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Ladies and gentlemen present here couldn't help sniggering after watching it.

Ladies and gentlemen of the aristocratic family, not to mention that they are proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but after all, they have been taught by famous teachers, and they can make one or two impressive paintings with a wave of hands.

People like He Lingjiang are really rare.

However, regardless of whether Mrs. He Qi is really bad at painting or too lazy to paint, it is not appropriate to show her paintings in public like Princess Yongmu.

Cui Shu frowned slightly, and then laughed softly: "Although the plum blossom of Mrs. He Qi is simple, it is also vivid and vivid. The sky is full of plain snow, and such a branch of spring is also a different kind of scenery. Simplicity is the beauty, and everything belongs to it One, isn’t that exactly what Taoism means?”

"Yes." He Chen also said with a smile, "Ms. He Qi's paintings are quite Taoist."

Princess Yongmu sneered: "It's such a simple painting that the two of you have to express your deep meaning. It's true that the young ladies in Yingdu are thinking of Mr. Yulang... But, the two of you are so fond of Mrs. He Qi." Treating each other differently, I don’t know how many little ladies will be secretly sad."

As soon as she said this, some young ladies looked at He Lingjiang with a different meaning in their eyes.

Princess Yongle narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at He Lingjiang and asked, "Madam He Qi's paintings are really as Cui Shishilang said, what is the Taoist meaning behind?"

If He Lingjiang dared to answer "yes", according to Princess Yongle's temperament, she must make her say one, two, three.

But if she said no, it would be embarrassing for Cui Shu and He Chentu who spoke to her.

He Lingjiang sneered inwardly, how could Princess Daoyongmu come to this snow banquet, she had such calculations...

The careful thought of a girl in the boudoir can be because of Mr. Ru Yulang's heartbeat, shyness and cowardice, or it can be that the sword is invisible and the murder is invisible in the backhand.

Also in Yingdu, and all of them are women of the right age from aristocratic families, He Lingjiang's reputation is already far above many young ladies.

He Lingjiang seldom went to banquets before, and he seldom interacted with these young ladies, so it was naturally considered peaceful when they mentioned her on a daily basis.

But now sitting at the same table, Cui Shu, He Chen and others have a lot of protection for her, and some little ladies with ulterior motives will inevitably be a little jealous of her.

Especially Princess Yongle, she can see that during this banquet, Yongle had a lot of conversations with Cui Shishilang, if she still can't see through such straightforward thoughts, then the previous 20 years will be considered in vain up.

The little lady next to her is nothing, but if this Princess Yongle is provoked, she can become a good knife to stab her.

He Lingjiang glanced at Princess Yongmu, who was sitting on the front seat, who looked like she was enjoying the show, smiled lightly, raised her eyes to Princess Yongle and replied: "Princess, this painting is simple, and it is a blessing to say that it has deep meaning. All praises. However, Ling Jiang took a trick and used some Taoist spells to make a difference."

She looked at Princess Yongmu with a half-smile: "Princess Yongmu, like me, is also a practitioner of profound art, and I know about it. If the princess doesn't believe it, please ask Princess Yongmu to practice it."

"Oh?" Yongle was curious, but she was unwilling to let He Lingjiang steal the limelight again. She looked sideways at Princess Yongmu, "Sister, what method is Mrs. He Qi talking about? Why don't you perform a spell?" Take a look with us, I would like to see how different this lonely plum blossom branch of Mrs. He Qi can be."

Princess Yongmu met He Lingjiang's gaze, her eyes were slightly deep, and then she patted Princess Yongle's hand with a smile: "Yongle, you forgot that sister is good at spiritual healing. Although I have a little bit involved, I am not proficient in the end."

Yongle took her hand and smiled coquettishly: "Sister, don't be self-effacing, how can you not be proficient? I heard that when you were in the northern border, you were also famous for your spells and profound arts. If not, how can you rely on it?" Go deep into the barren tribe and kill the leader of the rebel army?"

"Yes." He Lingjiang also smiled and said, "I went to the northern border a few days ago, and I heard people mention the princess, saying that Miss Xiao's spell skills were unparalleled."

"Even today's technique, I heard from the people in Zhenbei Prince's Mansion that the princess used it in the mansion in winter. He Qi is not good at painting. The reason why he only painted this plum blossom today is because he wanted to take advantage of it. It's just a coincidence. The princess should not be humble..."

The smile on Princess Yongmu's face froze slightly, and she naturally knew some spells, but she didn't understand the method He Lingjiang said to make this simple painting look a little different.

As for what exactly Xiao Heng did in the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion back then, she didn't even know.

If he made a rash move now, it would only reveal the clues and make He Lingjiang realize that something was wrong.

She comforted and patted Princess Yongle holding her hand: "Wilderland, my injuries have not healed yet, and now I seldom cast spells. Let Mrs. He Qi perform the spells for you to see."

Princess Yongle pouted unhappily: "Sister!"

Elder Sister clearly knew what was on her mind, but now that she was able to do this technique herself, she wanted to let He Lingjiang show off, obviously she didn't take her to heart at all.

Princess Yongmu ignored her, but looked at He Lingjiang with a smile: "Let Mrs. He Qi perform the spell!"

He Lingjiang didn't seem to notice the sharpness in her eyes, and stood up helplessly: "Princess is really too modest. Since you kindly gave in, Ling Jiang will borrow your original method and perform spells for everyone to see."

With that said, she stood up and went to the middle of the pavilion.

Princess Yongle watched angrily as she took the painting of plum branches and laid it flat on the ground, and then performed seal seals on her hands, while her feet twirled slightly around the painting.

After a few breaths, she couldn't help but widen her eyes.

Following He Lingjiang's movements, the picture of plum branches lying flat on the ground suddenly moved, and the lonely plum branches seemed to jump out of the paper and stand in the pavilion.

Then, the bunch of plum branches took root, grew up, and became a plum tree in the eyes of everyone in disbelief, giving birth to countless branches and stretching in the pavilion.

He Lingjiang made the formula with one hand, and sketched in the air with the other. As she stippled the painting in her hand, there seemed to be a faint stream of light flashing in the air, and dots of buds began to appear on the plum tree branches.

The star-pointed flower buds grew bigger and bigger, and finally became a bulging ball.

He Lingjiang smiled slightly, put his palms together up and down, rested one palm on the bottom, and twisted the fingertips of the other lightly. Following the movement of her fingertips, there seemed to be a "boo", and the bulging flower buds burst open. The trembling plum petals were exposed.

First there was one, then two, then three... In just a dozen or so breaths, the tree was full of flowers, bright red like fire.

Outside the pavilion is full of plain snow, and inside the pavilion a branch of red plum is in full bloom.

Everyone couldn't help admiring.

At this time, there was a wind blowing, and the petals on the tree were slowly falling, like rain.

The fluttering petals floated to the banquet along with the wind, and the ladies and gentlemen who were close couldn't help reaching out to catch them, but the petals passed through their palms, ignorant and futile.