Yan Ziwen looked at the man standing proudly in the hall through the crowded heads. When she "confessed" to him before, he still rejected her directly. Why did you suddenly change your mind again?

She couldn't figure it out, but Mu Heng suddenly changed her mind, which was a good thing for her.

Emperor Han Xuan looked Mu Heng up and down with Nahan's eyes, "Nine thousand years old, you're not joking with me." My daughter-in-law, I know very clearly...... "She is ugly and fat, if you marry her, when everyone laughs at her in the future, she will also bring you in by the way."

Are you sure you're going to be a joke with her too?

Mu Heng met Emperor Han Xuan's gaze, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was firm, "Your Majesty, the slave has made up his mind, and I implore the emperor to fulfill it!" ”

"This ......" Emperor Han Xuan still felt puzzled, but after pondering for a moment, he nodded in agreement.

Although it is detrimental to the royal majesty to let the princess marry the eunuch.

But his little daughter is wonderful, and she is a woman that normal men in the entire Ming Chu Kingdom will not marry. Now that someone can ask for her, why is he, the emperor, still refusing to be a father.

Emperor Han Xuan nodded lightly, and did not consult the empress's opinion, and responded to Mu Heng's request very autocraticly.

Baili Ziwei stiffened her neck and looked at Mu Heng condescendingly with her arrogant gaze, but she had already set off a monstrous hatred in her heart. She really wanted to grab a dagger and stab Mu Heng, the eunuch, to death.

Is he blind?

Why marry that little slut?

"Father, since the ninth sister can play the piano so well, she must also be good at other talents. The daughter, who is an older sister, wants to compete with the ninth sister again. He also asked the father to allow his daughter's willfulness. ”

Baili Ziwei's hand in the wide sleeve was quietly clenched into a fist. Mu Heng wants to marry that little slut, and that little slut can finally get married, so he must be very happy.

But how could she want to see that little slut happy?

Hit! She's going to hit her hard!

Get back the face you just lost.

Baili Ziwen, the ninth princess, is destined to be only the foil of her Baili Ziwei, the seventh princess.

"Ziwei, what talent do you want to show everyone this time?" Emperor Han Xuan did not immediately accede to her request.

"Father, my daughter's painting skills have improved a lot recently. The daughter wants to compare with the ninth sister to draw. Baili Ziwei said conceitedly. In qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, she is best at painting.

Baili Ziwen's little slut can win her once, that's her luck.

She didn't believe she could beat her again, especially when it came to drawing.

Emperor Han Xuan saw her unique self-confidence and arrogance from Baili Ziwei's face, he stroked the goat's whiskers and smiled hypocritically, "Good! You are all the daughters of your father, and whoever of you wins is very happy with your father. ”

The nails of the queen's thumb were already hard embedded in the flesh of the palm. The emperor is clearly favoring Baili Ziwei's little white lotus, and Baili Ziwei has been learning to paint since she was a child. And her sister-in-law never touched a paintbrush at all.

Needless to say, you know who wins and who loses.

The queen was a little anxious.

Mu Heng smiled, a pair of evil eyes lightly, and looked at Baili Ziwei proudly, "Seventh princess, since the competition is always about winning or losing. What about the loser? ”

Baili Ziwei's chin was raised proudly, and her peerless face flashed with bright brilliance, "The loser kowtows to the winner, or a hundred kowtows." ”

Anyway, she definitely won't lose again this time.

"Good! That Bendu answered the challenge of the Seventh Princess for the Ninth Princess! Mu Heng smiled demonically, and there was a hint of weirdness in his smile.

Yan Ziwen had already stepped down from the high platform at this time. Mu Heng pulled her aside and interrogated.

"Do you know how to draw?" He asked.

"It's only going to ...... Just a little......" she replied in a whisper.

"It's okay! Since Bendo, who said in the presence of so many people that he would marry you, you are Bendo's woman. Even if you can only draw eggs on paper, with Bendo covering you, you will be the victorious one! Get ready, wait and see how the seventh princess kowtows to you. Mu Heng announced to her domineeringly, revealing an iron-blooded domineering aura possessed by a superior person.

Yan Ziwen, "......" is nine thousand years old, I have seen little of the world, don't lie to me.