The Queen Mother was worried about how to dispel everyone's doubts, and when she heard her say this, she hurriedly responded, "Okay, Mama Rong will go and get a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone!"

"Yes, Queen Mother!"

Su Yao didn't expect Mo Ling to say that she was painting on the spot, and originally wanted to use the charge of deceiving the queen mother with the little to force the queen mother to punish her, and the queen mother would not be punished seriously if she hurt the little nymphomaniac, at most she would be grounded.

But what she wants is for the little to be grounded and stay in the palace, so she can't get out of Wei'er's idea of fighting the little nymphomaniac, although Wei'er says on the face that she doesn't want to fight the idea of the little nymphomaniac, but her son knows best, and the person he likes won't let go!

Subconsciously looked at Ye Qianwei, only to see that his eyes were blazing and staring at Mo Ling, his heart skipped a beat, whatever he did in the Night Country, the exchange meeting would not work, if the matter was exposed, Wei'er would be laughed at by the world!

His brows furrowed, and his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to give Mo Ling a charge to grounding her.

But after thinking about it for a long time, I didn't have a clue, but now the little has become clever and smart, and there is the love of the royal family, I want to charge her with a crime, it's difficult!

Looking at Mo Ling, who was dangling outside the gazebo, he rubbed his temples with a headache.

"Is my sister really uncomfortable?"

Su Yao suppressed the irritability in her heart and chuckled: "No, thank you sister for your concern." ”

"Don't see outside, my sister has to take care of herself, the prince and the second prince need a sister. Li Mengying covered her mouth and chuckled, teasing.

After listening to the thorn in her heart, Su Yao was faintly painful, pulled the corners of her mouth stiffly, suddenly felt a murderous aura shoot towards her, raised her eyes and smiled at him, and then greeted Li Mengying.

Ye Qianao's lips were tense, his fists were clenched tightly, green tendons were faintly visible on his face, his eyes were scarlet and stared at Su Yao tightly, with a strong murderous aura in his eyes, and a tyrannical aura was permeated around him.

When everyone saw his appearance, they unconsciously shook their little body, it was better to see it than to hear it, the second prince really hated the night queen so much.

How much hatred does this have to hate her so much...

Mo Ling didn't know what was happening in the pavilion, she was watching the scenery of the Imperial Garden, and she wanted to sketch it later.

After seeing that the layout had been formed in his mind, he raised his feet and returned to the gazebo.

At this time, Mama Rong took a few palace maids and eunuchs, carried a long table, and entered the pavilion with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Mo Ling asked Mama Rong to put the long table outside the pavilion, and gave the Queen Mother a blessing: "Imperial Grandma Ling'er has gone to paint, please wait." ”

"Okay, okay, but isn't it cold to sit outside?"

Mo Ling smiled sweetly: "It's not cold." After speaking, he walked outside the pavilion, sat down with his back to everyone, picked up graphite and drew the lines of the imperial garden.

Everyone looked outside the pavilion, and when they saw her appearance, they all wanted to find out, but no one dared to open it.

"Queen Mother, can you go and watch the county lord paint?" Chu Yue suddenly said.

"The emperor, please. The Queen Mother smiled.

Chu Yue waved at the Queen Mother, then got up and walked to Mo Ling's side.

Mo Ling felt that someone looked up and was stunned, "The Emperor of the First Moon?"

"This palace loves Danqing and wants to see how the county lord paints, can you let this palace watch?"

"Yes, the Emperor of the First Moon. Mo Ling smiled and explained to him enthusiastically, "This painting is called sketch, which is created by the master, and it can only be painted with graphite, and ordinary brushes can't draw it." ”

After speaking, he showed him graphite.

"It turned out to be a unique stunt, so don't look at it. "Chu Yue wants to leave, he still understands the truth that the master's stunts are not passed on.

Mo Ling's favorability towards him smacked up, and hurriedly said: "It's okay Chuyue Huangfu, the master is not the kind of stingy person, the master said that the painters in the world are all family, and the painters are all friends. ”

Chu Yue was amused by Mo Ling's words, the little guy was really interesting to talk about.

As soon as Di Tianjue walked behind Mo Ling, he suddenly heard her put a high hat on him, and the corners of his mouth twitched, when did he say this!

Mo Ling smelled a familiar scent of sandalwood, raised his head and smiled sweetly at Emperor Tianjue, "Isn't that right, master?"

Di Tianjue helped his forehead and nodded helplessly.

"Well, thank you both. Hatsuki bowed slightly.

"What's polite, come to the early moon emperor to continue to tell you. After Mo Ling finished speaking, he drew a picture on the paper, and talked to Chu Yue about how to hold graphite and cloth proportions.

Chu Yue listened attentively, and the more she listened, the more she benefited, as if she had opened the door to a new world.

After drawing the lines, Mo Ling continued to explain how to shape and draw outlines, where to deepen the lines, and other techniques, as well as some tips.

She was serious and attentive to her paintings, but she didn't know that there were a few more people behind her who were also listening to her lectures.

A few people are Ye Qianao, Ye Qianze, Ye Qianwei, Mo Yan, Mo Heng, as well as Xie Yingying and the little prince of the Western Regions.

Ye Qianao, Ye Qianze came here completely because he wanted to stay with Mo Ling.

Ye Qianwei wanted to see Mo Ling's beauty up close, and Mo Yan Moheng purely came to play soy sauce.

Xie Yingying wanted to come over to find out, but the little prince was bored and came to join in the fun.

