"Chixue hasn't put your painting in my study for a long time!"

Mo Yichen looked at Mu Xiyue with a dark face, and there seemed to be a bit of warning in his voice, or, ...... Vinegar flavor!

The sound poured into her ears, making Mu Xiyue's expression change slightly, and she turned her face to look at Mo Yijian's gritted teeth, and couldn't help but feel funny in her heart.

Since knowing that Chixue stole her painting to Mo Yichen, Mu Xiyue taught the little thing a good lesson, and since then, the works that were thrown away in the study have never been thrown away, think about it, Mo Yichen seemed to have told him that he wanted to paint a painting for him seriously, but when he got busy, he forgot it, no wonder his face was ugly.

"Are you just here to paint a picture of the prince?"

Mu Xiyue lowered her voice and whispered in Mo Yichen's ear, as she spoke, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, and a weird smile surfaced.

Mo Yichen was stunned, looking at the smile that appeared on the corner of Mu Xiyue's lips, the expression in his eyes deepened a little, although he didn't know what her purpose was, but he also understood that she never did things that she was not sure of, so he could only let her.

In the midst of everyone's discussions, Mu Xiyue walked to the table, but she didn't rush to pick up the pen, she looked at the night that was still a little red in the distance, and gradually immersed her thoughts in her own artistic conception.

Everyone saw Mu Xiyue like this, and the discussion was even more intensive, as we all know, Mu Xiyue is a rare talented woman in the imperial capital, plus the game with the princess of Jinxiu, a woman in Chonglou just now, people can't help but admire, and now they are looking forward to her words.

Mu Xiyue was immersed in the drawing in her mind, and suddenly her eyes flashed with time, and she gathered her thoughts that had drifted away, watching Mu Xiyan quietly help her polish the ink on the side, a light smile appeared on her face, and she was a little more relieved, and she picked up the pen unhurriedly.

The anvil flattened the rice paper, Mu Xiyue was as delicate as a slender plain handpen, dragging the sleeves as white as snow on the left side, with a veil on the face that made people not see clearly, but the bottom of the eyes was solemn, and the white clothes looked even more quiet in this slightly deepened twilight, like an epiphany waiting to bloom, pure and refined, making people involuntarily approach, but they were deterred by the cold hope exuded by her body.

seemed to be very interested in Mu Xiyue's words, the emperor held a wine glass in his hand, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on Mu Xiyue's painting, watching her pen wave, he unconsciously brought out a little nervousness, and even, looking forward to the content of her pen.

The emperor's talent is well known throughout the Celestial Empire, especially in calligraphy and painting, but this time from Mu Xiyue's painting, she can't see her intentions, and in this way, she can't see what she is painting at all!

Everyone stood behind Mu Xiyue and kept talking, what the emperor couldn't see, they naturally couldn't see it, but the more it was like this, the more curious they felt, after all, Mu Xiyue's previous paintings had been praised by the queen mother.

The energy of the whole body is focused on the right hand, Mu Xiyue doesn't care at all about the sound of Suo Suo in her ears, her hand keeps moving at the moment of the whole body's attention, sometimes frowning and thinking, sometimes hooking her lips and smiling, even through the veil, she can't help but make people look stupid.

After a moment, the pen in Mu Xiyue's hand finally stopped, raised her head and glanced among the crowd, the corners of her lips moved slightly, and a mysterious smile appeared on her face.

Outcry......

The discussion just now stopped, everyone was quiet for a moment, and they applauded in unison, only to see that the painting that originally couldn't see any artistic conception was turned upside down by Mu Xiyue, and then suddenly understood what she was painting!

On the picture, only a branch of cold plum proudly opens between the snowy peaks, the mountains are stacked and green, and the horse's hooves are flying in the depths of the valley, and the snow dust and the flying snow in the sky should be together, from the same place, and return to the same root.

There seems to be a dead silence between the vast heaven and earth, but out of thin air there is a pair of war horses to break the solemn silence between the heaven and the earth, a team of knights in military armor on the iron horse, from this cold flash whistling by, the originally calm landscape painting, because this team of knights has become a little energetic, the whole painting is just a simple ink rendering, no dazzling colors, but because of this, people can't help but concentrate.

When the emperor, who was about to drink with a wine glass on the seat, saw the painting raised in Mu Xiyue's hand, he shook suddenly, and his eyes were cold and unclear, his eyes stared at Mu Xiyue in a complicated way, and he didn't leave for a long time, and the wine glass was held in his hand, and he should tremble slightly for force.

Catching a glimpse of such a big reaction from the emperor in the afterglow, Mu Xiyue couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips, and a smile that no one noticed flashed in her eyes, she knew that the emperor understood her painting.

Similarly, the expressions on Mo Yichen and the prince's faces couldn't help but change a little, but the two of them didn't think the same as the emperor.

The same scene has different meanings in the hearts of different people.

In the eyes of the prince's Mo Yichen, this painting is the scene when the two of them went to Saibei together five years ago when they passed through the snowy mountains, when the emperor was the commander, the prince and Mo Yichen were the deputy marshals, and the task of the two was to take a team of men and horses to raid the rear of the enemy camp.

