In the hall, there is a newly hung picture of a family banquet, and a heroic figure in a cold blue robe stands under the picture of the family banquet with joy and grace, raising his head gracefully, but lonely and lonely.
Sword eyebrows frowned like a picture, and she was thinking about Jinli's sentence, "I won't make a loss-making business."
She is stupid, he always scolded her for stupid women.
But what does this sentence mean? She wants to leave? Still disagreement
Grandma Sun stopped not far behind him, "His Royal Highness..."
Yu Lansi suddenly turned around, and saw the grandmother Sun bending over by herself, saluting respectfully.
He smiled restrainedly, and hurriedly motioned to her to forgive her. "Where is Jinli?"
"Little Shizi has a temper, holding the empress and refuses to let go. Therefore, the empress is staying over there tonight."
Did he lose to his son, or did she lose to the pamphlet
If she wants to come, her son can't keep her.
"The slave and maid ordered people to serve His Royal Highness in bathing and changing clothes. Your Highness should rest early."
"Hold Qin Er Se'er over, and this king will sleep with the two little beauties."
Grandma Sun smiled, and hurriedly summoned the nurse to send the two little princesses over.
Two cradles were placed next to the bed, and the cradle was covered with small pink gauze tents. The two sisters had exactly the same faces, and their sleeping faces were delicate and sweet.
Qin'er lay on her back obediently, as if sinking in her sweet dream, her lips slightly raised.
Se'er had a bad calf, kicked on the blanket, and lay on her side with difficulty.
Because of the different bracelets, Yu Lansi can tell who is the sister and who is the sister.
I still remember the scene when Jin Li took the bracelet to carve him that day. At this moment, when I think about it, my heart still aches, unspeakable.
Seeing that Grandma Sun was about to pose for Se'er, Yu Lansi hurriedly said, "This king is here, this king is here..."
He gently supported the soft spine of the little girl with his big hands, and gently turned it over...
Grandma Sun looked at his cherishment for his two daughters, and couldn't help asking, "Have you ever missed that Prince Yushu?"
"He is of the same kind as Qingdan, Hanxue, and Le Zhengxi, but Wushang, Qin'er, Se'er, are the flesh and blood of this king. I don't know if this king answers this way, the mother can understand."
Grandma Sun knew that he didn't need to answer. Even, he could punish her to the coat of arms to do coolies because of such rude questions.
She still couldn't help saying, "The fairy girl has been with her for a hundred years, like a husband and wife in the first human life, this feeling is unimaginable.
And my master, but with His Royal Highness for a few years, he can't beat her in the end.
If your Highness keeps the fairy dancer by his side in the future, please don't stick the letter of resignation on the door panel like King Ning'an did to the imperial concubine. "
Yu Lansi looked down at her daughter, her posture slightly stiff, "Mother, it won't happen that day."
"His Royal Highness is better at acting than anyone else. My master is still young. At first, His Royal Highness used the master, but the master still couldn't resist and fell in love with the master... So please don't be too cruel to my master!"
After she finished speaking, Grandma Sun knelt down on her knees with tears in her eyes, kowped her head heavily, got up in a hurry, and hurried out with her veil covering her nose and mouth.
Only then did Yu Lansi realize that in this old mother's heart, he was actually a nasty demon!
He sighed, kissed the foreheads of his two daughters with pity, and carefully arranged the small gauze tent.
As soon as the stalwart body turned, he lay down on his back on the wide bed, smelled the sweet breath by the pillow beside him, sighed irritably, and turned over and over again, unable to sleep.
The Poetry and Painting Conference is an annual event held by the school.
In order to make the selection fair and equitable, the teachers in the school avoided suspicion of not participating in the judgment.
Fang Laisheng, the master of the hall, was granted permission by King Ming to invite Mo Licheng's most talented painter to come.
Thus, King Ming and Prince Ke became the two highest judges.
Around the school, there are many guards, one in three steps, one in five steps, tightly stitched, and no fly can fly in.
In front of the gate, Miri and Ling Yi were invited, and the leaders of Han Yingzhong, after a rigorous review, allowed the families of the students to enter.
The dancing fairy wears a purple-red brocade robe of the same color as Yu Lansi, and Gao Wan's bun still has feathers and hair ornaments that are beautiful and dazzling.
An arched passage was built at the door to block the sunlight.
She held Yushu in her hand, took Mother Deng, and the eight attendants who were carrying boxes, passed directly through the door, the students who lined up, and the relatives and friends who came to watch the game. aisle.
The moment the purple brocade hat of her jumpsuit was pulled down, everyone was amazed.
With the delicately painted makeup, delicate, overbearing, and seductive, the corners of the lips were slightly curled, and the leaders of the censorship stiffened.
Seeing her coming, Mili quickly concealed his inner strength.
Wearing the golden armor of the guard commander, he also wore a helmet that shielded him tightly.
Therefore, the people who came could not see his face, only his cold and harsh eyes.
Wuxian was enjoying everyone's attention and discussion, allowing them to guess the identity of her and Yushu.
That triumphant and inevitable ambition almost burst out of a pair of eyes.
Mili glanced at the sign-up letter that Wuxian handed over, and glanced at Yushu, who had chestnut hair and brown eyes and a clean face, and his gaze fell on Wuxian's face complicatedly.
"Come on, chase away the son, mother and son!"
"Wait!" Wu Xian didn't expect that, after reading the registration letter, he dared to turn himself away.
Seeing everyone starting to point, her eyes reddened anxiously, and the sharp claws suddenly grabbed Miri's chest.
