Empress Zhong's eyes narrowed slightly, she brought Zhao Yu here just to let him see if there was a woman he liked, and now it seems that there is a play.

Zhao Yu's eyes flashed, and his curiosity about Ling Yingxi was even greater.

"Falling Spring" is a lawsuit about the background of spring going to autumn, prosperity falling, and sadness, which is not suitable for playing in such a scene today.

Qu Xianxian played with the guqin, playing a flower ruined, sad and miserable.

And this second lady used the flute to blow out a vibrant style, which meant the opposite of the former.

Completely change the main idea, but without the slightest intention of disobedience. Without decades of hard work, or a high level of talent, it would be impossible to control this difficult piece, let alone express another kind of situation.

Ling Yingxi's face was indifferent, without any waves, which was diametrically opposed to everyone's overreaction.

Ling Yanglu secretly squeezed her hands, she had been practicing dance for many years, how could she not feel that Ling Yingxi was messing with her dance steps?

She estimated that she asked her subordinates to give Ling Yingxi a flute and avoid the guqin that Ling Yingxi was best at, just to make Ling Yingxi make a fool of herself.

I don't know what's going on with this dead girl, obviously I've never touched the flute, but I didn't expect a big reversal?

Thanks to her deep foundation, otherwise she would not only not be able to be in the limelight, but would have to collapse the image of the hard-working business.

"The second lady is deeply hidden and extraordinary, but she is much more real than some people. "A thin voice sounded, and the 'certain people' in the words were self-evident.

The one who spoke was the daughter of a third-grade official, surnamed Wei.

Ling Yanglu has been a daughter of a famous family all these years, and while being envied and admired, she can't help but be regarded as a thorn in the eye by the princesses.

Ling Yanglu's face was slightly pale, looking at the distorted and unshaped font under his feet, his heart was filled with anger and hatred.

If it weren't for Ling Yingxi's obstruction, why would she be forced to such a point?

"Fortunately, Yingxi knows a little bit about Xiao, otherwise, I'm afraid that it will drag my sister down. Ling Yingxi looked innocent, and the deer was frightened.

Ling Yingxi's next words made Ling Yanglu even more angry.

However, this piece of music seems to be incompatible with my sister's dance, which makes my sister strenuous . Ling Yingxi looked innocent, a little annoyed, and a little apologetic.

In one sentence, he cleared all the responsibilities and pointed the finger at Ling Yanglu.

How could Ling Yanglu refute it? Previously, she personally said that she would let Ling Yingxi pick a tune at will, but now she is gritting her teeth and swallowing it.

Wei Qianjin sneered, "Drag down, I'm afraid it's the eldest lady who drags down the second miss, right?

Her meaning was clear, and everyone was afraid of Prime Minister Ling, so they only dared to discuss it in a whisper.

Ling Yanglu's face was blue and white for a while, and he was very good-looking.

Ling Yingxi sneered in her heart.

The old lady played a round game, "Yanglu has also worked hard, Yingxi's voice is quite the style of the eldest lady back then." ”

Ling Yingxi's little face was slightly red, very likable.

Hearing the old lady's words, Ling Yanglu bit her lip, and there were steps down She didn t want to stay here either, so let Jean joke, and returned to her seat.

"Grandmother, Yingxi's ceremony is a bit rushed, and it is not as long as my sister's preparation. Ling Yingxi asked her subordinates to lift the screen covered with red silk.

The old lady's eyes lit up, and she didn't care at all, "It's good to have a heart, it's good to have a heart." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wei Qianjin took the lead in coaxing, "The concubine is the concubine, and no matter how good the concubine is, it will be under the concubine." ”

This sentence poked Ling Yanglu's weakness, Ling Yanglu lowered his eyes, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Mrs. Wei noticed Ling Yanglu's displeasure, and hurriedly reached out and pulled Wei Yun's sleeve, and gave Wei Yun a look, indicating that Wei Yun should not say anything more, otherwise disaster would come out of his mouth.

Wei Yun pouted, and he knew that he couldn't say any more.

