A prostitute of rebirth

Chapter 428 Princess Provocation (3)
drink, drink!

She cried out in her heart.

However, when the wine was about to be put into Murong Xiaoxiao's mouth, Qiluo bumped into Murong Xiaoxiao with a timely 'little care', a glass of wine was spilled, and some wine was on the corner of Murong Xiaoxiao's skirt.

"Miss, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Qi Luo panicked and admitted her mistake.

Murong smiled and looked at the wet new clothes, and smiled softly: "Qi Luo, it's okay, it's only a little bit on, and you can refill the wine when it's gone. Although this is the wine poured by the elder sister, the elder sister is a magnanimous person." People, don't care about these things, eldest sister, don't you think so?" As she spoke, she refilled the wine for herself, not giving Murong Yingxue another chance to succeed.

One time is enough, since the goal has been achieved, she doesn't need to let Murong Yingxue take advantage of small loopholes.

Murong Yingxue's face was blackened into the bottom of the pot, staring at Qi Luo with fierce eyes, she wished she could give Qi Luo to Ling Chi, damned woman, she bumped her wine glass at this time fall down.

However, Murong Xiaoxiao's words made her unable to refute anything, she could only squeeze out a sentence from her teeth sullenly: "Of course not."

"Sister, I respect you for this glass of wine. I have never thanked Sister for her love for me."

This sentence was ambiguous, Murong Xiaoxiao was obviously smiling, but Murong Yingxue felt a chill rushing up from the soles of her feet, moving around her limbs, almost freezing all the blood in her body.

Subconsciously, Murong Yingxue wanted to escape, but she was thinking in her heart, if it doesn't work this time, then wait a little longer, there must be a chance.

At this moment, Beitang Xiyun's haughty voice sounded in the lively Xuanming Hall.

"Four years ago, I heard that Princess Wushuang's painting shocked the world and won the painter of my court. I have never had the chance to meet it. It happens that I also like painting. How about the emperor let us have a competition?"

Isn't it just letting a hundred flowers bloom?After she heard it, she studied it for a long time, and now it is easy for her, she would like to see that Murong Xiaoxiao's painting skills are comparable to her own in the same way.

Moreover, she can also perform well in front of Prince Yue, so that he can see her talent.

As proud as she is, even when she said this to Huangfulin, she still couldn't hide the arrogance in her tone. Although she was asking, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that in today's competition, the five princesses of Beitang are bound to win.

Murong Xiaoxiao was a little speechless to Beitang Xiyun, she wanted to show off that it was her own business, so she dragged her into the water.

Huang Fulin's expression darkened obviously, Beitang Xiyun was obviously provocative, and Beitang Heyi didn't stop it, it seemed that he wanted to frustrate them again, and he came prepared.

Damn Bei Chao, always looking for trouble for nothing, really pissed him off.

However, as the king of a country, one should still have the demeanor and magnanimity. Facing Beitang Xiyun, Huang Fulin just smiled gracefully: "I would be happy to see you, but for the competition, let Xiaoer make up his own mind." , I’m not good at making decisions.”

Beitang Xiyun heard the words, his eyes turned, and fell on Murong Xiaoxiao: "I wonder if Princess Wushuang dares to compete with me, and see whose painting is more amazing?"

"Five princesses are as valuable as golden branches and jade leaves, and their talents are naturally superior to mine. I think the result of this competition can be known without a competition." Murong smiled faintly, and his quiet temperament was like an orchid in the empty valley, which made people admire.

Everyone present wanted to see Murong Xiaoxiao's amazing painting skills again, and they all wished to agree for Murong Xiaoxiao.

Just listening to her words, it seems that she doesn't mean to compare with the fifth princess?Could it be that that time was really a fluke, as rumored by the outside world?
Even Beitang Xiyun couldn't help but began to doubt Murong Xiaoxiao's true level. After hearing her words, the contempt in his eyes became even worse, but he also became complacent. It turned out that Murong Xiaoxiao was nothing more than that.

"But..." Suddenly, Murong smiled and joked, and said calmly: "Since the fifth princess has spoken, I can't cheer up the fifth princess. I seldom draw. If it is not good, please stop laughing at the fifth princess." "The words are gentle, humble and polite, and this proper manner of advancing and retreating alone is much better than the aggressive fifth princess.

Let the ugly words come first, if the competition really loses at that time, then the fifth princess can't say anything, but if she loses, Luo Chao's face will be lost, and many people began to sweat coldly for Murong Xiaoxiao , Pray she never loses.

Huangfulin was not in a hurry at all, the calmness on Murong's smiling brows, and the confident light in her eyes really showed that she was confident about the matter.

In the past four years, no one knows how far Murong Xiaoxiao's painting skills have come. Maybe as she said, she seldom paints, but it is undeniable that she has reached the point of perfection.

Huangfu Moxie leaned lazily on the back of the chair, staring at Murong with scorching black eyes and smiling, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, a doting smile was unabashedly imprinted on his lips, the smile is really naughty, obviously her painting skills It has already reached the point where even he is amazed by it, but he has degraded himself to almost worthless, and lifted Beitang Xiyun to a high place, and then he will also let her fall to pieces. She deliberately wants to let Beitang Xiyun embarrassing.

It's only because Beitang Xiyun bumped into him at this time, Murong Xiaoxiao was already dissatisfied with her attitude towards Qiluo, now such a good opportunity can frustrate her spirit, she will not show mercy.

Four years ago, she relied on that strange scene to win over the painters of the Northern Dynasties. Her painting skills were indeed a bit jerky, but after four years, how could she stay in place and not move forward?

When Beitang Xiyun heard that Murong Xiaoxiao agreed, she became more and more proud, thinking about the scene where Murong Xiaoxiao lost.

With his chin raised high, Beitang Xiyun walked out of his seat like a proud peacock. The eunuchs and maids moved the tables in an orderly manner, and put pens, inks, papers and inkstones on them. Retired wisely.

"Xiao'er, come on, let her lose face." Lian Anning waved his fists when Murong smiled and stood up.

Murong smiled brightly, and many people were amazed by the light and breezy demeanor on his body.

(End of this chapter)