The clear yellow splashed ink towards Xiang Nianrong, but there was still some deviation, falling on the corner of the clothes, staining a little, and the ground became a river, and the yellow one was a little bright.

Xiang Nianrong was next to Hua Rong.

So Hua Rong didn't escape, together with the suffering, the area was larger than Xiang Nianrong's, from the waist down, a light red, no yellow.

"Xiang Ziyu!"

Hua Rongjiao snorted and called her full name, furious, and her eyes were as wide as copper bells.

Xiang Ziyu shuddered, looked at the yellow red clothes with a yellow face, began to panic, subconsciously took a few steps back, put his hands in front of him, and justified himself, "Rong'er, you listen to me......"

Hua Rong crossed his waist, fierce and vicious, "What?!" ”

Xiang Ziyu swallowed his saliva and laughed dryly twice to relieve his nervousness, "Heh...... Hehe, actually, I didn't mean to, did I hurt you by mistake? ”

Hua Rong raised one side of her eyebrows, condescending at Xiang Ziyu, those unkind eyes, it seems to be, do you believe it or not? !

Xiang Ziyu couldn't speak, so he could only laugh dryly, trying to ease the atmosphere.

Xiang Nianrong, who was watching the play on the side, didn't think it was a big deal, and he talked leisurely and coldly, and the blow was fatal, "Nianrong is it!" How could my father be willing to be so happy? Really! The father and the emperor used the words of Nian Rong to specifically target the queen mother! It's just a pity that the queen mother's dress, this seems to be the queen's favorite ......"

, and sighed twice, and looked at it, "Look at this, full of paint, it is estimated that the embroidery girls of the entire Internal Affairs Office will not be able to save this dress, but it's a pity that ......."

Xiang Ziyu panicked when he heard it, what is it called adding fuel to the fire, this is called adding fuel to the fire, it's not a big deal, every time he listens to a sentence, Xiang Ziyu panics, this is simply pushing him into the fire pit.

He kept signaling with his eyes, but unfortunately how could Xiang Nianrong's girl give up so easily when she seized the opportunity?!

Naturally, it is to die.

Living up to her sowing discord, Xiang Ziyu could feel Hua Rong's anger and killing intent, rushing to his face, choking his throat, and feeling suffocated.

Just as he was smiling dryly looking for words of relief, Hua Rong didn't give him this opportunity, directly grabbed the paint on the side, and splashed it all over Xiang Ziyu without saying a word.

The jet-black ink, with the dazzling blood red, coupled with its own yellow Cheng, is simply unsightly in clothes, and with Xiang Ziyu's stunned big cat face.

Hua Rong and Xiang Nianrong couldn't help laughing, and they couldn't close their mouths happily.

Mama Li and Wang Qing, who were waiting on the side, also covered their mouths and smiled, this emperor was simply eaten to death by the queen mother and the princess, occasionally, there were one or two resistances, but they were all false and pretended.

Xiang Nianrong smiled while pointing at Xiang Ziyu, "Queen Mother! Queen mother! Look at my father, does he look like an ugly?! ”

Hua Rong burst out laughing, but she couldn't close it, clutching her stomach, and almost burst into tears, "Indeed...... Truly...... It's ugly, but it's more like a big cat! ”

The two sang and harmonized, and they were overwhelmed with joy.

Xiang Ziyu was bitter, with a calm face, standing helplessly in the paint, looking at the two crazy women.

"Is it that funny?"

"I didn't ...... That's not ......."

Hua Rong waved her hand while holding her stomach and laughing, "It's just very funny, really!" Nian Rong, aren't you? ”

Xiang Nianrong smiled and bent over, no longer speaking.

After coping with two sentences, the laughter like a magic sound poured out for thousands of miles.

Xiang Ziyu's face was black and black, suddenly, he grabbed two jars of paint, and splashed them directly on his face, one blue and one blue, double-sided, and the clothes couldn't see the original color at all.

"Hahahaha......"

Looking at Hua Rong and Xiang Nianrong standing in the paint in a daze, Xiang Ziyu laughed triumphantly, and tears soared.

"Let you laugh at me! Now, you're just like me! Look, you two...... Hahahahaha, I'm laughing to death......"

Hua Rong and Xiang Nianrong glanced at each other.

Revenge?

Report!

Agreed!

Even if he was stunned and angry, he didn't leave any time, he grabbed the paint around him, didn't look at any color, and broke it directly, for a while, colorful, and waves with color swept towards Xiang Ziyu.

"Oops, hey, hey!"

Xiang Ziyu was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped back, but he was still a step too late, splashing all over his body, tender green green, empty blue, elegant purple, gorgeous blood red, jet black ink, messy and mixed together, intertwined, and blended together.

"You two!"

Xiang Ziyu's fighting spirit was aroused in an instant, "Okay! Play! Whoa! Look who of us has played whom! ”

As soon as the words fell, the paint of the two jars shot back!

One move is deadly!

Naturally, Xiang Nianrong and Hua Rong are not the ones who admit defeat, they each pick up the guy and face each other.

For a while, all kinds of pigments flew, like the juice of squeezed out of the water, and also like waves rushing to the face, with color, swept in with a bang.

Under the sun, cheerful and good-looking.

It is full of happiness, it can be infected, and it is a joy that can make people feel happy.

After a while, the paint at hand was empty, and the ground had already gathered into a river, several pigments were intertwined, but not yet compatible, and the colors could be clearly distinguished, which looked particularly beautiful, like crumbling and talking about rainbows, candies, and countless pastries and fruits, all crumpled and mixed together.

The paint is gone, but the passion has not faded, Xiang Nianrong is playing on his head, almost all the things in his hand have been thrown over, his mind is full of games, and he sees that the jar in his hand is empty.

didn't think much about it, and threw it out directly with the jar, and the flowers on the side of the look were discolored, "Huainan!" Heart! ”

Xiang Nianrong looked at Hua Rong blankly, obviously not reacting to what he had just done, just thinking it was funny.

Xiang Ziyu was also shocked, seeing a huge jar flying towards him, the girl was quite powerful, such a big jar was thrown over directly.

Mama Li and Wang Qing, who were still immersed in joy, were also shocked all of a sudden, their faces instantly became nervous, their brains were blank, and they could only pray.

But fortunately, Xiang Ziyu reacted in time, took a step back, and the jar smashed on his feet, bang, and shattered to the ground.

Heavy on it.

Xiang Ziyu couldn't help but let out a "ouch", grinning in pain.

"Huainan!"

Hua Rong was the first to react, flew over, hugged Xiang Ziyu, and checked the injury, "How is it?" Where's the smash? Is there something wrong? ”

"Your Majesty!"

The waiting eunuch and grandmother also arrived in time and asked with concern, "Your Majesty, is there a mountain?" Is there something wrong? Hurry! Call the Imperial Doctor! Call the Imperial Doctor! ”