For the sake of fairness, Su Meng chose the piano skills and martial arts that the two had borrowed, while Qinghe was responsible for drawing lots.

Qinghe pinched a note with a tangled face, and unfolded it to take a look: Martial arts.

Breathe lightly, if he really wants to compare his piano skills with Su Meng, he is also under a lot of pressure, after all, the sect master's piano skills are peerless, and the apprentices he teaches will naturally not be bad.

As for her martial arts, she seems to only know the sword, which can be known by watching her sword dance when she was in the New Year.

Well, there are a lot of odds of winning, but in front of other people's brothers, winning too fast, doesn't seem to be very good? What's more, the elder brother is His Royal Highness the Prince, and he was really blinded by lard at the beginning to go to the princess for trouble.

"Martial arts? Well, it's a bit difficult. Su Meng muttered quietly, then stood up, took a saber from the weapon rack, and stood in the center of the hall.

Seeing this, Qinghe also took a long sword and stood helplessly opposite Su Meng.

In that case, let's fight!

There were no superfluous words, only a long sword, only to hear a stunned sound, and the sword came out of its scabbard.

Qinghe knew that Su Meng had not been learning swords for more than a month, so he didn't make any ruthless moves, just attacked as if he was tentative, and Su Meng and Qingyu Ziyan were used to dismantling the moves, and they also took it well.

The two of you came out to me to take the call, and the competition was vividly interpreted.

So, as the people who watched the battle, they drank tea, tasted incense, and watched the two of them dance the sword, yes, from the beginning of the demolition move, to the current sword dance, one by one, what is the competition?

Finally, with the result of Su Meng's defeat in his strength, he completed this competition, which was pleasing to everyone's eyes, and they were also happy.

Su Meng sat on the seat, poured a pot of tea without an image, and then gasped and gave a thumbs up to Qinghe: "Senior Brother Qinghe is worthy of his reputation, you won this battle." But I've already returned the yellow croaker to Master, and when he wakes up, you can do whatever you want. ”

Qinghe almost didn't fall to the ground when he heard this, the yellow fish had already been returned to the sect master, what could he do more than this?

Nonsense, nonsense!

Qinghe's face was pale, but he couldn't complain about others, even if he knew that the yellow fish was not in her hands, what if he didn't want to compare? Who told him to be a word? Who calls someone a princess?

Accept your fate!

Su Meng lost beautifully, so naturally she didn't feel ashamed, but happily pulled the purple smoke and let her boast about herself.

Ziyan shook his head and smiled: "Yes, you are the best!" can learn so well in a month, except for our little sister Ziling, no one can do this. ”

This is the truth, Ziyan is not so bad as to tell lies with a clear conscience.

Su Yuan looked at Qinghe's gaze softened a lot, this young man knows how to advance and retreat, he is a good seedling, this Lingyun Sect can really cultivate people, it seems that he can send his son here to exercise in the future.

The elders also sighed, if it is said that they are the most worried, if Qinghe wins Su Meng, it is Qinghe who is ignorant, and the prince will only say that they have no way to teach. The situation couldn't be better.

The competition that Su Meng had in mind ended like this, she was actually very reluctant in her heart, after all, she was going to leave tomorrow to go back to Beijing, and this departure might be a lifetime.

Everything here is so beautiful, there is no intrigue, there is no deceit, every day we practice martial arts, practice calligraphy, and play the piano together, and we can learn from each other, and we can learn from each other.

She really couldn't bear to be here.

"Senior sister, why are you suddenly depressed?" Purple Smoke asked beside him.

"I'm going back tomorrow." Su Meng said in a deep voice.

Ziyan was speechless, she knew Su Meng's mood at this time, and she was also very reluctant, and finally came to a like-minded little sister, but she had to leave. How can you live boring days in the future!

Su Meng said after a while: "The world is so big, but I live with my heart." After returning to the palace, I will never see the world again! ”

Her words were heard by everyone present, and they were all stunned, especially Su Yuan, who was hesitant to take her back at this moment.

There are still many disasters in the palace with the protection of her father and herself, if someone with a heart knows that she is in Lingyun Pavilion, I am afraid that she will be even more unscrupulous.

Su Yuan thought about this, so he no longer hesitated, he would definitely take her back to the palace tomorrow.

For the results of this competition, everyone knows that Qinghe will have no face if he loses! So everyone pretended that nothing had happened and began to prepare for the dinner party of the Shangyuan Festival.

Skillfully make the shelf of the lantern, the words are good to write, the painting is good, the people under the corridor are boiling, the laughter is through the hall, and the sound of firecrackers.

Su Meng sat under the porch with her sleeves rolled, a charcoal stove at her feet, a brush in one hand to brush the rice on the bamboo shelf, and a pair of ink bamboo drawn by Qingyan on the other hand and pasted it up.

Qing Yan looked distressed as his painting was pasted on the bamboo frame by Su Meng, and then his heart was broken.

Won't she be okay at all? Others are gently pasted on it, and she doesn't care about it at all! The whole thing is crooked! There are also places that are exposed...... You must not say that you painted it yourself, yes, don't admit it!

Su Meng saw that Qingyan was hiding far away, and said angrily: "Senior Brother Qingyan, why don't you come over to help?" ”

Qingyan: I really owe you in my last life!

Twisting step by step, he reluctantly took the semi-finished product in Su Meng's hand, sighed, and could only help.

Fortunately, she didn't have a long time to put it on, he carefully took it off, then slowly glued it along the edges, and took the candle and placed it on the bamboo shelf inside the lantern, and a beautiful bamboo shadow lantern was completed.

Su Meng took it and watched it, and suddenly said, "Senior Brother Qingyan, your paintings are getting better and better, can you paint a dozen paintings for me another day?" It's so decent to give away such a good thing! ”

Qingyan: ......

"Isn't it good? Don't forget it, you don't know, you can be famous in the capital, everyone likes your paintings very much, and I have a picture that my father rewarded me! Su Meng saw Qingyan's disgusted look and said weakly.

Qingyan said: "If you draw it, I will only give it to you, don't give it to others." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Su Meng tilting his head to think about Qing Yan's words, did he agree, or didn't he agree?

Qing Yan's face was a little red, and the meaning in his words was too simple! What if the princess went to ask the prince? How could he say such a thing!

He really didn't know when he had such thoughts about the princess, and in a daze, she broke into his life.

At first, I was just curious about her, but after learning her identity, I just wanted to stay by her side quietly and protect her. With the passage of time, Su Meng's innocent and lively temperament made him a little unbearable, but he still enjoyed it, and this feeling was really indescribable.

Today's words, after he finished speaking, his heart beat faster, but he didn't regret it, since he didn't hate her and still liked her a little, why didn't he fight for it?