The sixth prince, Mo Yuanqing, suddenly laughed like a fool, waved at Mu Jiuxi again and again, and muttered to Mo Zhu: "Look, she also likes me." ”

"Yuanqing, you come over to me!" Concubine Liao was so angry that her face was distorted.

Mo Yuanqing suddenly shrank his head and hid behind the ink bottle, and the scared appearance made everyone a little unbearable.

The cold aura of the ink bottle in front of him became stronger and stronger, and his handsome face was even colder than the coffin face, making the people next to him unconsciously leave a little farther away.

Concubine Liao didn't dare to shout more, thinking that the regent was angry.

In the middle of the arena, Qi Hongye's cold face was also cold and piercing at the moment, and the eyes that looked at Mu Jiuxi were even more disgusted and sharp.

"Miss Mu, what do you think about it?" Qi Hongye is very impatient, but she still has to pretend to be a lady, and her tone needs to be soft.

"It's more artistic conception, then just paint it, come here, bring my painting tools and materials." Mu Jiuxi shouted.

Immediately, everyone saw Ye Han with a few forbidden soldiers bringing up wooden barrels, brushes, mops and black long cloths.

"Mu Jiuxi, what are you doing here?" Qi Hongye was surprised, and the others were even more talkative.

"Miss Mu won't use a mop to draw, right?" Someone laughed when they said it.

"So much paint, she's going to destroy the Imperial Garden, right?"

"What is this long cloth for? Are you afraid of a hole in your drawing paper? ”

"Hahaha, Miss Mu is really funny."

The entire Imperial Garden exploded at once, smiling crookedly.

The Queen Mother's noble and holy face was a little distorted, looking at Mu Jiuxi's invincible expression, there was really a feeling that the old face was about to be lost by this child.

I thought to myself that I had spoiled her for so many years, whether it was right or wrong.

Mu Jiuxi's mother-in-law and eldest lady turned her head to look behind her, and she really didn't have a face to see anyone.

Only Mu Tianxing, who was his father, sat among the officials, staring at Qi Hushan with big eyes.

"What are you laughing at, I haven't played yet, I Xi'er won't necessarily lose." Mu Tianxing, this is called losing, not losing.

"General Mu, why should you?" Qi Hushan laughed, "Why don't you give me the jade lion, and this competition will be over?" ”

"Don't dream, Xi'er said that she was going to give me a birthday gift today, which is your Green Dragon Sword." Mu Tianxing looked very proud, in fact, Mu Jiuxi had this heart, and the old father was already moved as if he had received a gift.

"Hahaha, General Mu, there is really a father and a daughter." Qi Hushan directly belittled the two fathers and daughters.

"You old puppet, shut up, or I'll beat you!" Mu Tianxing's old face changed, and he raised his fist.

"What's the noise!" Suddenly, the ink bottle snorted coldly, and the audience instantly fell silent, and some were even scared and trembled.

"Miss Mu, Miss Qisan, since the artistic conception is the theme, let's start!" Mo Bottle's cold gaze swept towards Mu Jiuxi, who had a calm face, and Qi Hongye, who was proud.

"Yes, Lord Regent." The two women replied, and then went to the place where they were painting.

Qi Hongye's side is a standard easel, there are brushes and paints under the shelf, she can sit down and start painting directly.

And Mu Jiuxi said to Ye Han: "Spread the black bla." ”

Ye Han immediately agreed, opened the black cloth, and found that it was a ten-meter-long strip, paved on the road like a black road.

"The four corners are fixed and cannot be moved." Mu Jiuxi said as he walked to the wooden barrel, then picked up the mop next to him and threw it directly into the white paint bucket.