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The people in the palace all looked towards Yu Yan, who pressed on Yulixiao's hands and said softly: "I offer this to my concubine, my concubine returns this time as if it were a painting."

Since she was a woman by his side, how could she only be a formidable ugly woman in the eyes of the crowd?

With one hand lightly holding the wine jug and the other lightly lifting the hem of her skirt, she slowly stepped down from the platform under everyone's gaze.

The gorgeous dancer moved to the side, her beautiful face covered with sweat due to dancing, as she faced Yulixiao slightly. Her charming eyes swept over, clearly expressing her love to him.

Unfortunately, Yulixiao did not even look at her, and his gaze landed on Yu Yan's body with interest.

During the day, Nian An asked the Steward Fu for some white cloth, some incense, and even the barrel containing the ink was a high-quality plain paint. The Steward Fu held it in his hands, and the Wolf Brushstroke was also big.

A few young eunuchs pulled back the white cloth and tensed it up, then the hall quieted down.

Nian An then held the brush in both her hands in front of Yu Yan, looked at her left shoulder and said softly, "Esteemed wangfei, your hand …"

"I don't need to write with my left hand." She smiled, accepted the brush, and slowly walked to Ye Mingyue's side. She lightly nodded at her, and said in a clear voice: "Madam Mingyue, the lute is so shocking that no one in the world can match it. Are you willing to offer it to king as a painting together with me?"

Ye Mingyue was startled, as though she was hesitating.

Yu Yan said softly, "Madam Mingyue, your heart is like the moon, you should know."

Ye Mingyue adored Yulixiao, but because the person's heart was with Yu Yan, she could not see him, and could not hear him, so Yu Yan's words made a pinching sound on her heart, causing her anger to rush back, and she felt that Yu Yan was provoking her.

But Yu Yan had always remembered his promise to give her a chance to get close to her lover. Furthermore, she didn't even know if she would live or die tomorrow, so why didn't she help him keep this straightforward, genuine Ye Mingyue? There had to be a girl who was purely in love with him by his side in order to make her feel at ease when she closed her eyes …

How could Ye Mingyue know what Yu Yan was thinking? A love rival meeting was a hatred born from the constant desire to drag a knife with him, a white knife in, a red knife in. Seeing that Yu Yan had taken the initiative, she smiled coldly and got up with the lute in her arms. She gently blessed Yu Li and bowed to her. She raised her chin and said proudly:

"Princess, please give me your question."

"Golden Fragrance of the Nine Prefectures." Yu Yan turned around and submerged the snow white wolf into the ink, allowing Nian An to stand by the side with the wine.

As he was holding the brush, the ink dropped by the wolfman spread out in the hall.

Ye Mingyue tilted her face slightly, and used her slender fingers to pluck the strings. The sound of the lute was like moonlight floating, quiet and indistinct, with her middle finger twirling around once again, the strings twirling excitedly, like a breeze brushing against a jade bell, and her voice was crisp and clear.

Yu Yan landed on the white cloth and the ink on it melted. The brush flew around like a sparrow in the snow.

The wind blew through the hall, causing her skirt to flutter in the wind. Her left arm hung lifelessly, but her right hand was still trying its best to move. She pursed her lips, her expression was focused, and her eyes sparkled with stars.

Everyone looked again at the surging river on the white cloth. Within the steep mountain ridges, a single branch of ink was extending. There were only dots of ink on it. It was as if there were no flowers or leaves; it was as if there were dead branches crisscrossing.

Ye Mingyue intentionally flicked his lute so much that it sounded urgent, disturbing her thoughts, and then deliberately danced around her side. With her sweet dress and wide sleeves, she flew around like a gorgeous butterfly, attracting everyone's attention.

She thought that she was very proud, so she played the lute and also gave a phoenix three nods, which attracted a lot of cheers.

