The black belly king loves evil concubine

Chapter 250 Competition with Princess Yifeng (2)
Xuanyuan Yifeng's eyes were red, she must let Hongzhuxiang lose completely today!Ruan Ling'er clenched her fists, her knuckles turned white, how could they do this?No, she must fight for it, even if it's not obvious, it's okay to be dark!

Leng Yishuang was going crazy. She had seen her cousin treat Hong Zhuxiang tenderly, but she never thought that he would kiss Hong Zhuxiang in public regardless of everything. May I ask, who else would dare to challenge Hong Zhuxiang in the future?Let me ask, who else dares to provoke Hong Zhuxiang?This is simply boldly announcing one's own decision!

Leng Yishuang was right, that's what Xuanyuan Tianzhan meant, whether Xiang'er wins or loses, she is his Xuanyuan Tianzhan's choice, and no one can stop her.

"Zhan'er, the competition is not over yet, you can go home and make love after the competition is over." Xuanyuan Ce laughed.This kid is more courageous than his father!
Xuanyuan Tianzhan raised his eyebrows and looked down at Hongzhuxiang. If Xianger didn't want to compare, he immediately took her away.Hong Zhuxiang nodded, and reluctantly left the man's embrace. Of course she wanted to compete, and she had to make everyone speechless today, without any excuses.

Feeling the little woman's attachment, Xuanyuan Tianzhan was in a great mood, but Xiang'er was reluctant to let him leave his embrace!
The intimacy of the two just now made Xuanyuan Yifeng more determined to win Hongzhuxiang, but she was still struggling with whether to compete with the piano, the woman frowned and thought for a while, since Hongzhuxiang had opened a song and dance studio, it is better to compare paintings.

"Yifeng, I think it's better to compare paintings." Xuanyuan Ming gestured to his daughter. The former Hongzhuxiang Pavilion was famous all over the world, and Hongzhuxiang's piano skills must be really good.

"Okay, let's make a painting." Xuanyuan Yifeng said.The father and daughter had the same opinion, and they both chose to paint.

"Okay, in my opinion, it doesn't matter more than anything else, painting, how simple!" Hong Zhuxiang said indifferently, and said it very easily, with a proud and wanton expression clearly showing, for a woman like Xuanyuan Yifeng , she should learn from Leng Yishuang.

Wuying immediately blackened his face, Princess, isn't Biqin all right?Why do you compare pictures, old man?Your painter is really worrying.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little weird, and everyone's hearts seemed to be involuntarily turned towards Hong Zhuxiang, not to mention that Hong Zhuxiang has been undefeated in many competitions, and she deliberately did not compare to her best piano, such a woman , is really admirable.

As soon as the brush and ink were laid out, Xuanyuan Yifeng began to draw with the brush, swaying freely, writing with spirit, and she didn't dare to slack off at all!On the other hand, Red Bamboo Fragrance, dawdling and not talking, still looks like she doesn't know how to write, everyone is so anxious, sweating!

Wuying secretly sighed badly, looking at the appearance of the princess, the painter is really not very good, what should we do?
"Wuying, go get a piece of charcoal." Hong Zhuxiang called to Wuying.

Everyone was puzzled again, why don't you use a brush to find charcoal for painting?Wuying suddenly gave up any hope for her own princess. The princess must draw manga again. Thinking of those weird people with big heads and small bodies, Wuying wants to cry. The princess has won so many competitions. lost?

"Ah Zhan, it's still early, I'll draw a cartoon for you first!" Hongzhu said sweetly looking up at Xuanyuan Tianzhan.

"Okay, Xiang'er likes everything she draws for her husband!" Xuanyuan Tianzhan looked at the little woman beside him dotingly. In fact, he had already learned to appreciate the comics drawn by Xiang'er. There are so many capable people in the Bachelor's Pavilion, there should be some people who would understand Appreciate it?Even if they don't appreciate it, they will appreciate his eyes, Xuanyuan Tianzhan thought so.

When Xuanyuan Yifeng heard Xuanyuan Tianzhan talking to Hongzhuxiang so intimately, her hand shook, and she made a wrong drawing.

Xuanyuan Ce took a deep look at his son, and shook his head helplessly. Is Zhan'er trying to cover up nakedly? !However, he was really curious about what his daughter-in-law could draw with charcoal.

Wuying brought several pieces of charcoal, and Hong Zhuxiang picked a brush and started to draw. The movement was so smooth that everyone's jaws dropped. She drew more than a dozen pictures in one go, without exception, all were comics!
Everyone is very curious about what Hongzhuxiang painted, but they can't see it. They only see Hongzhuxiang constantly turning over the rice paper. Xuanyuan Tianzhan was startled by waving it gracefully, it turned out that Xiang'er could draw ink painting!

Although everyone doesn't know what Hong Zhuxiang paints, but just looking at her painting posture, you can know that she has superb painting skills!What a strange woman, time is running out, but she is still so relaxed and calm!

Chen Xiang's last ashes fell, Hong Zhuxiang closed her brush, and nodded at her masterpiece with satisfaction. It's not that she doesn't know ink painting, but she just doesn't like it. Not to mention painting, she can do embroidery as well!

Aunt Yu taught her almost all the girls' talents, and she also practiced a lot when she had nothing to do in Xiangge. She thought these things were useless until she met Xuanyuan Tianzhan and knew his identity. Zhuxiang began to revisit these talents, except for piano and dance.

Hong Zhuxiang collected the comics and handed them to Wuying, leaving only the last ink painting. She didn't want to believe that these ancient people could appreciate her comics.

The scholars began to appreciate it: "Master Yifeng's painting is a winter plum, standing proudly in the wind and snow, blooming in the wind, plum blossoms, proud and unyielding, not bad!"

"The old man seems to smell the fragrance of plum blossoms wafting from the painting, so comfortable..."

"This is an old man in his 80s. He is looking forward to it, waiting for the wanderer to return home. The setting sun, flowing water, and mountain peaks are so beautiful! Wonderful!"

"Lord Yao, you can see it clearly. This is obviously a young woman looking into the distance. The sun is setting and the mountains and rivers are picturesque. Such a beautiful scenery, such mountains and rivers, are really beautiful, magnificent, peaceful and beautiful..."

"How is it possible? One painting actually expresses two meanings."

"There is also this horse, galloping forward, as if it is going to run towards this woman."

"What? This is obviously an eagle, about to soar high into the sky, spread its wings and fly..."

"Such a fine product, rare in the world!" The admiration of the masters' masters was one after another. Xiang's painting, they had never seen such a strange painting.

Hong Zhuxiang smiled. What she relies on is not painting skills, but artistic expression. In the 21st century, this kind of painting has two meanings. Where have these ancient people seen such a strange art?Naturally, it seems strange at first glance.

"In the painting competition, the concubine wins!" Tian Fu raised his voice and shouted.

"I didn't expect Xiang'er to hide her secrets, and I'm ready to cover you for my husband..." Xuanyuan Tianzhan approached Hong Zhuxiang's ear, his voice was low and sexy.

(End of this chapter)