With this shout, Liang Ping waved outside the door, and then two people came in, holding two huge ink inkstones, and someone brought a red cloth carpet, spread between the two ink inkstones, and two plates of clear water.

After the items were placed, Chan'er slowly came in and gave a salute to the king.

Zhengwang's eyes instantly tightened, not only him, but everyone in the Jinhua Hall looked at Chan'er fixedly.

At this time, Chan'er dragged the floor with her sleeves up, white and transparent, and the three thousand hair strands were tightly tied with a white ribbon and placed behind her.

It stands to reason that today is the birthday of King Zheng, and it is not suitable to dress like this, dressed in white, and there is a feeling of mourning.

At this time, Situ Ye forked the focus of everyone's attention and said: "Father, please open the gift of your son." ”

Everyone was stunned, can you open it?

Gonggong Zheng hurriedly handed over the brocade box, and King Zheng personally opened it and picked up the scroll, he was stunned, because this was a big white paper! He looked at Situ Ye suspiciously, and then he remembered what the big ink inkstones on both sides were for.

So he asked Gonggong Zheng to send the white paper to Situ Ye, and someone came up with the paper shaft and stood fixedly.

"Father, the gift of the son is just a painting, but the son feels that a painting is too simple, so he came up with a way to combine painting and dance, and asked Chan'er to paint a painting in front of his father, wishing his father a long life."

Zhengwang nodded with satisfaction, at this moment he also fully understood, it should indeed be a painting before, but it may have been lost or broken by someone halfway, so Chan'er helped think of such a remedy.

It seems that Chan'er is angry with Ye'er. But he still really cares about him.

So Situ Ye retreated, and Chan'er was the only one left in the center of the hall, just now Liang Ping had taken the time to tell Chan'er about the previous provocation of Princess Qingyun, Chan'er looked at Princess Qingyun with a smile and said, "I heard that Duke Qingyun is going to dance with me?" ”

"Don't hide it from the princess, in fact, Chan'er's dancing skills are really bad, and fortunately she wasn't there just now, otherwise not only Chan'er would be ugly, but I'm afraid it would also disturb the princess's Yaxing. However, Chan'er is not good, but she always has to send this painting to Her Majesty, so Chan'er wants to give the princess a poem first. I also hope that the princess has a large number. Forgive Chan'er for not being there just now, Chan'er is still counting on the princess to guide me in my dancing skills! ”

This gave Princess Qingyun a lot of face.

"Miss Chan'er is serious." Princess Qingyun got up and returned the salute. "I wonder what poem the girl wants to give me?"

"When Chan'er came back just now, I happened to see the princess's dancing, and then I thought of this poem."

Wonderful tricks travel to the Golden Valley, and the beauties are full of stone cities.

Kasumi mat turns. Flower Xiu Xue before the court.

Yifeng harmonic song. Hui Luan should be elegant.

It's not a wish. Who rewards the plain waist light.

After reading the poem, he didn't say much, and walked between the two inkstones, and the distance between the two inkstones was about two zhang away. The width of the paper is also two zhang, and the height is about one zhang, which is typically rectangular.

"Your Majesty, the slave and maid offer ugliness and bring a dance: thousands of songs and dances are innumerable, and I love the neon dress dance the most."

The king pondered for a moment, and then asked, "But the neon dance?" ”

Chan'er nodded.

Chan'er moved the lotus step lightly and walked to the middle, at this time, the song started, Chan'er flicked her sleeves lightly, and the two long sleeves fell into the ink inkstones of the two sides, and the ministers instantly widened their eyes, right? If she dances, then the ink won't fly everywhere?

When the time comes, it will really be a congratulatory gift to the king, which is to treat everyone as a ready-made target!

Situ Ye was also surprised, he didn't expect Chan'er to come to this trick, he thought that Chan'er was dancing and painting at the same time!

But here Chan'er has already begun to dance, and it is a miracle that the ink did not fly out at all!

The dance music of this neon dress dance is created by Li Longji, and the dance is choreographed by Yang Yuhuan. At this moment, Chan'er danced, and as soon as they danced together, they could see that her dancing skills were not very good.

But it's not as bad as she said, and the focus is not on this dance, because Situ Ye said before that the gift he wants to give to King Zhengwang is painting, so everyone's focus is naturally on the painting, and no one is too entangled in how to dance.

Chan'er's two sleeves flicked lightly, fell directly onto the drawing paper, and were taken back lightly, but it was very vividly born two dots, well, that's right, it's just two big dots, and I can't see what she wants to draw.

It's just that this ink...

No matter how strange it looks, not only does it not fly around, but the color is also a little light, and it is not so dark.

Then Chan'er moved the lotus step lightly, dropped the sleeve on the two ink inkstones again, and then repeated a similar action, but the shape that came out on the drawing paper was different each time.

Gradually, everyone began to talk in whispers, not knowing what she was going to draw.