But no matter what the purpose is, when he saw Mo Ling's painting and her explanation, Qi Qi was aroused, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

Looking at it with interest, I thought in surprise, it turns out that Danqing can still be painted.

The others actually wanted to come and see, but whenever they got up, there would always be a pair of ice eyes sweeping towards them, and those eyes were like thousands of years of ice, making them tremble and not dare to move a step.

Emperor Tianjue was extremely unhappy at this time, these dog skin plasters came to do something, there was no such an imperial husband enough, it was really annoying to come such a person all of a sudden!

Mo Ling deepened a few shaded parts, and while checking what was not delicate enough, he said to Chu Yue: "Wait a minute, I will order someone to bring some graphite to the imperial husband, if the imperial husband doesn't understand anything, you can go to the palace to find me." ”

"Then thank you to Lord Leping. After some explanation, Chu Yue benefited a lot, and looked at Mo Ling gratefully.

"Hey...... You're welcome, all artists in the world are friends!"

Chu Yue smiled slightly, this girl's personality is really informal, not like other women in the male country, this temperament is his appetite.

The favorability of her has risen a lot.

After Mo Ling finished checking, he got up and stretched his arms, turned around with the painting and suddenly saw so many people, he was startled, patted his little heart, and said speechlessly: "Why are you hiding behind people's backs and being thieves!"

Everyone: "........."

"Cut, what do you have to steal!" Mo Yan spat out.

Mo Ling gave him a blank look, "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!"

"Hey...... Lingling, we have been here a long time ago, and I didn't bother you when I saw that you were serious about painting. Mo Yan smiled cutely.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

"Cousin, this painting is really beautiful!" Mo Heng looked at the sketch of the snow scene in the imperial garden in her hand, and admired it from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you cousin for the compliment. ”

Xie Yingying snorted coldly and moved her head, the little slut has two brushes!

Ye Qianwei looked at Mo Ling from head to toe, the heat in his eyes was even more obvious, he could paint and play the piano, what a wonderful person!

The little prince of the Western Regions was full of admiration, although he couldn't understand her explanation, but he was deeply impressed by her paintings, and said in English: "What a masterpiece, beautiful and beautiful!"

“tank you!” Mo Ling replied with a smile.

As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly found that the little prince was in English, and the translator didn't come...

Everyone was stunned, and looked at Mo Ling suspiciously, how could the county lord speak the same language as the little prince Chinese?

Mo Ling silently swept the slightly surprised faces of the few people in front of him, and suddenly one head and two big, and he didn't brake the mouth of the car for a while...

"Dear county lord, do you speak the Chinese language of the Western Regions?!" The little prince's mouth opened slightly, obviously surprised by Mo Ling's thank you.

After listening to this, everyone glanced back and forth at Mo Ling, and seeing the appearance of the little prince, he should be asking the county lord.

"What did you say?" asked Mo Ling, pretending not to understand, tilting his head in confusion.

The little prince was a little forced to hear Mandarin, didn't he know the Chinese language of the Western Regions just now, how can he speak the mainland language now?

Hurriedly called for a translator, and the translator repeated the words of the little prince in broken Mandarin.

Mo Ling expressed surprise after hearing this: "I said it just now, but I didn't expect it to be the Chinese language of the Western Regions!"

Xie Yingying snorted coldly, the corners of her mouth hooked up the arc of ridicule, it turned out that she was blind and thought that she really knew Chinese in the Western Regions.

The people were skeptical about this, and they were blind?

"What's the matter, I'll go in first, and the imperial grandmother has been waiting for a long time..."Mo Ling ignored everyone's suspicious eyes, took the painting and walked away.

Everyone originally wanted to ask something, but when they saw Mo Ling entering, they had to give up, and entered the pavilion one after another.

The little prince followed behind and stared at Mo Ling, just now she said the authentic Western Regions Chinese, if she didn't understand, after he praised her, she wouldn't say thank you to him!

She would definitely speak the Chinese language of the Western Regions, but why should she pretend not to understand?

Kindness... Ask her when no one is around!

Mo Ling took the painting and walked up to the Queen Mother and bowed to her, and then presented the portrait with both hands.

The Queen Mother got up and got off the high platform to take the portrait, and when she saw the realistic picture of the beautiful scenery of the imperial garden above, her eyes flashed with deep pride.

Present the picture to the crowd and show them the portrait.

Everyone was amazed again, and praised one after another, the original suspicion was replaced by amazement, and if the on-site painting is fake, it is clearly looking for trouble!

After the admiration, everyone wondered, the county lord obviously knows how to paint, why did the night queen mock the county lord, could it be that the county lord made the night queen unhappy?

Su Yao responded to everyone's gaze with a smile, and then got up and walked to the Queen Mother and praised Mo Ling.

Mo Ling lowered his eyes and hooked the corners of his mouth, this Aunt Su is really good at acting!

"Grandma Huang, the master doesn't come to the palace much, does Ling'er want to take him to the palace to have fun?" lest Aunt Su be making trouble for her, she better withdraw as soon as possible.

The Queen Mother glanced at Emperor Tianjue and touched Mo Ling's head lovingly, "Go ahead." ”

"Uh-huh...... Ling'er will come over to accompany the imperial grandmother later. Mo Ling smiled sweetly, turned around and withdrew.

The Empress Dowager of the Emperor Heaven Jue Dynasty bowed her head slightly and left.

Everyone's eyes followed the backs of the two of them, and they also praised Mo Ling, and at the same time, whether it was from their own country or other countries, their impression of Mo Ling had changed a hundred and eighty degrees in their hearts.

The image of mischievous mischief is slowly replaced by knowledge.