Mo Yichen told Mu Xiyue about this, but she didn't expect that she would be able to restore the original scene as if she had seen it, and now looking at this girl, she couldn't help but feel like a treasure.

While looking at the painting, Mo Yichen and the prince couldn't help but glance at each other, and the look that flashed between their eyes could only be understood by the two of them, just at a glance, the expressions on their faces had some subtle changes.

The tacit understanding in the past, the brotherhood in the past, I don't know when, there was a distance between the two, although Mo Yichen still supports the prince now, but he always feels that he is twisting a force, just like today.

"You ......"

There was a bit of excitement between the emperor's eyes, not like the prince and Mo Yichen looked at each other silently, his eyes even flashed with stars, he didn't know the story between the prince and Mo Yichen, but his story was clear, and that person was no longer there.

Yes, this painting in the eyes of the emperor is exactly when he was still the crown prince, Mu Xianghui helped him win the first battle, although the soldiers and horses he brought with him suffered heavy casualties, but he still kept the frontier line and did not move a single cent, and it is precisely because of this that he really established his position!

Mu Xiyue looked up at the emperor's reaction, and couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in her heart, the emperor still remembered the time between them, so it seems that his life experience is put on the table, and the emperor will not sit idly by, he will give Mu Fu an explanation, and give his dead father an explanation!

And Mu Xiyue's intention to paint this painting is here!

"The courtiers have the courage to sacrifice their ugliness!"

Mu Xiyue's voice was clear, and the moment the emperor looked at him, he withdrew the deep meaning in his eyes, and his eyes were still calm and indifferent, as if this painting did not have such a deep meaning.

The thirteen princes, who were still drinking with a wine glass next to the emperor, couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips when his eyes touched the expression on the emperor's face, raised his hand, and poured another glass of wine.

As soon as Mu Xiyue's words came out, there was silence everywhere, the emperor didn't speak, the prince didn't speak, and even the mothers around him became nervous.

"Show me this picture!"

The emperor's voice trembled a little, and between speaking, his eyes still stayed on the painting and never left.

The prince's face froze, looking at the emperor's anxious face, and hurriedly sent the painting to the emperor in person, doubting in his heart, but now he is a little afraid to ask.

His eyes fell on the painting, and the expression on the emperor's face changed again and again, the corners of his lips trembled slightly, and his excitement was self-evident.

Raising his head to look at Mu Xiyue, the expression in the emperor's eyes changed slightly, thinking that it was impossible for her as a little girl to know what happened when she was young, and even her father, General Su, didn't know what happened at that time, maybe her painting was also a coincidence!

Mu Xiyue watched the expression on the emperor's face change, and a light smile flashed in her eyes without a trace, when she was with Mrs. Jinghui before, Mu Xiyue specially asked about some unknown things that happened between her father and the emperor in order to do things well, thinking that she would be able to use it one day, and the emperor naturally would not know where he learned about it, and he would not think that he was Mu Xianghui's daughter.

"Prince, can you give this painting to me?"

While speaking, the emperor's eyes looked towards Mu Xiyue, and his face seemed to have a bit of inquiry, seeing that Mu Xiyue did not have any objections, then he turned to the prince, and it seemed that what he really asked for was Mu Xiyue's meaning.

Mu Xiyue's eyes wandered, originally this painting was intended to be given to the emperor, and she also knew that the emperor would want this painting, but now it is developing according to her own ideas?

As soon as the emperor's voice came out, everyone was in an uproar, a little unbelievable, the emperor actually grabbed a gift at the prince's birthday banquet?

The emperor's voice came from his ears, and the prince turned his face to look at the emperor, his expression changed, looking at the emperor's excitement, although he was not very clear, he also knew that it was very important for the emperor.

"Then Miss Su's flowers were presented to my father, and the sons were very happy, but I didn't know ...... Miss Su."

Speaking of life, the prince's eyes looked towards Mu Xiyue, and the expression between his eyes sank a little, I have to say that the prince actually likes this painting very much, after all, it has a different meaning, not to mention that it is from Mu Xiyue's hand, but since the emperor has opened his mouth, no matter what aspect he considers, he has no room for refusal, or his own status and interests are more important!

"Since the painting is given to the prince, it is disposed of by the prince!"

The corners of Mu Xiyue's lips were slightly hooked between words, bringing out a light smile, turned around and looked at Mo Yichen, and blinked silently.

Everyone was so shocked that their jaws were about to drop, not only the civil and military officials below but also the high-ranking masters, some people were amazed and some people were annoyed, such as Concubine Zhen, who was Li Aijia's aunt just now!

"Sure enough, I am a talented girl of the Celestial Empire, Miss Su is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she has miraculously survived falling into the cliff before, which is unbelievable!"

Concubine Zhen said as she spoke, her eyes looked at Mu Xiyue, and suddenly her face turned with a look of surprise: "It's been so long, isn't the injury on Miss Su's face still healed?" Why do you still have to show people with a veil? ”