Yu Yan pretended not to hear it, and sank into her own drawing. Just then, a point of light suddenly struck Yu Yan's wrist. With a twist of the brush, a huge ball of ink fell in the picture! She looked at her wrist in astonishment. There was a clear red mark on her wrist, and this hand was useless! It was obvious that someone wanted her to be unable to complete the painting!

She looked around, seeing that everyone was cheering for Ye Mingyue, no one noticed her abnormality.

This is the first time Yu Yan has drawn such a long picture." She was somewhat resentful that she was trying to be brave, but she also wanted to finish the painting. Thinking about it carefully, she had never given anything to Yueli, so she didn't want him to become a joke. This made everyone feel that he had taken a fancy to a useless girl. Moreover, this was a disgrace to her father!

She paused for a moment, trying to raise her right wrist. With a little more effort, she continued drawing.

Some people didn't want her to show off, but she still wanted to show off. Some people wanted to see her make a joke. She, Yu Yan, was not a rigid woman who only knew how to recite orders. Her paintings, her poems, her writing and her talent, were all enough to make those men who thought that they were geniuses lower their heads.

She was even faster now. The wolf was constantly moving across the branches, and many flower buds were unfolding in front of her eyes.

Steward Fu carried the ink bucket and followed beside her. His gaze landed on her wrist, his eyes rolled around, he supported her and whispered: "The Empress is tired, why not take a rest?"

Yu Yan felt a surge of energy suddenly flood into her arm, she looked at Steward Fu in shock, does this man know martial arts?

"This servant deserves to die, this servant has disturbed the Empress's painting." Steward Fu quickly let go of his hands, revealing a cowardly face as he bent his waist deeply.

Yu Yan restrained her shock, she did not want the person who was being naughty to see through, so she rubbed her wrist on purpose, and continued to draw.

Ye Mingyue's lute sounds had indeed disrupted her thoughts, but luckily, she was not someone who was easily affected. She had been sitting in the busy city and read books for an entire afternoon, as if she was alone in an isolated land.

After the time it took to make a cup of tea, she finished her drawing and changed it to a wolf's hair. She then wrote a poem on the left side.

Qiu Xuanling was brave enough to run over. She pointed at the words on the wall and read loudly, "Sheng Ri Xunfang Xishui Lakeside, the scenery is new now. If one is not too busy knowing the face of the spring wind, then a million purple glows is always spring. "

She had a good voice, and when she recited the poem, it was as if she was singing a melodious bird song … She even started singing immediately. She tapped the beat with both hands and smiled, as relaxed as if she was in a small yard at home. The singing spread to every corner of the hall.

She stuck out her tongue, bowed towards Yulixiao, and said in a clear voice, "king, Big Sister Wangfei, please forgive us. The profound spirit was attracted by Big Sister Wangfei's good poem, and thus could not help but act presumptuously."

With such a sweet mouth, who could blame her?

"On a spring day, there should be a spring breeze, so why are the branches full of water? Is there anything else? " At this time, someone weakly asked. It was obvious that someone did not dare to be too presumptuous in front of Yulixiao.

For someone to act so impudently in front of his woman, it was all the fault of the man for being so dishonorable. Although Yu Yan's face was half red, not a single person present dared to not make a sound. This was all because of the man seated upon the highest seat. No matter who he pampered, no matter how unsightly that person was, he was still a character that everyone looked up at. Otherwise, he would be a pitiful worm that could fall into the mud at any time.

Yulixiao stared at the painting happily, wine bottle in his hand. Yu Yan understood his heart, and only Yu Yan understood his heart. His repayment laid in bringing a paint-like spring to the world, and not being riddled with scars and devastation. Even if it was completely dry and full of branches and leaves, it would definitely fill the entire river bank in the future.

Yu Yan put down the wolf cub and took the wine jug from Nian An's heart. She raised her head and drank a mouthful of wine, her cheeks bulging as she spat out a mouthful of wine mist at the painting …

Ye Mingyue was very smart. She no longer forced her with his string sound and changed it into a melodious and gentle one.

