Old Madam Yi was stunned and looked at Yi Zhu next to her with a blank face.

Others were secretly surprised.

It seems that King Yuan visited the Guogong Mansion today and personally came to celebrate the birthday of Mrs. Yi, which was really for Miss Yi.

The little prince likes Miss Yi Er very much, what about King Yuan himself?

For a while, everyone guessed, but the gaze that looked at Yizhu had already changed.

This second Miss Yi seems to be a capable person, and she may be able to be accepted by King Yuan in the future, and that is the only one.

Looked at by everyone's scrutiny or enthusiasm, Yizhu really wanted to disappear in place.

What's going on with King Yuan?

Why did he say these speculative things over and over again?

At this time, the happiest people are children.

Because his father said this, after today, he can come to the Guogong Mansion to play with his mother at any time, and he doesn't have to worry about attracting criticism to his mother, because he likes Miss Yier, isn't it natural to come to play with her?

The child jumped up with joy.

"Father, father, the child likes you too." The child threw himself on Pei Yuan's lap and said with some dog legs.

The corners of Pei Yuan's mouth hooked, raised his hand and rubbed his head, and then looked at Yizhu, "If the second young lady is ready, let's start." ”

Yizhu was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, "Yes." ”

Yumei had already led the people to prepare the utensils and materials for painting, and the table was placed in the center of the hall.

Yizhu walked to the table under the gaze of everyone.

Seeing this, Yi Ling regained his spirits, waiting to see Yi Zhu become a laughing stock.

Whether Yizhu has real material or not will be revealed soon, and when the time comes, King Yuan will definitely dislike Yizhu, and the little prince will no longer like her.

However, the imaginary uneasiness did not appear in Yizhu.

She stood silently at the table, dipped her pen in ink, and began to slide on the paper.

Within a moment, the original snow-white paper had begun to take shape.

The child wanted to get closer, but she was afraid that she would disturb her mother and cause her to be distracted, so she pressed down and sat down beside Pei Yuan obediently.

For a while, the hall was very quiet, and everyone did not speak, only quietly looked at the girl painting in the hall.

She moves her pen with ease, moves quickly, and is dazzling to see.

Yizhu is still painted as a picture of Magu's birthday, because he has painted it once, and this time he painted it again, which is more handy.

With little effort, she finished drawing in half an hour.

During this period, everyone hindered Pei Yuan here, and no one dared to say anything, so they sat for half an hour.

At this time, seeing that Yizhu finally put away the pen, they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Before Pei Yuan could speak, Yi Ling had already gotten up and walked towards Yi Zhu.

I just sat far away and couldn't see very clearly.

However, although Yizhu is very familiar with the movements, he doesn't know what is drawn.

But it's not going to be a good painting after all.

She thought firmly.

But when she got closer, when she saw the painting on the table, her mind "buzzed", and her eyes widened in disbelief.

On the paper spread out on the table, it was clearly a picture of Magu's birthday, which was exactly the same as the picture of Magu's birthday that Yizhu gave to her grandmother just now.

But how is this possible?

But now, no one paid attention to her.

Because many people have already seen what Yizhu is painting and have come forward to watch.

"This painting is so beautiful!"

"Miss Yi Er is really a brilliant pen!"

For a while, flattering words don't pop out of their mouths like money.

Yi Ling came back to his senses and sneered in his heart.

Are these people really praising Yizhu? It's just for the sake of King Yuan, just praise her twice.