Nangong Ling had expected that this little fish was looking for him, and if she found someone else, he would be unhappy.

The look in his eyes was full of pampering, and he said with a light smile: "It is the third life of this king to be able to serve the lord of Yanluo." ”、

Hearing Nangong Ling's words, the eyes of the people on the first floor were about to widen.

They all heard it wrong, Nangong Ling is a famous cold-faced prince in Tianyao, and he doesn't pretend to anyone, but at this time, he actually said this kind of almost flattering compliment to Ruan Yanluo.

It was said that "three lives are lucky"?

A bunch of eyes cut Ruan Yanluo like a knife, this Ruan madman, really is the female public enemy of Tianyao, King Ling's vision is too bad.

Ruan Yanluo stared at Nangong Ling a little helplessly, is there such a thing as him? She didn't say she didn't want him, why was he so eager to create the established fact that he was her person in front of everyone, as if she was afraid that she would leave him and run away.

Nangong Ling stepped forward and asked, "How does the Lord of Yanluo want this king to help you?" ”

He stood very close to Ruan Yanluo, and his tall stature made Ruan Yanluo have to raise his head slightly to face him.

It's obviously a very serious question, but because of this posture, it's inexplicably a little ambiguous, as if it's **.

Ruan Yanluo's breathing suddenly became chaotic.

Demon, demon, where is Lord Fahai, come and take this guy quickly, at least don't let him discharge her anytime and anywhere.

Stabilized his mind and whispered a few words in Nangong Ling's ear.

Nangong Ling listened, with a puzzled look on her face, as if she was asking her: Do you really want to do this?

Ruan Yanluo nodded, giving him a reassuring look.

"Did you say yes? Still can't draw? Such intimate images made the Emperor's temper surprisingly bad, and he asked angrily.

"The emperor is angry, and this is the painting." Ruan Yanluo responded, and his voice immediately became very respectful and cold.

The emperor immediately blocked his heart in one breath, and his chest hurt.

Ruan Yanluo ordered someone to take the drawing paper in the air, gestured to Nangong Ling with the water, and suddenly raised his hand and directly splashed the entire cup of water on the drawing paper.

"Ah......h

There was a sudden exclamation in the room, the painting paper was stained with water, where can I still see it, Ruan Yanluo knew that it could not be remedied, so he was going to break the jar?

However, before their exclamations fell, Nangong Ling suddenly made a move, and a palm wind came out of his palm, which approached the clear water splashed by Ruan Yanluo, turning all the clear water that was originally gathered together into a fine mist and sprinkling it evenly on the drawing paper.

The water fell and the ink opened, and an amazing scene appeared in front of my eyes.

The original dry and tangled ink marks spread outward little by little under the moisture of water vapor, the brushstrokes became mellow and free, the branches of the trees gave birth to wind bones, the unknown ink stains became craggy and strange stones and paths far away, the pockmarks in the high altitude were the most open, turning into a cloud of nothingness, and the two ugly birds turned into aura in an instant, as if flying among the clouds.

What a picture of snow and sunshine in winter, frost birds in the sky.

The Queen Mother stood up in surprise and leaned forward, as if to see how this kind of thing happened, the cups in the hands of the palace concubines and nobles fell to the ground with a clatter, they were originally waiting to see Ruan Yanluo make a fool of herself, who knew that she was waiting for such a miracle.

Mei Xianxian's eyes widened, impossible, how could there be such a thing? Ruan Yanluo really turned that piece of garbage into magic.

"W, how the hell is this done?" The Queen Mother asked in surprise.

"It's just a small trick, and the Empress Dowager Neng Bo is satisfied with a smile." Ruan Yanluo said with a smile, and explained the principle to everyone in detail.

It turned out that Ruan Yanluo painted on only one piece of paper, but in fact, it was three pieces of paper.

The paper painted in this space is only one layer whether it is cheap or expensive, but in the space of Ruan Yanluo, there is a distinction between cooked Xuan and Jian Xuan, the so-called Xuan Xuan, which is pressed together with several layers of extremely thin rice paper, as long as it is enough to be processed, it can also be separated intact.

The piece of paper that Ruan Yanluo took out now was the one she told Lu Xiuyi about the process of making zuò and sandwich Xuan, and then asked him to make the three pieces of paper together.

The difference is that before this clip was made zuò, something was drawn on each piece of paper, and although the rice paper was thin, it was not transparent, and after the three sheets were combined into one, only the top one could be seen.

And Ruan Yanluo asked Nangong Ling to turn the water into a mist and sprinkle it on the rice paper, in addition to the ink on the first sheet will blur, the ink on the last two sheets will also fade, and due to the characteristics of the rice paper, it will be displayed on the first piece of rice paper.

In this way, it is as if a clear water has opened the painting, like a miracle.

Although this method is simple to say, the mind inside is really not to be underestimated, not to mention anything else, just to make the three pieces of paper draw exactly in their place, but also to calculate the effect of ink blurring, this is not something ordinary people can do.

Probably only people like Ruan Yanluo, who are used to using their brains, can do this kind of thing.

The Queen Mother asked people to take the painting to the front and look left and right for a long time, and they all felt that this painting was the same as being painted directly on the first paper, and they couldn't see half of the flaws, let alone the miserable appearance of half a point ago.

asked the palace maid to take down the painting and show it to everyone, and the queen mother said again and again: "How did this thought come about?" What a coincidence......"

The emperor's face was pale, he couldn't have imagined that Ruan Yanluo still had such a hand, and when he thought that the flesh of his mouth was snatched away by his son, he felt even more disgusted in his heart.

Nangong Jin's eyes were dark, and every time he saw Ruan Yanluo one more time, he had a deeper understanding of how precious things he had missed.

When the painting circled around the crowd and returned to the middle of the room, Ruan Yanluo said with a smile: "Queen Mother, this painting doesn't have a name yet." I have thought of the name, I want to say it, and ask the Queen Mother to correct it. ”

There is a scene of turning decay into magic like before, where do people dare to underestimate Ruan Yanluo, and the Queen Mother said directly: "You girl, you have such a clever mind, the name you want must be good, say it and listen to it." ”

Ruan Yanluo pursed her lips and smiled, and a flush flew on her face.

She didn't rush to say it, but she glanced at Nangong Ling first, Nangong Ling's heart sank slightly, and she suddenly remembered what Ruan Yanluo told him three days ago.

"Ah Ling, on the day of the Queen Mother's birthday, I have a big gift for you."

Could it be that this painting is Ruan Yanluo's gift?

What exactly was she going to give him?

Just thinking about it, I heard Ruan Yanluo say to the Queen Mother: "Queen Mother, the name of this painting is called: Biyi Lingyan Picture." ”

As soon as the words came out, the room was silent.

The corners of Nangong Ling's lips rose and rose again until the arc could no longer expand.