On the side of the king of the Western Regions, he originally wanted to embarrass the prince, but he didn't succeed, and the king of the Western Regions was also complained by Er Ruo that he couldn't be a man, and he was holding back his anger and had nowhere to vent.

As soon as the game began, the King of the Western Regions had a black face.

When the Queen Mother saw it, her face was also ugly.

Obviously, the king of the Western Regions first wanted to embarrass the prince, but now he refuses to admit his mistake, once the king of the Western Regions also has a different heart, this day in Kyoto can be described as stormy.

The Queen Mother couldn't help but look at the emperor, and was surprised to find that the emperor was wiping the corners of her lips with a silk handkerchief, and the Queen Mother vaguely saw a touch of blood red. Because the Queen Mother is sitting next to the emperor, she can see it more truly than anyone else.

The Queen Mother was shocked, it stands to reason that the emperor's body really can't be like this today-is it a return to the light?

A strange gloom flashed in the Queen Mother's eyes.

Also noticing this scene was Lin Dongyao.

Although he didn't see a trace of blood on the corner of his father's lips, his father's complexion was indeed much worse than before.

But the game has already begun, and there is no room for sudden interruptions. Even if he spoke, his father would not agree.

The envoys of the four countries are here, and my father will hold out until the last moment.

This, he seems to have inherited from his father.

It's just that at the last moment, he still has his father who can help him, and who can help him?

The match has already begun, and the envoys of the four countries have started the game at the same time.

Behind the four white screens, under the cover of the glazed palace lights, four dancing girls danced, the four danced in different postures, dressed differently, and the styles of dancing were naturally different.

Behind the white screen in front of Zhang Xiuhui, the dancing girl danced enchantingly, her skirt was flying, and the ribbons were lingering, like a demon girl who had cultivated into a fine spirit, and wanted to charm all beings on this hall.

Zhang Xiuhui held a brush in her hand and was the first to start painting on the screen.

Because she has been raised by Zhang Ge Lao in the deep boudoir, hidden deeply, outsiders know very little about her, and they don't know that she has any talent and special places, and they all think that she was selected by the prince because of Zhang Ge Lao and became the prince's side concubine.

But Lin Jian had a detailed understanding of her in advance before she was chosen.

It's just that now, Lin Jian also admits that he is a little blind. Zhang Xiuhui is not as simple as it seems.

As Zhang Xiuhui made the first stroke, Lin Jian's gaze became more and more complicated.

Zhang Xiuhui is good at painting, and Zhang Ge has told him this a long time ago. But watching Zhang Xiuhui paint, this is the first time!

The reason why Lin Jian chose Zhang Xiuhui is very simple, if he plays well, he actually looks like the face of the Celestial Empire, and if he smashes the acting, he loses the face of the King of the Western Regions! Today's Lin Jian will never make a loss-making transaction.

Zhang Xiuhui's three or two strokes outlined a beautiful picture scroll, which is amazing. Although the final painting has not yet taken shape, it has already aroused a wave of admiration.

But Luan Feng's side has not put down the pen for a long time, and what has flashed in her mind repeatedly is the cold winter night many years ago, the snowy cold wind is miserable, and the last time she and Lin Zhenrui broke up.

In the end, she discarded the guqin, stood up and danced barefoot in the cold wind to a traditional dance of Fengtuoguo - Phoenix Seeking Huang.

Lin Zhenrui was the first and only man to see her dance this dance.

Phoenix seeks phoenix - as the name suggests, she is a phoenix, he is a phoenix, but she is willing to surrender and pay for him. It's a pity that the queen mother of that year wanted the entire Fengtuo country. All she can give is her true heart and the whole person! And not the state!

Luan Feng's mind moved, and the wolf dipped his ink and began to paint quickly on the white screen.

But what she painted was a snow-covered dense forest and snow-capped mountain, in the snow-capped clearing, a person danced alone, the dance was strange, uncommon, and behind the dancing woman, far away, there was a person sitting on the ground, suspected of stroking the qin.

It's just that on the scroll, the person who strokes the qin is just a very small point, and you can only see it clearly when you get closer.

Luan Feng wanted to tell Sù Lin Zhenrui that for so many years, he had been a cinnabar mole in her heart, growing in her heart and falling in the bottom of her heart.

Even if Lin Zhenrui can't see Luan Feng's paintings now, judging from her deep and nostalgic expression at the moment, the two of them have a good heart, but they can guess what she painted.

Luan Feng only knew that every stroke he made was like a painful feeling of an extremely sharp knife piercing the tip of his heart.

Seeing that Luan Feng and Zhang Xiuhui have painted most of the pictures here, there has been no movement on the full moon side.

Next to the full moon, Han Qi, the master of the Northern Liao Kingdom, seemed to be thinking about how to paint, but in fact, his attention was always on the full moon on his side.