The ink dots on the white cloth slowly bloomed like millions of flowers blooming. Layer upon layer of petals formed a strong aroma of wine, as if spring had arrived. Spring was in full bloom, and as the eunuchs walked around holding the painting, the river water seemed to have come alive.

The hall was silent for a moment, then burst into applause.

"She only knows these tricks and is dedicated to my king. The strings of Madam Mingyue's lute are truly marvelous." Yu Yan turned her head and smiled at Ye Mingyue.

Ye Mingyue was also covered in sweat. She looked deeply at her and couldn't hide the admiration in her eyes.

Chen Yao was still calm as she slowly drank her wine, looking extremely virtuous and virtuous. Only Sai Mi could see that her hand, which was placed under the table, was tightly grabbing onto the beautiful dress on her knees, and even digging into her thigh. If she were to be even more fierce, it would be able to break her skin and flesh.

Sai Mi lightly touched the servant Xiao Lian who was standing beside her. Xiao Lian immediately understood and bent over.

"Madam, you're drunk. Go back and rest."

"Even if the king is called Emperor, the position of the harem should be straightened out. The consort should be the successor, and the fourth concubine should also be established according to the ancestral system, opening branches and spreading the leaves of the king and spreading the seeds. This is also the fundamental nature of the country." At this moment, one of the ministers stood up and advised with a smile.

Yulixiao got up from the chair and slowly walked to in front of the picture scroll. After he finished admiring the picture scroll, he said in a deep voice: "Let's discuss this matter after entering Houqing Kingdom.

"Understood." Steward Fu hurried over and called for the young eunuchs to help his out.

"king, then when do you think we should hold this grand ceremony to ascend the throne? "Why not let me arrange a grand day for you?" Yu Fengxiao stroked his beard and asked with a smile.

"Yes, king is the true son of the Dragon and the Son of the Sky, he will definitely return to the people's hearts. He will ascend the throne early, so that tens of thousands of people can come." The eldest son Yu Qingan also stood up, his white and fat face full of humble smiles.

"Let's talk more. Tonight is the night's night. With This King here, you will not be able to enjoy yourselves. Everyone, have fun." He looked at the people around him, and then pulled Yu Yan's hand and walked out.

"We respectfully send you off, king." Everyone hurriedly stood up and watched the two of them leave.

"Can you just leave us like this?" Yu Yan whispered as she followed behind him.

"Am I supposed to get drunk with them?" He lowered his voice as he spoke, his finger lightly hooked onto her palm.

Yu Yan's wrist was still in some pain, but it was unknown what method Steward Fu used to give her so her arm was full of strength. She pulled back, raised her hand in front of her eyes to look, and asked softly: "Isn't Steward Fu used to be Yu Tianqi's man? Why do you trust him so? "

"Oh, he's one of my trusted aides in the palace. He already worked for me many years ago. Why would he ask?" Yulixiao turned his head and looked at her inquiringly.

"I think that person is very tactful. I'm afraid that there's something malicious about him." Yu Yan said softly.

"What, the wrist hurts, right?" Yulixiao held up her wrist again, and his fingers lightly kneaded the wrist.

"king, if you are not the emperor, with this unique skill of healing one's wounds, you can live a comfortable life." Yu Yan laughed.

"Beautiful you." Yulixiao laughed and asked softly: "Do you want to eat sweet potatoes?"

"Is there?" Yu Yan raised her head and asked happily.

"Nie Shuangcheng went to get it, he should be back by now, it's best to roast it." Yulixiao squinted his eyes, and revealed a look of longing.

Yu Yan could not help but laugh. This king that everyone admired, was only a real man with flesh and blood in front of her!

"Let's go." He took her hand and walked quickly forward.

Yu Yan followed his footsteps and ran a few steps. She turned her head and saw that Chen Yao and Sai Mi had also come out, and was staring at them.

"I hate Chen Yao." Yu Yan said.