Pure, clear and clean.

Standing with Bai Lingyue, compared to that proud temperament, it is particularly likable.

Coupled with what she said, there was a faint self-ridicule, which made the Queen Mother laugh, remembering that Princess Ming, who had seen her twice, was also a lively person, and said lovingly:

"The little girl of the Ming family has seen a few, but none of them are as interesting as you."

Ming Yulong also saluted, "Xie Lu Xie praised the Empress Dowager, it can be seen that Miss Bai is really right to pick me, even the Empress Dowager also praises you." ”

The Empress Dowager nodded and said:

"Miss Bai is very talented in Tianyuan, you can do your best."

When Bai Lingyue saw her smiling appearance, she felt extremely dazzling, and said coldly:

"Since Miss Ming has come to power, don't delay everyone's time anymore and start competing."

Today, she must Rong Yi to see clearly, this Tianyuan, who is the most worthy of him.

A woman like Ming Yulong is not even worthy of lifting shoes for him.

Fortunately, Ming Yulong didn't have the ability to read minds, I don't know what Bai Lingyue thought in her heart.

Otherwise, I will definitely go up and pull off Rong Yi's shoes, so that Bai Lingyue, who is a worthy person, can mention it well!

At this time, she raised her eyebrows, nodded and said, "Okay, what you were going to try, just take it out."

Piano, calligraphy, painting and dance, poetry and songs, as long as you say it, I can compare with you. ”

Bai Lingyue sneered, "Is Miss Ming too proud, don't say that the piano, calligraphy, painting and dance, poetry and songs, I don't know how much time it takes to compare them one by one."

Whether a person is talented or not, there is no need to show everything. How about comparing the programs that the two of us each picked? ”

"Why not!" Ming Yulong really wanted to frustrate this Bai Lingyue's sharp spirit today.

It's a great thing to have talent, but it's unpleasant to always rely on your own talent to trample everyone else on the soles of your feet.

Nalan Jun looked at Ming Yulong's radiant appearance, the reason why he didn't say anything to stop Bai Lingyue was to see if Ming Yulong was stupid to the extreme, or if he really had pen and ink.

If it was the latter, he didn't care whether she was advancing or retreating, and immediately asked his father for a marriage, and never shirked.

Bai Lingyue instructed the officials of the Ministry of Rites: "The program I want to perform is calligraphy and painting, and please prepare paper, pen, ink and inkstone." ”

The officials of the Ministry of Rites had already prepared the table and paper and pen, and ordered the attendants to carry them up and put them in front of Ming Yulong and Bai Lingyue respectively.

Bai Lingyue glanced at Ming Yulong, pursed her lips, and drew without saying a word.

Ming Yulong saw that she was concentrating on painting, so she propped one hand on the table and slowly painted.

The people in the audience all looked at the posture of the two, Bai Lingyue splashed ink, and the posture was elegant, and at first glance, it was the posture of Zhilu Dao who had been immersed in calligraphy and painting for a long time.

Look at Ming Yulong again, sitting lazily, not to mention elegant or not, more like a student who has just gone to school and is not used to the control of the school.

Nalan Lian stood up, leaned over to look at the things drawn by the two, first looked at Bai Lingyue's, then at Ming Yulong's, sighed, slapped her forehead with her hand, and sat back backwards.

When the Queen Mother saw him like this, she was suddenly curious

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Many readers have asked me to add a National Day update, and I am glad that everyone likes Jiyue's book.

Codewords are my hobby, but not the whole of my life, Jiyue also has relatives, friends and some other important things in life.

During these three days of vacation, I will write more when I have time, and if I am busy, I will keep five watches on time, so don't worry.

The road of writing is destined to be full of thorns, and the scolding follows, I am willing to hold a knife in my left hand and a pen in my right hand, and like my readers, to split a piece of ten zhang square that belongs to us alone.