The reason why he was willing to stand up was also because he wanted to take a closer look, who was she?

He wouldn't believe that there would be a man so similar to Linghu Full Moon in this world! But the purple eyes of this little companion don't look fake. Han Qi wanted to see her Adam's apple again, but it was freezing this day, so she was naturally wearing a high-necked cotton coat, and she couldn't see anything even at close range.

Han Qi frowned, and while painting, the corner of his eye never left the full moon.

The full moon has been grinding with its head down.

The bells and whistles are not what she is good at, but once in the prince's mansion and the palace, she has painted landscapes and landscapes in her spare time, if the brushwork is similar, the prince and Lin Dongyao will see the flaws.

Simply, she decided to use the simplest method, a single stroke.

The thinnest wolf is dipped in ink, the wrist is strong, and the pen is sharp, which seems to be free and easy, but it contains profound skills.

Simplest, hardest.

This is obvious to all.

Painting is the same as practicing calligraphy, and if you can write complex words, you may not dare to write the simplest stroke.

Zhang Xiuhui's brushwork is gorgeous and colorful, which is admirable and amazing.

Luan Feng's paintings are ethereal and confused, as if the girl's heart has returned to a long time.

And Han Qi seems to be strong and powerful, but in fact, he looks ahead and backwards and is too pretentious in his brushwork.

Only on the side of the full moon, it is delicate and free, handsome and elegant, but it is pleasing to the eyes of those who watch, and it is an indescribable natural and smooth feeling.

Lin Jian's eyes fell fixedly on the full moon, watching her slender wrist secretly move, and the extremely thin pen fell like a blade carved on the white screen, a completely unfamiliar technique, a completely unfamiliar feeling.

She really resembles her.

But can a person's painting style change so much in such a short period of time?

He didn't believe it.

If it weren't for her, how would the disappointment in his heart be alleviated?

Lin Jian couldn't help but glance at Lin Dongyao beside him, and immediately lowered his voice, saying,

"Fifth brother, how was Linghu's painting style before the full moon?"

As soon as Lin Jian's words came out, Er Ruo suddenly looked up at him, and then at Lin Dongyao.

Qiu Rong lowered her eyes, waiting for Lin Dongyao to answer.

"Feminine, ruthless."

The four cold words were almost squeezed out of his teeth.

He knew it was her.

Those purple eyes were because of the symptoms left by the poisoning of her eyes before, and later because Wei Feng tried too many pills for her, although her eyes were better, they would leave symptoms of drowsiness, and the drowsiness could be relieved, but her eyes also changed their color because of this, and they were purple eyes that accompanied her all her life, and they could not be changed.

Now, it is these purple eyes that allow her to appear here in a grand manner.

Qiu Rong's hand that was adding tea to Lin Dongyao suddenly paused, and then she didn't make a sound and continued to add tea.

In my heart, it is indescribably bitter.

Feminine or ruthless.

In the heart of the prince, there is still only one full moon of Linghu.

The prince nodded thoughtfully, and then smiled,

"Really? Why does Prince Ben think she resembles Linghu Full Moon? ”

When the prince said this, the expression on Erruo's face became even more unnatural.

Lin Dongyao looked cold, and replied indifferently,

"The prince likes both men and women, and he has such a hobby, so he doesn't have to sue me."

Lin Dongyao said this, Lin Jian was not angry, but nodded with a smile,

"After seeing her, Prince Ben really felt that the boy was in good shape. This Dongluo man is still very likable, they are all so delicate and slender, looking at it from a distance, it really looks like a daughter. ”

Lin Jian refers to Mu Hua and the full moon.

"The land of Dongluo, both men and women, is already petite, different from the rough and strong of the Central Plains and the Northern Liao of the Western Regions. If the prince likes it, he will ask and see if Prince Dongluo is willing to part with his love. ”

Lin Dongyao's tone was always cold and cold, and he would not show any intention of obstruction, which made the prince suspicious.

"The fifth brother reminded Prince Ben, hehe-it seems that before Mu Hua left, Prince Ben had a good deal to talk to him about."

Lin Jian didn't know that Mu Hua was his daughter, but his temptation of Lin Dongyao was true.

Mu Xing, who looked like a full moon, appeared too strangely, how could he not suspect it?

In short, no matter whether she is a man or a woman, he has to stay with this person!

As a stick of incense burns out, the time for the game has arrived.

The full moon finishes the last stroke, turns around to put down the brush,

At this time, Han Qi, who was beside her, also turned around at the same time, but the brush in his hand seemed to accidentally touch her sleeve, and when the full moon raised his hand to wipe it, Han Qi stepped forward and piled up his face full of apologies,

"I'm sorry. I'm here to help you. Han Qi spoke, but stepped on the hem of the full moon's clothes.

The full moon lowered its eyes and was silent, so it was as if it didn't see it.

