On the correct way for little fairies to descend from heaven

Chapter 71.
It was Qi Lianruo, the fourth princess who spoke.

After getting permission, Qi Lianruo smiled brightly: "Thank you, Father!"

He called someone to fetch what she wanted.

Seeing this, Jiang Fengying feared that she couldn't leave now, so she had to sit down again.

A small case was placed in the center of the field, Qi Lian walked over gracefully with lotus steps lightly, with a light wave of his sleeve robe, a foot of white silk fluttered down and spread neatly on the small case.

Qi Lianruo sat in front of the small desk, picked up the writing brush on the desk with plain hands, tapped the ink, and moved his wrist slightly, people could only see the bare wrist and the slight arc of the sleeve robe fluttering.

At the end, Qi Lianruo finally put down the brush, picked up the white silk with his slender fingers, and spread it out gently.

The black osmanthus tree on the white silk is lifelike, and with the aroma of osmanthus seeds in the garden, it is hard to tell whether it is the black osmanthus or the osmanthus fragrance.

There is also an inscription on the white silk.

"Dark, light luteal and soft in nature, the scent is far away and only fragrant. Why do you need light blue and light red, it is naturally the best among flowers."

Immediately, the civil servant said again: "The fourth princess has a beautiful heart, and her words are clear and meaningful. It is really No. 1 in chanting osmanthus."

"The painting of the four princesses is really excellent. The wind blows and the silk moves, and the silk moves and the flowers fall. This painting has a great artistic conception."

This is not flattery.

The fourth princess's talent can be regarded as a clear stream among the many dance music, slowly flowing through the heart, washing away the glitz and turbidity.

Besides, the name of the fourth princess Qi Lianruo as a talented woman has been heard outside the four realms.

If Qi Lian heard the words, he only smiled lightly: "It's just some daughter's poems, it's hard to be elegant, and please don't laugh at me, my lords."

Such a humble demeanor is completely different from the second princess Qi Lianya.

The emperor was naturally satisfied with Qi Lianruo, so he asked the eunuch to fetch the white silk, spread it on his hand, and inspected it carefully.

"What do you dear ladies think of my Ruo'er?"

"Of course it's excellent!" The emperor had already spoken, and immediately someone stood up and praised vigorously.

"What does General Jiang think?"

The emperor changed his painting style and looked at Jiang Fengying with a smile.

Jiang Fengying's hand holding the wine cup unconsciously paused.

The painting is really good, if Qi Lian is only 15 years old now, if he takes it outside, he can become a family of his own.

It's not that Jiang Fengying has never seen good paintings. In comparison, Qi Lianruo's paintings are too immature and uninspiring.

This cannot be said.

Jiang Fengying sighed secretly, with a calm face, and said calmly: "I am just a rough person, I really can't understand these elegant things."

Qi Lianruo was not embarrassed, and smiled slightly: "General Jiang is too modest."

After finishing speaking, he turned to the emperor again, and said: "My son is not good at the piano, and a foot of ink and wash is nothing more than a brick to attract jade. The talents of the young ladies are even more exquisite."

One sentence heated up the atmosphere again.

Jiang Fengying finally had the opportunity to bid farewell to the emperor.

The emperor nodded, agreeing.

Jiang Fengying was walking in the palace, thinking of a certain little girl again.

Thinking of how her eyes would light up when she smiled, her mood became much clearer.

Why don't you go to the National Teacher's Mansion tomorrow and take her to the General's Mansion.

If the little girl said that she would only leave if she was invited by a beautiful man, he wouldn't mind seducing her a bit... Cough, Yan, he has it too...

On the other side, Mo Yuxian and his party had just returned to the mansion when the National Teacher stopped Yun Zhaozhao.

"Go to the study. You have to wait on me tonight."

The little girl nodded, and trotted to follow the slender figure.

　☆The word is "Partridge Sky Osmanthus fragrans" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)