"It's time!"

Fu Junru stepped on the clock and ordered someone to put away the paintings of the peak season.

"The next person is the next person, look at this painting, shoddy, not as good as when I was seven or eight years old."

Fu Junru glanced at the painting of the peak season a few times, and commented proudly: "I knew that this was the case, I shouldn't have invited you here in the first place, and I took up the quota for this dinner in vain, anyway, you can't get the 10,000-year-old golden lotus anyway." ”

After listening to this, the rest of the women were a little more comfortable, which meant that they had one less competitor at all.

This is called the peak season, and it can be regarded as a little useful.

As a result, I heard Sheng Ji muttering for no reason: "That princess is also very pitiful." ”

"What do you mean?" Fu Junru's face sank.

"The reason why I paint crudely today is because the painting tools I have been assigned are all shoddy."

Sheng Ji looked at her sympathetically, "Since the princess compares her seven or eight-year-old paintings with them, I think the painting tools you used at that time must have been extremely vulgar, which also indirectly shows that you were not favored when you were a child." ”

"You are presumptuous!"

Hearing this, Fu Junru suddenly jumped like thunder somehow, and he didn't care if there was a master of the Nirvana God Realm like the little old man behind Sheng Ji, so he immediately ordered someone to drag Sheng Ji down and execute him.

Bi Ying drew his sword awe-inspiringly and stared at the white-clothed guards of Taichen Palace vigilantly, "Do you want to call the master over?" ”

"Not necessarily."

Sheng Ji got up and walked in front of Fu Junru, his body pressed the other party's head, and his momentum naturally appeared: "I was invited by His Royal Highness the Seventh, and if I want to call it, I will also call His Highness the Seventh." ”

Just kidding, how could she be willing to call her man over and set herself on fire at this time?

What's more, there is a group of women eyeing it next to it.

As for the Seventh Highness, you don't have to be in vain.

"Don't think that if Seventh Brother has protected you, you can be powerful and blessed in Taichen Palace."

Fu Junru was not tall enough, stood on the table, and actually looked down at the sheng season, which was satisfied.

Sheng Ji ignored her childish behavior, and only said casually: "But with the Seventh Highness protecting me, the princess just can't do anything about me." ”

"I'll find the Immortal Emperor to sue you later, and the seventh brother has to listen to his old man's words."

Fu Junru became a prophecy.

As soon as the words fell, I listened to the attendants beside the Immortal Emperor to pass the word: "I heard that the head of Han Shao said that the princess is holding a banquet and painting here, and the Immortal Emperor is quite interested, please move the princess and the girls to listen to Chaoxuan and taste it together." ”

"Junru takes the order!" That's the moment she was waiting for.

Sister Han Ruoyue is really reliable, the original plan was to only lure Brother Huai Ce over, but I didn't expect that now I can make Sheng Ji, a subordinate of the people, embarrassed in front of the predecessors of the major sects in the Eastern Emperor Continent, and it is even happier than expected!

The Immortal Emperor was listening to the banquet in Chaoxuan, and all the people invited were the heads of various sects, the young heads and some outstanding disciples.

Sheng Ji stood at the end of the team, followed him to Tingchaoxuan, and saw his man in the crowd at a glance.

There is no way, no matter where her Mu Lang goes, he is an existence that stands out from the crowd.

Especially wearing the mint green gown she bought for him, with a green lotus purse hanging from her waist, the more she looks at it, the more she likes it, the more she looks at it, the more charming it becomes, if it weren't for this piece and others, she couldn't help but want to pounce on him and kiss him hard.

At the same time, he also saw Linglong holding the green dragon glass sword, and his master Xuan Lingzi.

The peak season is speechless: This young head of the Mu Yun faction is so child's play, any cat or dog can be it.

"Huh?" Mu Huaice looked against the gazes of countless women, and also saw his little girl at a glance.

But for some reason, the little girl rolled her eyes at him.

The conscience of heaven and earth, where did he offend her again, and he was clearly trying his best to draw a line with other women all night......

"Immortal Emperor, all the paintings are here tonight, please help Jun Ru palm your eyes."

"Let people present it one by one and unfold it, all the heads here are talented and learned people, and everyone will taste it together, which is more fair."

The Immortal Emperor is already middle-aged, and he is dressed in white and sitting in the middle of the golden crown, which is quite majestic.

As soon as Chrysostom opened, the servants below were all obeying orders.

The tasting officially began.

It was predicted that he would definitely not be able to get the golden lotus of ten thousand years, but he was not in a hurry, and turned his head to look at the Cold Moon Pavilion sitting opposite Mu Yun's party.

Fu Junru was leaning over to laugh with Han Ruoyue, but she didn't know what the two of them were talking about, and her eyes glanced at her from time to time.

Recalling what the servant said just now, it was at the suggestion of the head of Han Shao that he had the opportunity to appreciate the paintings in public, and it was clear that this Fu Junru was so directed at himself, and his feelings were still Han Ruoyue's handwriting.

Why, after staging the deep sisterhood on the road, taking away Mu Huaice's preferences, as soon as he arrived at Taichen Palace, he couldn't wait to unload the mill and kill the donkey......

"The next one is called 'Qinglian Guanyin'," the servant of the newspaper said in a loud voice: "The painter, the Muyun faction is in full bloom." ”

When Fu Junru heard this, she immediately whispered excitedly to Han Ruoyue: "Wait, she is about to be embarrassed." ”

"Junru, don't do that. She has her own cause and effect, what does it have to do with you and me? ”

Han Ruoyue didn't seem to care about the authenticity, but when she swept her gaze over the peak season, there was a faint light jumping excitedly.

Sheng Ji looked at her and smiled playfully - the real battle of the Flower God Festival has just begun.

Then she turned her head to look at Mu Huaice, and a layer of playfulness appeared in her eyes.

"Muyun faction season", this name is a bit interesting.

Although she didn't have a good impression of Mu Yunpai anymore, when she thought that it was because of Mu Huaice, her heart was sweet.

Knowing that this painting was made by his own little girl, Mu Huaice, who was originally very conscious of bowing his head and drinking, would raise his eyes with great interest.

Then, stunned.

When Fu Junlan heard that this little pepper in the peak season could actually paint, she also looked at it with curiosity, and a look of astonishment flashed on her face.

Then he looked at the painting, then at Mu Huaice, then at Mu Huaishen, then turned his head to look at the painting, and finally looked at the Sheng Ji, and nodded matter-of-factly.

After the rest of the people saw the painting, they couldn't help but be surprised, and their eyes subconsciously turned to Mu Huaice.

Especially Concubine Yunluan, who was sitting beside the Immortal Emperor, heard that this painting was from Mu Yunpai's mother's family, and she also looked at it with admiration. Who knows, he also showed a meaningful smile at Mu Huaice.

And the Immortal Emperor, who was the highest status in the audience, directly ordered the servants: "Come, bring that painting closer." ”

At this time, Fu Junru and Han Ruoyue felt that something was wrong in advance.

It's a pity that they were too confident just now, and they didn't pay attention to the painting before, but now the painting is placed on the table of the Immortal Emperor, and they can't see it when they stretch their necks.

"What's going on?" Han Ruoyue was not calm, frowning and looking at Fu Junru: "You don't have the method I taught you to do?" ”

"Yes." Fu Junru was also very puzzled, "I have clearly seen her paint with my own eyes, and it is very vulgar!" ”

But suddenly I heard the Immortal Emperor laugh loudly: "This painting is very innovative, it should be rated as the best in the audience, what do you think?" ”