otherwise, there would be more and more people staring at his dish.

If she doesn't work hard, she may become someone else's bowl.

Thinking of this possibility, Song Yanzhao had an urge to go berserk.

What happened just now also blessed his soul, since she got along with Han Yuntao, she had an epiphany, and felt that she might like herself.

So what about how he gets along with other women?

I wonder if she feels unhappy?

Song Yanzhao watched Han Liuniang painting absentmindedly, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was a young man who leaned over and watched the girl paint, with a patient and focused expression on his face.

Mrs. Han watched this scene with satisfaction.

Mrs. Nannan Hou said with a smile, "Oh, they look like the golden boy and girl in the sky, which is really pleasing to the eye." ”

Princess Minghui held the fan for a while, the smile on her face was faint, but she didn't answer.

Mrs. Han was a little embarrassed, and she was also a little apprehensive in her heart, looking at Princess Minghui's appearance, could it be that she didn't take a fancy to the sixth lady?

Han Yuntao looked at the people on the stage thoughtfully, and had an epiphany in his heart.

He knew his mother, and this move was obviously intended to marry the sixth sister to the princess's mansion.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Mu Jin.

If it is Song Yanzhao and the sixth sister...... Is it okay for me to ...... with Mu Jin

Han Yuntao's heartbeat couldn't help but jump faster.

About half an hour later, Han Liuniang put down the paintbrush with a smile.

Immediately, a handmaid carefully took her painting and showed it to everyone.

On the silk white rice paper, there is no thick ink and color to draw all the peonies, but with simple lines to outline the shape and gorgeousness of various peonies, peony flowers, three or five little ladies in their prime are gathered in one place, or enjoy the flowers, or flutter butterflies, or chat, each girl's shape and posture are different, the demeanor is beautiful, but it is the theme of people than flowers.

It's a pity that she didn't spend Mu Jin's girl, Song Yanzhao thought with some regret.

"Please inscribe a poem for this painting. Han Liuniang looked at Song Yanzhao with affection.

According to the rules, Song Yanzhao does need to write a poem, but the rules are the rules, and he Song Yanzhao has never been a person who abides by the rules.

Song Yanzhao was about to open his mouth to refuse, but saw that Mu Jin's brows were furrowed even tighter.

The refusal that had already reached his mouth turned around and swallowed again, "Okay." ”

He picked up the pen on the side just now, dipped it in ink, and wrote a poem in the narration in one go, "It seems that the east wind of the Communist Party has another reason, and Luo Gao is not victorious. ”

Song Yanzhao's font is chic and wild, with a trace of uninhibited style.

The poem on the subject does not fit the theme of people being more beautiful than flowers, Han Liuniang glanced at him in surprise, but didn't say anything, just tasted his words carefully, and a joy slowly spread in her heart.

It's a collaboration between them!

Song Yanzhao didn't look at Han Liuniang, he turned his head to look at Mu Jin, but when he saw her turn her head away and refused to look at him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but float a faint smile.

I wonder what she'll say to herself later?

Will you remove the word maybe and change it to "I really like him!"

As soon as he thought of this possibility, the smile on the corner of Song Yanzhao's mouth couldn't be suppressed.

But when the hell is this damn feast going to end?