Here Gong Molin also looked at Chan'er with interest, Princess Qingyun has been thinking about the poem she said, it is indeed a good poem, originally Qingyun thought that she would have some secret derogatory meaning, but whether it is understood from the literal understanding of a single sentence or from the meaning behind the poem, there is no derogatory meaning, it is an absolute praise poem.

"Sister, don't think about it, in my opinion, this Chan'er girl's temperament is a person who dares to act, she won't talk about you in a corner, not to mention that you and I are here on behalf of Dashengguo, she won't be sarcastic."

Gong Molin looked at the person who danced lightly, seemingly indifferent to his sister's thoughts, but he didn't escape his eyes at all.

Princess Qingyun sniffed.

"Hmph, brother of the prince, you won't take a fancy to her, will you? My father said that even if he wanted you to get married as soon as possible, he never thought of marrying the former Jin Kingdom, and even if he married, it would definitely not be your turn! Otherwise, it doesn't mean that the people of the former Jin Kingdom will take charge of our Dasheng Kingdom. Palace? Ahem, though that will be a long time later. ”

"Sister, don't think about it. I don't have that mind, I just think she's like a mystery. I think she might be..."

Gong Molin didn't continue, he remembered that at that time, when he heard King Zheng say that it was a policy to govern the country, everyone had an excited expression, only she had a faint expression, and even a little embarrassed? Maybe the person who proposed it is her, I don't know.

Judging from the current situation, she is very talented, so maybe it is really her!

"Eh, by the way, sister, let me ask you something, you said, if I want her to come to our Dasheng and live for a long time, what do you think I should use to attract her and achieve my desired goal?"

Hearing Gong Molin's words, Princess Qingyun was stunned, she looked at Gong Molin incredulously, he wouldn't be serious, right?

Seeing Gong Molin's very serious eyes, Princess Qingyun instantly lost her mind, and it was the first time that she and Mo Lin should not come to the former Jin Kingdom! No, after celebrating his birthday, he has to pull Merlin out of here quickly, otherwise Merlin's life will be over.

Gong Molin didn't know that his sister was thinking like this, if he knew, he would definitely not be able to laugh or cry, what he wanted was to let her go to Dasheng Kingdom to help with some strategies to defend against natural disasters!

On the other side, Chan'er's painting is almost finished, but everyone still doesn't see what it is, it's completely like a child scribbling graffiti.

Although Situ Ye also thought so, he believed Chan'er, but Ling Huanke had something to say: "That's what you want to give for your birthday?" It's better to use those two quarters of an hour to hurry up and prepare a new birthday gift, and save your father from disappointing. ”

"What nonsense? If you don't understand, don't talk. ”

Situ Ye glared at Ling Huan fiercely, and Ling Huan also glared back. Now that she is her wife, she is naturally not as groveling as before, as long as she remembers to give him face in front of others.

And now everyone's eyes are on Chan'er, and no one will pay attention to her.

And Ling Hao saw a moment between his daughter and the Eighth Prince, and then the wind and snow suddenly rose in his eyes, and it only calmed down in an instant, he looked at the woman on the stage with her sleeves dancing lightly, her eyes...

It's really special, so special that he will never forget it for the rest of his life!

Speaking of which, this was the first time he had seen this person named Chan'er, but as soon as he saw her, he saw another person, and that person's father killed his father, and his eyes were the same as the touch of this person named Chan'er!

To say that she has nothing to do with him, Ling Hao said that he doesn't believe anything, but if it is, what is the relationship? Didn't all the people of those days die? And why did she come to Jincheng?

Regardless of whether she has anything to do with that person or not, she may hurt my daughter, such a person, can't stay!

Killing intent flashed in his eyes, and a cold and ruthless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he disappeared without a trace in an instant.

At this time, Chan'er's painting had been completed, and she threw her two long sleeves into the same plate of clear water, and everyone wondered, obviously there were two plates of clear water, so she had to throw them into one plate? Something wrong with your brain, right?

Seeing that she was fished out in an instant, she was as white and flawless as before!

This change is really shocking again, after all, the sleeves are stained with ink, and it is impossible to be clean immediately when put in water. But this scene really happened in front of everyone's eyes. I don't believe it's happened.

But this painting...

Well, it's barely a painting, but you can't see what it's painted at all!

You said you, if you dance, you can dance, you can paint, what do you do to paint with dance, now it's okay, it's a shame, right? This face, let yourself slap!

Chan'er stepped forward: "Your Majesty, this painting is almost the finishing touch, and please give it to your Majesty." ”

Zhengwang got up, he was also puzzled, but he believed her inexplicably, so he picked up the thick brush, paused, looked at Chan'er, Chan'er whispered: "Just dip the remaining plate of clean water, just feel free." ”

The king hesitated, but didn't say anything, and did as he did, but at the very corner.

Who knew that after clicking it, he found that the painting was quietly changing, and the person holding the scroll turned the painting over with a force, and it was a map of the former Jin Kingdom!

And the border is not painted dead, this implication is big, can the king not be happy when he sees it?

"What a painting, it's really a painting that captivates the country!" (To be continued......)