"Are you illiterate, or do you not know how to praise? It is plain that I, Wuxian, are the Annu of His Royal Highness King Ming, the first woman he fell in love with, and my son, we are together The transformed flesh and blood, why don't you let us in?"
As soon as this remark came out, the crowds who could not see the end, whispered and talked.
Seeing Yushu's eyes, he couldn't help but become more hostile.
All the children avoided a few steps.
Yu Shu tightened his small face in annoyance, his small hands turned into ghost claws, and his eyes stared at Mili's eyes gloomily.
Wuxian had already ignored the weird situation. If she couldn't enter this door, her plan would be in vain.
"Get out of the way now! With you bastards, how can you have the right to stop me?"
Miri quickly opened her hand and stroked the robe and armor she had touched.
"The school has regulations. The existence of a child who is transformed from a human violates the blood law. Therefore, his blood, age, and identity are not eligible for the competition, please go back!"
Mother Deng, who was following Wuxian, came forward and handed the Queen Mother's warrant.
"This is the empress dowager's decree, and the status of Yushu is equivalent to that of a member of the royal family, so..."
Miri sneered silently, and drew a warrant from her hand, but without seeing it, it turned into powder and threw it on her face.
"Next person!"
Yu Zhihuang, who was lining up behind him, quickly stepped forward and stood in front of him. A group of children behind him suddenly berated him.
"Miri, why did you become the leader of the guard? If Jin Li knew, I'm afraid I would laugh at you to death!"
Both Wuxian and Deng's face changed drastically, and they didn't dare to rush, and hurriedly took Yushu back to the carriage.
Yu Zhihuang gritted his teeth and glanced coldly. Grandma Deng, who wounded him that night, wanted to tear her up and throw her away to feed the dog.
Seeing Yu Zhihuang flatly raised his arms to wait for a body search, Misato's slender eyebrows wrinkled in the helmet.
"What are you doing here?"
"Look at my family, see Wushang, Jiner, Xueer, Maner and the others play."
Mili gave him three words in a cold voice, "No entry! Next..."
The children in the line made a face to Yu Zhihuang, and Ren Mili searched his body.
Yu Zhihuang yelled outrageously, "Wu Shang... Wu Shang... Uncle Huang is here, Wu Shang... Where are you? Sisi, I love you... Sisi..."
Ling Yi said to Mi Li from the side, "Fortunately everyone doesn't know who Sisi is, let him in."
Miri sighed helplessly and had to let him in.
As soon as Yu Zhihuang was about to enter the passage, he heard the Wuxian gloomily ordering her guard not far behind him.
"Since Yu Lansi protects his wife and children in this way, I want to see how much he can protect. Right here, distribute all the pamphlets to everyone."
As a result, the guards flew around, and when he turned around, most of the pamphlet had already been distributed.
Yu Zhihuang angrily scolded Miri and Ling Yi, "Why don't you stop her?"
Miri, Ling Yi and the guards continued to censor the students, as if nothing had happened.
The people holding the pamphlet opened it and saw the content inside. They couldn't help laughing and laughing.
"What is it?"
"Is this also called painting? It's ugly!"
"This must be a picture-seeking puzzle!"
"This must be a new style of painting!"
"This woman took the wrong medicine? Why did you send us such an ugly painting?"
Yu Zhihuang took the booklet from a child nearby, opened it page by page, and couldn't help muttering in doubt.
"Uh... how is this painting so familiar?"
Yu Zhihuang suddenly realized when he saw the last few pictures of little chicks eating insects.
"Old Qi, really poisonous! Such an ugly painting, dare to make a book? Wushang will definitely hate him in the future!"
Wuxian and Yushu saw that everyone lost the album with disdain, and looked at each other confusedly.
Wu Xian hurriedly asked Mother Deng to pick up two of them.
Mother Deng was also puzzled, and hurriedly picked up two pamphlets and submitted them.
Wu Xian was annoyed and opened a book, suddenly furious, blood seemed to overflow from his bright red lips.
Damn, what are these things? How did the tenderness of her and Yu Lansi become this thing
The colors are chaotic, the lines are messy, the horizontal is not horizontal, and the vertical is not vertical, it seems like a ghost drawing symbol.
Yu Shu saw that Wuxian's face was ugly, and the rounded little face raised a strange sneer.
"Mother, there is another way for Shu'er to make the father not want to live, and let the mother relieve the hatred in her heart."
Wu Xian raised his eyebrows, "What is the way?"
"Let's go back and say."
The magnificent martial arts field of the school is divided into five, with the viewing seats and the judging seats, one in the south and the other in the north, with three huge light blue screens separating the competition area in the center.
Jin Li and Wang Qiru sat together among the crowd.
Jin Li wears an elegant pink-purple dragon gauze gown, with elegant lotus flowers on the edges, and a pattern on the skirt that looks like splashed ink.
Gao Wan's bun was as black as lacquer, and the princess's phoenix gleamed in the sun. Behind the phoenix crown, a row of delicate purple plum hairpins appeared to be faintly scented.
The pretty face is lightly makeup and soft, with a little silver plum blossom tin on the forehead, which makes the skin like jade and the eyes like stars.
Sitting so quietly, with a gentle and sweet body, like a fairy of falling dust, you can't help but admire the beauty.
Wang Qiru wore the introverted burgundy imperial concubine's garb. The robes were embroidered with intricate and elegant embroidery, and the stunning hibiscus noodles were so majestic that they dare not look directly.
The mother and daughter sat there, their similar appearances aroused people's attention.
A group of officials' family members familiar with Jin Li took turns to say hello.