She bent down and the two pens in Heye Sleeve put the two pens on the paper, which were drawn in black and black.

The music paused, everyone's breathing was stagnant, and the drums fell like raindrops.

As soon as the chime brush rang, she was like a spring water wrinkled by the wind. She threw her sleeves off and flipped it on the canvas. She threw two ink dots onto the canvas. She tapped the ground with one foot, but there was no trace of it on the pink dance uniform.

Feng Jiuxi thought that if she had stepped on rice paper and had already broken a few big holes, this beauty should have some kung fu foundation, and the power of every dance step was just right.

As time was thinking about it, Su Mei had already drawn several strokes on the paper, her posture was lively, and she carried the painting to the platform.

Retracting the water sleeves, brushing a stroke across a row of similar red pigments, pulling up the scroll to outline it in the air, Feng Jiuxi stopped eating anything, she used a pen to transition into the gradient level of plum blossoms, and it was in the case of dancing, how much energy it took.

It's also perfectly able to step on the music point.

This Su Mei is a bit interesting.

Her eyes moved to the queen's face, and happened to see a dark light with a sneer flashing in her eyes. What exactly did she arrange for this beauty to enter the palace?

The beauty on the platform finished the whole picture in her changing dance posture.

Two little eunuchs stood up and showed them in front of everyone.

It is the mountains that are covered with rain that are red plum trees. The white space between the mountains is gone. If the flowers and trees see this painting here, it would be crazy.

The beauty was covered with glass lanterns, and the colorful colors shone brightly. She said blessedly: "This painting of a folk girl is when the cinnabar and plum blossoms are blooming in the country."

Everyone was silent, and the prince took the initiative to warm up: "Miss this painting is good." He applauded.

Others also came to their senses, some were jealous and some were praised.

The result was obvious. The beauty danced like a dance and was successfully included in the harem by Emperor Feng.

Su Mei was originally from Shang Yu Palace. In order to obtain Yun Yao's information, Leng Qin arranged for her as a dancer to sneak into the Yun Yaojing County Prince's Mansion when she was sixteen years old, and she gained the attention of the County Prince with her ability.

Lu Yunhuang is now engaging in the other side and has a good relationship with Prince Jing. After greeting her, he turned her to Jiuli's side, under the queen, first, contacting Yun Yao, and second, to protect the queen.

She is from Shangyu Palace and doesn't even know that Yun Yao is.

In the afternoon, King Mu went to Jingyan Palace to play chess with his mother.

Concubine Jing fell down and said, "Jing'er, you have gone to find Ding Wuwei."

King Mu fell behind Bai Zi, "Mother, you are surrounded and die."

Concubine Jing paused and reacted to take back the chess piece.

"Is it not going well outside?"

He buried his head, the 18-year-old boy faded away from the youthfulness of the palace and was full of frustration.

"Mother, you will never interfere with me."

Concubine Jing said casually: "That was the past. Now you have grown up and have more ideas."

"Mother's mother has many things to consider for you."

"Is the case of Liu Erlang's fraud related to you?" Her eyes were dark and she forced him to ask.

King Mu seemed to have not heard what she said, "Mother, it's getting late, I should go home."

"Feng Mujing, Mother is asking you, Liu Erlang has no grudges and grudges, why did you frame him? You almost ruined your sister's marriage."

It took him a long time to hear Concubine Jing speak to him with such a harsh attitude.

I remember when he was a child, my mother called him his full name, and she was always cold to herself.

A small matter would be very strict with him. Qinglan would always plead for him, and sometimes she would be punished with him if she couldn't ask for it.

Later, he became older, and Concubine Jing seemed to have suddenly become more and treat him very well.

Feng Mujing said quietly: "I don't like that Liu Lian, and I think he is not a good match for Qing Lan."

After Concubine Jing took over the chess piece, Qingyou said, "Feng Mujing, come back and kneel down. It's because I usually spoil you too much."

Feng Mujing turned around and knelt down with a cold face.

Concubine Jing said in a daze: "Look at how you are now, your hair is covered all over the floor, your father's fiftieth birthday, come here in gray-white clothes, and my mother has taught you since she was a child. A gentleman is dressed in a gentleman, but you have forgotten the rules less than a month after you left the palace. I don't know that I thought you were dead."

"Cai Le, go and get a pair of scissors and cut King Mu's hair short."

King Mu thought he was not a gentleman, and after he left the palace, his love for Feng Qinglan became stronger and stronger, and he hated himself.

Caile often helps Jingfei care her hair, and her skills are good.

She took the scissors and carefully cut Feng Mujing's hair.

He turned his head to hide.

Concubine Jing sternly said: "Cai Le, cut it."

Caile saw that his eyes were red and dared not cut them.

Kneel beside Concubine Jing and pleaded for him: "Empress, the young master's hair is always so long, just tie it up."

Concubine Jing calmed down and waved her hand to let her go out.

There were only two people sitting and kneeling in the room.

"Feng Mujing, today you can explain why you framed Liu Erlang, so I won't cut your hair."

Feng Mujing's expression was quiet and he was stunned for a long time and said, "It was Ding Wu who didn't tell you."

"It was my mother guessed it."

She stared at Feng Mujing's eyes thoughtfully.

"Do you mean something else to your sister?"

Feng Mujing's face turned pale, "My son doesn't understand what his mother said."

Concubine Jing stood up and walked up to him, slapped him quietly.

"She is your sister, the one you have ever dreamed of."

Feng Mujing didn't say a word, her face pale and a little bit of gray.

"I am really a sin. You must know that you will become like this, and you shouldn't have... "

She stared at Feng Mujing's face in a daze, revealing a strange shadow.

"Injustice."

She turned her back and said, "You leave the palace immediately, I don't want to see you."

Feng Mujing became soft from the ground.

He bowed with a look of shame and retreated.

Concubine Jing had a little bit of desolation on her face, and she returned to her bed to mess up the chess game.

Feng Mujing walked out of the palace, and he didn't want to stay for dinner.

Walking through the Yue Cave Gate, I ran into Feng Qinglan.

"elder brother."

Feng Mujing ignored her and continued to walk forward.

His hair brushed past her nose with a little orchid scent.

She grabbed Feng Mujing's sleeve impulsively.

"You just went to the palace of Mother's wife."

Feng Mujing didn't dare to look at her face and tried to make it with her other hand.

"Feng Qinglan, let go."

She waved her hand and asked the maid to go down.

Walking up to him, "Didn't Mother tell me about you?"

Feng Mujing looked up and saw her familiar face, which was lit up in Chao Siye's eyes, and she lowered her head quickly, and a little anger was also stained with: "Feng Qinglan, you are my sister after all, the dearest sister that comes out of the womb."

Feng Qinglan heard his words as if she was bolt from the blue, "Brother, you don't need to emphasize that the first three days were your birthday. I want to say that I wish you a happy birthday."

Feng Qinglan wishes her a happy birthday every year, and he thought she would not be able to do this year.

"Qinglan, Qinglan..." Feng Mujing called her name lowly, pulled her wrist and pushed it to the corner of the wall. The burning fire in her eyes was burning freely, and the handsome face like a knife was a man's ambition.

Feng Qinglan didn't struggle, her face was a little red, and she could see his rapid breathing.

He looked at her for a while, the burning color in his eyes faded away, his fingers slid across her face and pointed it on her heart, "Feng Qinglan, you are going to marry Liu Erlang. After today, I forgot me from the bottom of my heart."

He held her hand and placed it on his heart, lost in his heart, and finally did not say that.

"I'm leaving, take care of it."

He let her go in an instant and hurriedly left without looking back.
Chapter completed!