Mu Xue's departure did not have any impact on Mu Ling, the banquet continued, and the farce of the group continued.

There is no accident, the first flower among women is affection. But she didn't look happy at all.

Mu Ling was very puzzled by this. It is said that according to the affectionate temperament, he should be very happy, at least not so lifeless, with a resentful look. Looking at Ye Heqing, who was second in the family, he couldn't even hold back his smile when he was so happy.

It wasn't until Qi Yuanxi slowly walked towards her that she finally understood the reason. It turned out that the person she loved didn't give her that flower of his own.

"You're so funny, I didn't show anything, what did you give me flowers, pathetic? Do you think that I, Mu Ling, need the mercy of others? Mu Ling looked at him lightly...... The vase of flowers in his hand, mocked.

Qi Yuanxi pursed his lips, and just wanted to take back his flowers, but saw Mu Ling snatch them away. I saw her smile slightly: "But seeing your sincerity, let's barely do it." ”

Mu Ling didn't want to take it, after all, Hanqing was watching there, although there would be some conflicts on weekdays, but after all, there were several people serving the same master, and there was nothing that couldn't get by.

But at this time, she caught a glimpse of Mai Qianqiu next to her, and immediately changed her mind.

These girls, how can they hurt my face today, how can I pay tribute in return! Thinking like this, Mu Ling took Qi Yuanxi's flower without any psychological burden.

Although she didn't know why this person wanted to give herself flowers, she was still in front of his little lover in front of him.

Thinking like this, she thought back to the conversation of the day - "Your eyes are poisonous, and people who are too deeply poisoned will be incurable." So, who dares to like you. "What a strange person.

So Mu Ling took over the flower with affectionate and resentful eyes, Qianqiu's death-like gaze, and everyone's doubts and surprises.

It's not a precious thing anyway, and it's still my own flower.

But when she got the bottle, she finally knew the real purpose of the flowers he gave herself. There was also a small note in the vase.

You can think of this way to talk to me, you are also a talent, do you really not see your little lover's eyes? Mu Ling thought silently in his heart.

Mu Ling took out the note without a trace and put the bottle aside, with an expression of nonchalance.

Jokes, Miss Mu cares about the world's strange news, okay!

Mu Ling opened the note, only to see a few hairpins written on it - "Hey, how is it?" Don't you have the urge to set up a door? ”

Sure enough, I knew my true identity.

Mu Ling smiled in his heart, but his face was not visible, and he silently wrote a few majestic letters on another note-"Get ready to bring ten bottles of good wine." If you can't lift it...... Let's take it ten times. Mu Ling thought that it seemed a little inappropriate to say this, as if she meant to let him come ten times. She was silent for two seconds before adding another sentence - "One night." ”

After she finished writing, she asked Bauhinia to squat down and whispered, "Bring that painting of mine here, and, put this in it." ”

Zijing replied and went down, during which everyone knew what Mu Ling said to her maid, but no one saw Mu Ling quickly put a note into Zijing's sleeve. Zijing didn't know which painting it was, but anyway, his master's purpose was not to send the painting.

Those genuine Mu Ling treasures are very good, Zijing thought about it and knew that what Mu Ling was talking about would definitely not be those paintings, Zijing looked at it, and brought a painting that Mu Ling had recently painted.

Mu Ling opened it and looked at it, knowing that this was Qi San's "Chrysanthemum" that she had recently imitated, and praised Bauhinia, then stood up, handed the painting to Qi Yuanxi, and said lightly: "Come and don't be rude." If you have given me a flower, the flower will not give it to you, so I will give you another flower. ”

After saying that, he left under the affectionate gaze. The people present were also a little puzzled, why didn't we receive the return gift in the first place?

But before they could figure it out, they were interrupted by an exclamation. "Oh my God! Isn't this Qi San's "Chrysanthemum"? I thought it was lost, but I didn't expect it to be here with Miss Mu! ”

As soon as they screamed like this, all the talented people couldn't care about complaining anymore, and hurriedly gathered together to watch. Even Qi Yuanchen, who had never said a word, walked to Qi Yuanxi's side, and Han Qing on the side was secretly biting the handkerchief.

It's just that after watching for a long time, Qi Yuanchen suddenly discovered that something was wrong. Although this chrysanthemum is said to be very similar, how can this ink and paper be a little too new.

At this time, he remembered that Mu Nu was good at painting, and saw that some people were amazed, some people were entangled, and when he looked at Li Baishi, he was stunned.

This person actually admired it with a face.

Yes, appreciation, not the admiration of famous paintings and calligraphy, but just the appreciation of a good painting.

A few minutes later, the corners of Li Bai's slightly raised mouth obviously said that he was thinking about another person.

Why haven't you heard of this Li Bai have a favorite person? But apparently, he knew that the painting was a fake.

After no one spoke for a long time, Qi Yuanchen bowed his hand to Mu Ling and said: "Woman Mu is really a painting saint in the world, and this painting actually looks like this." ”

The corners of Mu Ling's mouth twitched slightly, but his tone was very brisk: "I was still recognized by the Fourth Highness at a glance." ”

"It's also a shame that Miss Mu's painting was just painted, if it takes a long time, the paper will be replaced with the paper used by Qi San at the beginning, I'm afraid I won't be able to recognize it anyway."

"Your Highness is too humble."

"That's just the way it is."

Mu Ling stopped arguing, smiled and sat down.

As soon as the talented people heard their words, they took a closer look and found that they were indeed fake.

Only then did they laugh and say, "Miss Mu is really talented." "This Ling Guohua saint really deserves his name." "Miss Mu......"

Mu Ling accepted them one by one, but no one knew that there was no expression on his face under the mask.

Wu Qianqiu hurriedly skimmed the painting at the beginning, and at this time, she couldn't help but marvel at Mu Ling's painting skills.

Li Bai knows Qi San, and he also likes to paint very much, although he hasn't seen "Chrysanthemum", but at first glance, he knows that this painting must be fake, he doesn't want to risk anything, after all, isn't he saying that the people present are inferior to him? The others are just that, but there are still a few princes sitting here!

At this moment, he carefully tasted this "Chrysanthemum", but found that this Mu Ling was by no means imitating Qi San. Qi San's fate is complicated, no matter how open-minded he is, he will never be able to draw such a bright chrysanthemum, not to mention that this Qi San is by no means an open-minded person.

The chrysanthemums of these two people both showed the demeanor and demeanor of the chrysanthemums to the fullest, but the feelings they showed were completely different. This Mu Ling is also quite powerful.

It's just that I don't know if she can draw.

I really want to draw one for her.