Anyway, she can't speak now, so she doesn't have to talk to him.

As she stepped back, the hem of her dress was trampled on, and the collar was pulled down, revealing the clear Adam's apple on her neck.

Full Moon raised her head and glared at Han Qi dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry - this—"

"Hey! What are you doing?! Mu Xing, who dared to bully this prince! Do you think that if Mu Xing can't speak, he will suffer a dumb loss! Sue sù you! There is this prince! No one wants to bully Mu Xing! ”

Before Han Qi could get close to the full moon, Mu Hua had already jumped up and rushed to Han Qi with his teeth and claws, with an expression of eagerness to tear him apart.

The full moon will retreat behind Mu Hua in a good time.

Mu Hua shouted with his teeth and claws, and did not forget to look at the other side.

With such a good opportunity to protect the fox full moon, she naturally has to show it to Lin Dongyao's great benefactor! Also shut up the young man who only knows how to be angry with her!

Full Moon stood behind Mu Xing, his face calm, and his lowered eyes flowed with a peaceful light.

At this moment, no one would associate her with the cold and cold Linghu Full Moon that she once had.

Seeing that Han Qi was about to be forced by Mu Hua to have no way out, because of Mu Hua's status as a prince, Han Qi couldn't shout at her, but Ye Lu Hao was now looking sleepy-eyed, and he was still waiting for him to feed him the medicine, so he couldn't speak at all.

The envoys of the other two countries also had the mentality that watching the excitement was not a big deal, and they just watched it and didn't care.

"Prince Dongluo, please forgive me, the minister really didn't deliberately step on the hem of Mu Xing's clothes, and the minister has already apologized, the minister-"

"You apologize for! There are many kinds of apologies, sincere and insincere! Look at your perfunctory expression, the ghost believes that you are sincerely apologizing! ”

Mu Hua had an explosive expression of eating black powder, raised his hand and pointed at Han Qi's nose unceremoniously.

She had long seen that this national teacher who was neither yin nor yang was unpleasant, so she didn't believe that he accidentally stepped on the hem of Mu Xing's clothes.

On the top of the main hall, the Queen Mother stared at Mu Hua, who was babbling, with a displeased face.

However, it is also a good thing that the prince of Dongluo is so simple, at least it is easy to control.

The queen mother glanced at the emperor uneasily, but saw that the emperor's eyes were fixed on the painting painted by Luan Feng, as if she was in deep thought, but her complexion was even more ugly than before.

The Queen Mother had mixed feelings in her heart.

Could it be that after so many years, these two still haven't forgotten their old relationship?

For men all over the world, no matter how poor or low, whether they can never forget the one they can't get in their hearts!

Now this old woman is still alive and well!

Twenty years ago they couldn't be together, and they can't now!

Unless Luan Feng agrees to hand over the entire Feng Tuo Kingdom!

Mu Hua caught Han Qi here and refused to let go, and when the Queen Mother saw this, she had to come out to play a round on behalf of the emperor.

"Prince Muhua, I didn't mean to think about this matter, since the national teacher has apologized, the prince should not bother with him, let's take a look at the painting first."

The Queen Mother wanted the crowd to turn their attention to the painting.

At this moment, the four dancing girls who were originally standing behind the screen suddenly turned around and rushed towards the emperor sitting on the dragon chair, and the four of them had extremely sharp long swords in their hands, and the long swords were drawn from under the screen.

"Ahh Bao-"The queen mother's protector didn't even have time to shout, and the four dancing queens had already been killed.

Zhan Tao immediately protected the emperor, and Nian Hui also flashed out of the shadows.

For a time, the people of Jinluan Hall turned on their backs, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Full Moon was still standing still, Mu Hua also stopped arguing with Han Qi, turned around and quickly returned to Full Moon's side to protect her, who didn't know martial arts.

Seeing this scene, Lin Jianmo's pupils narrowed, looked at Lin Dongyao, and said thoughtfully,

"Throughout the ages, this is the first time that this prince has seen the prince's protective companion!"

Lin Dongyao's face was cold and gloomy, but he rushed towards the top of the main hall at the same time as Lin Jian to protect the emperor's safety.

The four dancers are not only excellent in dance, but also excellent in light skills.

Zhan Tao and Nian Hui desperately stood in front of the Queen Mother and the Emperor, and the target of these four dancing girls was the Emperor.

Lin Dongyao and Lin Jian stepped forward at the same time, but before they set out, they arranged the people around them in front of the full moon at the same time. Although there were no words to command, with just one look, Nian Zheng and Su Kang understood what their master meant. stood in front of Full Moon and Mu Hua for the first time.

Witnessing this scene, Er Ruohan was born from his heart.

Even a companion who is somewhat similar to Linghu Manyue can get such care from him, but she, the crown princess, is worthless—isn't she?