The painting she had imagined in her mind was that she couldn't draw it anyway, the brush under her feet was crooked, and she couldn't even draw a straight line, but after a while, the rice paper in front of her became a mess of black, and she couldn't see what was drawn at all.

Relatively speaking, Feng Xiaoxiao is much more chic, the little foot is holding a brush, sweeping on the rice paper, and the crooked painting is not much better than Zhao Yinger's.

Burst......

Seeing Zhao Ying'er's deflated appearance, Mu Cangyun raised the corners of her mouth and shook her head helplessly.

Zheng Zixu, who was standing on the side, raised his eyebrows and smiled, but he was not as irritable as a monkey, and when facing Murong Bo, he was a little less crazy and a little more reserved. After all, he holds one-third of the financial power of Yun Kingdom, so naturally he can't lose his identity.

In normal times, Zheng Zixu must have applauded and laughed at Zhao Ying'er. It's just that this will add unnecessary trouble to Mu Cangyun.

"That's it!" After the incense was burned, Feng Xiaoxiao's right foot sank, and the brush caught on his toe flew out and smashed Murong Mo's cheek.

"You!" Murong Mo's face changed even more, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the ink on his face, eager to swallow Feng Xiaoxiao into his stomach.

Clapping his hands, Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my feet are numb after painting for so long, I'm really sorry." Your Majesty, the time has come, please look at our paintings. ”

The two pieces of rice paper that were a mess were presented at the same time, and Murong Bo frowned even more, these two things were all ink, where could I see what was drawn.

"Your Majesty, the courtiers have long heard that the princess of Qi is knowledgeable, knowledgeable, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and omnipotent with knives, guns and clubs. This is a small painting, I'm afraid the courtiers are in a weak position. After all, the courtier is just a little waste of the Feng family, and she has not learned calligraphy and painting with a pen, so I am afraid that the princess will see a joke. Taking a step forward, Feng Xiaoxiao pursed his lips lightly.

Her eyes were smiling, and the corners of her mouth were gently raised upward, like a little fox. Feng Xiaoxiao arched his hand and laughed softly: "The courtiers are self-aware, but according to the rules, the emperor also needs to say what he paints." The princess of Qi is stronger than the man, and the things she draws are unmatched, right? ”

"Poof!" Zheng Zixu almost spewed out a mouthful of spittle, and immediately erected a black folding fan to block half of his face, twisting the flesh on his thighs vigorously, holding back his smile. This fat sister, she is slapping Zhao Ying'er in the face!

Zhao Ying'er's face couldn't be darker, Feng Xiaoxiao held her status so high, but in fact, they were painting with their feet, and the things that came out were even more miserable, this Feng Xiaoxiao was clearly mocking her!

Since she was a child, no one has laughed at her like this, she just feels that there is something in her mouth, and she can't wait to strangle the dead fat man in front of her. Seeing the death-free gold medal in hand, is it going to fly like this?

Murong Bo's face turned cold, and looking at the two messy pictures, he just coughed lightly: "Draw, I, I really can't see your painting situation." ”

"That's embarrassing, draw. Your Royal Highness Princess, do you look at this third game? The sharp mangs in her eyes flashed, Feng Xiaoxiao stopped standing straight, her dark eyes were full of strange brilliance, and her whole body exuded a breathing aura.

Even Murong Chuge, who was sitting on the table, couldn't help but be stunned, he put down the scroll in his hand, and met Feng Xiaoxiao's black eyes, only to feel that those Danfeng eyes were as dazzling as stars in the night. An inexplicable feeling came to his mind, Murong Chuge frowned slightly, how could he be attracted by a waste, not to mention, he looked so infiltrating.

"Compare, why not? Feng Xiaoxiao, you just won one game, if both of you have a win and a draw, you will add a game to determine the winner! Murong Mo gritted his teeth and said, the ink on his face had not been wiped off, and the whole person looked as funny as a clown.

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled contemptuously, his right hand was lightly hooked, his eyes were like crescent moons, and he smiled softly: "Let the horse come, what is the third game for?" ”

At present, archery and painting have been compared, and there is nothing to choose from in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs. In this third game, we can't afford to lose again. Frowning, Murong Bo glanced around the gap, immediately raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Since it is the New Year, how can you do it without singing and dancing." In this third game, it is necessary to sing and dance, and the songs sung must also have charm. ”

When Zhao Ying'er heard it, the corners of her mouth were almost pulled behind her ears, there are many artists singing songs on the Xingyue Continent, most of them are sung with poems made by them, plus special tunes, which have a unique flavor. In the Qi Kingdom, she learned to sing from the scholars, but now this third game is extremely easy for her.

On the other hand, Feng Xiaoxiao, the waste lady of the Feng family, usually rarely even goes out of the house, how can she sing, I am afraid that as soon as she speaks, they will be suppressed by this rough voice.

For a while, the winner was revealed in an instant, and there was no need to guess to know who won and who lost this game.

"Ying'er took the order, but this third game, isn't it a little unfair to Miss Feng. I think, Miss Feng can just sing and dance, and sing a few sentences at will. Pursing her lips and smiling, Zhao Ying'er raised her eyebrows arrogantly.