But if you don't say it, it doesn't mean that you can't watch it, so Wei Yun gloated and looked at Ling Yanglu.

* Naked contempt, Ling Yanglu was even more angry in his heart, and he couldn't wait to flip the table and give Wei Yan a big ear scraper.

In the final analysis, it was because that person ruined her gold silk dress that she was determined to find out that despicable and shameless person, and ravage, trample and torture that person.

"My grandmother likes to see beautiful paintings, and the painting "Los Angeles" is deeply loved by my grandmother, so Yingxi embroidered this painting on the screen. ”

These words were not too embellished, but only briefly explained the meaning of the screen, but the old lady was pleasantly surprised.

The mining spot of "Los Angeles" is the old lady's maiden home, and the capital city is very far away, and after the old lady married into the Ling Mansion, she went back to visit very rarely.

Then, the old lady's parents died, and the old lady missed it day and night, but she couldn't make up for it.

This screen is undoubtedly the old lady's favorite.

The old lady personally uncovered the red cloth, and was immediately amazed, she trembled and stretched out her hand to touch the screen, her eyes were full of emotions, hidden covering.

Everyone gasped, and the "Los Angeles" painting two years ago was famous in the world, and everyone rushed to buy and treasure it.

There are two reasons for this, one is because the person who painted this picture is a mythical figure who is known as a ghost. The second is that "Los Angeles" is lifelike, it seems to be able to break the painting, as if it is here, and it is soul-stirring.

And on this screen, they seemed to see the painting again, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Shock flashed in Zhao Yu's eyes, and he looked at the screen carefully.

Like, really like, it's like it came from the hand of one person, and even the subtleties are not much different from "L.A."

Zhao Yu narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were a little complicated when he looked at Ling Yingxi.

The author of "Los Angeles" is anonymous, and there is no way to check it, only to know that it came out of the capital.

The same style of painting is "Falling Flowers" and "Quiet", both of which are anonymous and no less resonant than "Los Angeles".

And the painting on this screen is bizarrely similar to "Los Angeles", and Zhao Yu can't help but suspect that the anonymous author is Ling Yingxi.

But two years ago, Ling Yingxi was only in her early tens, how could she have such a skillful technique?

Ling Yingxi's face remained unchanged, still with a decent smile.

If you look closely, you can find that she doesn't have the excitement and happiness that she should have at this age and at this time. On the contrary, it is calm and mature, as if it has been tempered for more than ten years.

"It's two-sided, with "Falling City" in front and "Quiet" in the back!" a man exclaimed in surprise.

The so-called "Tranquility" is a landscape painting depicting summer landscapes.

"Los Angeles" is a static description, "Quiet" is a dynamic description, but the title is quiet.

No one can read the intention, but it is still praised by others, and they want to dig out the mystery.

The two embroidered pictures on the screen are even more amazing to reproduce back then.

To know that if you can embroider a double-sided screen, your qualification will definitely not be less than 20 years, not to mention that it is these two classics that challenge you?

The top embroidery lady in the palace did not dare to try it easily, and the second lady ......

The old lady didn't expect her granddaughter to have such a talent, and when she heard everyone's praise, she couldn't help but show a little pride on her face.

"It's been a hard day. The old lady patted Ling Yingxi's hand, her face doting and excited.

Ling Yingxi's innocent romance was like a spring breeze, "Grandmother likes it best." ”

Zhao Yu saw that Ling Yingxi was smiling like a silver bell, and her heart was not flustered all the year round, but she had some heart palpitations at this moment.

Ling Yingxi was a blockbuster at the birthday banquet, and Ling Yanglu was like falling from the clouds, miserable.

As soon as the birthday banquet ended, Ling Yanglu left as if fleeing.

Not long after Ling Yanglu left, Xuan'er returned.

"Miss, the eldest lady's golden silk skirt has been destroyed, and now someone is being sent to investigate, and according to the current situation, they may still find Miss. ”

Xuan'er briefly explained what had happened and said worriedly.