A prostitute of rebirth

Chapter 179: Drawing Shocking Heaven (1)
Huangfulin gritted his teeth tightly, his handsome face became extremely gloomy.

satisfy?If he said the word "very good", wouldn't he be slapping himself alive? The hateful Northern Dynasty is determined to humiliate them today.

Murong smiled and looked at the scene in the middle, not startled, it was the first time she saw that the painted flowers could attract butterflies, her black eyes rolled slightly, suddenly flashes of light and flint flashed in her mind, and a clear look appeared on her face look.

That's it!

"Damn it, the envoys from the Northern Dynasty are too much. They don't care about us. I really want to go up and beat them up." Beside him, Lian Anning clenched his hands into fists, with a look of resentment on his face, he rushed forward to fight with them A frame means.

When the envoy asked the words just now again, there was a sense of coercion in the words, and he insisted on forcing Huang Fulin to say "very good".

There was silence all around, except for the triumphant smiles of the people from the Northern Dynasty, everyone felt aggrieved by eating flies. No matter how dissatisfied Huangfulin was, he couldn't deny his painting skills. He couldn't lose face. lining.

As the clear eyes flashed, Murong smiled brightly, and just when Huangfulin was about to speak, she stood up. Among the hundreds of people, she stood out abruptly, looking so unstoppable.

"My lord, can you let the little girl paint a picture before I judge." Her clear voice, as sweet as a silver bell, was sarcasm and disdain in the ears of others.

A child who is a little bit older, dares to make a false painting and let others judge him, it is really beyond his control.

Can the painting be compared with others?It's even more embarrassing to come out at this time.

"Xiao'er..." Lian Qiao exclaimed, and looked at Murong with a worried smile, but the latter gave her a reassuring look, clear and bright, with a firm color.

"Come on." Lian Qiao raised a gentle smile to cheer her up.

Ignoring everyone's scornful, puzzled, or reproachful eyes, she walked slowly in lotus steps, and walked to the front. The cold moonlight shone on her body, replacing her with hazy beauty. Her whole body, that confident look The light is dazzling and dazzling.

"Your Majesty, please let Xiao'er have a try." She smiled at Li Dio, and said calmly.

Huangfu Lin couldn't help being stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he nodded impatiently, and didn't expect too much, anyway, he had already lost, and it would be futile to ask Murong Xiaoxiao to draw as many paintings as possible.

Concubine Chen had already returned to her seat, her beautiful face was full of anger.

Never thought that one day, the painting skills she was so proud of would actually lose, and she was full of disdain and sarcasm to Murong Xiaoxiao's attempt, even she couldn't defeat the envoy of the Northern Dynasty, with her a milk doll?Hmph, what a big joke.

Lian Yue stared at Murong Xiaoxiao's eyes full of worry, but still smiled at her gently: "Smile, come on."

She couldn't say that she believed that Xiao'er could save Luo Chao's face, but she deserved everyone's respect for her desire to help Luo Chao. Even if she lost, she would still be honored to lose.

Murong smiled lightly and hooked her lips. If there was a smile like the bright moon in the sky, it was bright and moving. She smiled and glanced at the envoy of the Northern Dynasty. On her delicate little face, the brilliance of self-confidence bloomed, like a holy lotus flower , sacred and noble.

She waved to the eunuch at the side, and whispered instructions in his ear.

The envoy of the Northern Dynasty was a little dizzy. He always felt that this little girl who looked about ten years old seemed not simple.

Although they didn't have any hope for Murong Xiaoxiao, everyone still stared at him with wide eyes. They wanted to see how far this little girl from the Northern Dynasty, who was arrogantly trying to challenge her, had reached the state of painting.

Holding the brush with plain hands, it fell down gracefully, Murong smiled like a god, and the speed was very fast. Within a few strokes, blossoms and buds stood proudly on the drawing paper, surrounded by green and green leaves, ready to bud.

Not long after, she put down her pen with a smile, and the painting was finished!
Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then looked away involuntarily.

I thought there was something special about her painting, who could paint these flower buds, neither as vivid as the concubine Chen, nor as able to attract butterflies like the painters of the Northern Dynasties.

Sure enough, it was a try, and it was almost impossible to get on the stage.

Even the ministers of the Luo Dynasty have an unsuitable attitude towards Murong Xiaoxiao, let alone Xiao He.

"This young lady is young, but the flower bones she painted are somewhat similar. It's really good, but it seems that she can't be compared with the painters in my court." Xiao He leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and praised Murong on a bright face with a smile. In fact, it is to ridicule her overreach.

Hearing this, Murong smiled instead of anger, his shallow smile seemed so out of this world.

"Thank you for your compliment, my lord envoy, but..." She paused, but did not continue. At this time, the chief eunuch brought a bowl and handed it to Murong Xiaoxiao. Prepare.

After taking the bowl, Murong smiled and took a sip, and everyone couldn't help but feel even more depressed. This Miss Murong, at what time, is still in the mood to drink tea.

They just thought about it, and suddenly, Murong smiled at the painting of Huaguduo that he had just finished, and sprayed a mouthful of tea on it.

Everyone was puzzled by her behavior.

However, the next moment, something strange appeared on the drawing paper, and everyone's eyes widened, and they almost took a breath in amazement.

The flower bud, which was originally just a bud, miraculously bloomed after Murong smiled and sprayed it with a sip of tea.

One by one, they are vying to open up, the beauty is intoxicating, and the beauty is soul-stirring.

This scene shocked the eyes of countless people. Some people stood up from their positions and opened their mouths. It is impossible to describe their shock at this time.

More and more people stood up, and all they looked at were the flowers that continued to bloom on the stage. Such a magnificent scene, even the flowers in the imperial garden lost their color.

Hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, which means the scenery on the drawing paper, it turns out to be so beautiful.

"Oh my god, it's amazing. It can make flowers bloom on paper. Looking at the world, this is simply No. 1." Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

There is worship, respect and incredible in the voice.

(End of this chapter)