Rubbing his temples helplessly, Feng Xiaoxiao smiled like chasing flies: "I think the princess should prepare early, singing and dancing also need artistic conception and charm, this rag strip, dressed like a loofah, even I can't stand it." ”

"Who do you say is a loofah!" Zhao Ying'er almost vomited blood, her blue skirt was made a few months ago, and it was completely made for her, which can highlight her two long legs and attract the attention of men.

She is a star master in the middle of the Yellow Order, and she can use star power to keep warm, but she is not afraid of freezing, but when Feng Xiao Xiao said this, he undoubtedly slapped her with a big mouth.

"Little ruffian, come here, do you want to see me dance?" Shaking the fat on his body, Feng Xiaoxiao patted his fake belly and smiled.

The fluctuating fat was surging, Feng Xiaoxiao didn't notice it at all, and the people around him had already vomited out. It would be nice if they were to watch the beauties dance, but the wind in front of them was sluggish, so it would be okay not to look at it!

"Poof, my fat sister, don't bother me, I, I don't have this hobby, if you bet with me, I'd be willing." Zheng Zixu cried with a sad face, looking at Feng Xiaoxiao helplessly. To be honest, compared to dancing, even he didn't believe that Feng Xiaoxiao could win against Zhao Ying'er.

Seeing that Zhao Ying'er went down to change his clothes, he could only hang his head and said bitterly: "There is no chance of winning at all, fat sister, you better give up, anyway, there is still a decisive victory in the future!" ”

"In my dictionary, I have definitely not given up these two words. Little ruffian, are you going to bet on that woman to win? Feng Xiaoxiao raised the corners of his mouth, reached out and pressed Zheng Zixu's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "What if you lose?" ”

"If you lose, I'll give you my Yunhe Return, how about it!" The stinky fart raised his head, and Zheng Zixu said proudly. You must know that this Yunhe Guiya Casino was established by him, and it is a fairly large casino in Yunguo, and its monthly income can reach more than 100,000, what a spectacular number!

The reason why Zheng Zixu dared to bet like this was because in his eyes, the fat sister in front of him had no chance of winning at all.

Grinning, Feng Xiaoxiao said softly: "Okay, this is what you said yourself." If I lose, do whatever you want. ”

"Okay, it's a deal!" Zheng Zixu smiled from ear to ear, he was addicted to eating, the food cooked by Feng Xiaoxiao was better than those made by these imperial chefs, and at his disposal, he had to change his tricks and eat different things every day!

Arching his hand slightly, Feng Xiaoxiao smiled coldly: "Your Majesty, in order to let everyone appreciate the artistic conception, the courtiers dare to ask the emperor to tear the cloth around the stage, so that everyone can judge the winner or loser with dancing and singing, in order to show fairness, I don't know what the emperor wants?" ”

"Okay." Nodding, Murong Bo didn't think about it and agreed directly.

After all, this Feng Xiaoxiao is similar to Zhao Ying'er's figure, even if they are old and dizzy, they should be able to recognize the figures of these two people. Dancing and singing, these two are what Zhao Yinger is good at, what can Feng Xiaoxiao, a fat girl, do much?

However, after a while, the guards holding the red cloth quickly enveloped the entire stage, and the surrounding area was so dense that there was no shadow inside.

"Erchen, there is a night pearl here." As if it was a roundworm in Feng Xiaoxiao's stomach, Mu Cangyun raised a bead the size of his fist in his hand and smiled shallowly.

The stage is surrounded by red cloth, and you can't see the figures inside, and you can only see the jumping figures inside by hanging the night pearl inside. Feng Xiaoxiao was not polite, took the night pearl in Mu Cangyun's hand and hung it inside.

Zhao Ying'er is also ready, she changed into a pink dance dress, which makes her even more graceful, and the amount of milk that is almost bursting out, I don't know how much she squeezed. Seeing Feng Xiaoxiao shaking his head vigorously, he was so squeezed, aren't he afraid of collapsing directly?

Thinking of being able to shine on the stage, Zhao Yinger was even more proud, but when she saw the red cloth wrapped on the stage, her face turned black all of a sudden, and she was dressed like this now just to attract everyone's attention and let everyone see her beauty.

Compared with Feng Xiaoxiao's dead fat man, she is a stunning immortal, and even if she dances, she has an advantage. But what's going on with the red cloth in front of her, blocking her posture, how can she dance?

Seeing that Zhao Ying'er's face was not good, Feng Xiaoxiao just raised the corners of her mouth and smiled: "What's the matter, Your Royal Highness Princess, it can't be that you are not confident enough in yourself, right?" What this dance needs is artistic conception, not physical appearance, just a few feet of red cloth, is Her Royal Highness the princess scared? ”

"Of course not, is it you or me first?" Zhao Ying'er asked with a dark face, deliberately straightening her chest.

And Feng Xiaoxiao did not show weakness, reached out and lifted his clothes, looked at the person opposite provocatively, and explained: "The two of them went in together, but we have to wear this thing to go in, and then when we want to sing, we can sing at will, and no one can affect anyone." ”

Read the first book of the novel