Empress True Colors

The two were coming up from the stage and passing through the crowd. The first person was tall and thin, with extremely pale skin, and the other person, in this weather, was wearing a cloak from head to toe, making it difficult to see his figure and face clearly. Jing Hengbo reflexively became wary when he saw a person wearing a cloak, subconsciously sat up straight, and then laughed, thinking that the cloaked person would never appear in front of him on such an occasion anyway.

Her attention was all on the man in the cloak, and she felt that this man was so mysterious. It must be Qiu Jinfeng who has "yin and yang eyes". Unexpectedly, the two walked up one after the other, and the tall white-skinned man saluted first: "I have seen His Majesty." Only then did I realize that I had made a mistake.

Only then did I realize that Qiu Jinfeng's eyebrows were extremely pale, and his eyes under the pale eyebrows were not so bright, only his left eye was particularly dark, and his right pupil seemed to have a layer of white shadow. When looking at people, his eyes are scorching, almost wantonly staring.

Jing Hengbo knew that this was his instinctive habit, so he laughed it off. At this time, she was sitting at the side of the table, Qiu Jinfeng was diagonally opposite her, and there was a table between them. She knocked on the table with a smile, and asked Qiu Jinfeng, "Mr. Qiu, do you dare to ask me what is on my belt?"

Qiu Jinfeng looked down, but did not answer immediately, his face suddenly showed surprise, as if he couldn't believe his eyes, wiped his eyes and took another look, then looked at Jing Hengbo, hesitated for a while before saying: " It's Emerald..."

The Luoyun official standing beside Jing Hengbo smiled, knowing that Qiu Jinfeng's test had passed, and there was another future prince in the Luoyun Department.

Jing Hengbo also showed a smile. Seeing Qiu Jinfeng's strange expression, he was afraid that he would not understand the world and say something he shouldn't say, so he said, "Mr.

"Your Majesty," Qiu Jinfeng said suddenly, interrupting her words, "Are you choosing a husband?"

"Yes." Jing Hengbo smiled. I thought this kid looked wrong.

"Wang Fu, your husband?" Qiu Jinfeng asked again, looking at her stomach one by one.

Jing Hengbo nodded and smiled in response, thinking to himself, I forgot an important question...

The Luoyun Department official scolded: "Aren't you asking knowingly? It's a great blessing, why don't you hurry up and thank you?" He smiled at Jing Hengbo: "I think this Huanxi is stupid."

Jing Hengbo laughed, thinking that you are stupid.

Qiu Jinfeng ignored the official and didn't speak. He stood on the stage in a daze for a while, then suddenly raised his head and laughed three times to the sky, and said, "The queen is the queen. With this appearance, she can go to great lengths to choose a husband from the whole country! But Qiu He is a man of three feet, and for the sake of glory and wealth, he cannot do anything that would compromise his dignity!" After speaking, he bowed hastily, turned around and left without even saying goodbye.

Everyone was stunned, Luoyun official exclaimed in surprise: "What's the matter with Li Zi!" He quickly chased after him, grabbed his sleeve, "You're crazy!"

Qiu Jinfeng shook him off, ignored him and continued walking forward.

There was an uproar, Jing Hengbo held his forehead and smiled wryly.

She wasn't angry at all. Because this guy is really talented and learned, and he really saw her child. Then came the problem, the banner she played was to choose a husband, a normal man would be furious if he saw a pregnant woman looking for a husband.

It was very polite for people not to scold her shamelessly in person.

"Forget it, let him go." Jing Hengbo took it very openly. The other party didn't know the inside story of choosing a husband, so it's normal for him not to accept it. Now that he has proved that he has the ability to see clearly, he will pay more money later.

Originally, this matter had already passed, but the official Luoyun was unwilling to reconcile, so he chased up a few more steps, trying to persuade the persuasive person, so that Qiu Jinfeng, who was quite a personality, became impatient, suddenly shook his hand, and shouted in a low voice: "What's the point? I shouldn't! Slut! This is choosing a husband, or a bastard!"

The official was stunned.

The people who were closer to the stage froze.

The man in the cloak on the stage turned his head abruptly.

Pei Shu, who was turning around with his back turned to the audience, suddenly turned his head.

The curtain behind the stage suddenly fluctuated.

Jing Hengbo didn't know well, and shouted: "Don't—"

But it was too late.

A gust of icy wind whizzed behind the curtain, and with a flash of snow, Qiu Jinfeng, who was about to step off the stage, could no longer move.

The figure of the cloaked man on the stage flashed, and he had already reached Qiu Jinfeng's side, kicked out, and with a "plop", Qiu Jinfeng knelt down facing Jing Hengbo.

The red shadow rolled over like a storm, and with a crisp "pop", Qiu Jinfeng's head was knocked to the side, and a broken tooth spewed out with a "poof", and half of his cheek suddenly became red and swollen like a peach.

Pei pivoted his wrist, raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, "Grandpa has a good temper today, otherwise you will have your head severed!"

Jing Hengbo opened his mouth wide and closed it slowly after a while, holding his head, and said "Hey!" in annoyance.

Now it's all right, by accident, she offended a divine eye she desperately needed. Where can I find another divine eye? Are you counting on Junke?

"Apologize! Make amends to the queen!" Pei Shu was still kicking the **** of that unlucky guy hard. The guy was dizzy from the beating, stiff from the cold, kneeling stiffly like an ice sculpture, and was kicked by Pei Shu with crunching noises, his appearance was horrible.

Jing Hengbo seemed to see her genius doctor fly away with wings...

"That's enough, that's enough!" Jing Hengbo had no choice but to have someone take away the ice sculpture eye, and hurriedly took care of Yongxue, who knew his situation best, thinking about how to remedy it in the future with a miserable face...

Feeling annoyed, she was too lazy to fight with the irascible Pei Shu, and she couldn't do anything about the iceberg, so she got angry and fell on the cloaked man who shot - they have their reasons to defend, why the **** are you joining in the fun?

Make sure you sell it, right?

A follower of power!

According to Jing Hengbo's criteria, she felt that Qiu Jinfeng's words were not pleasant, but he was forgivable, and he was not moved by wealth, and he was a man with integrity. Much stronger. On the contrary, this guy who is wearing a cloak is not a good person at first glance, with a charming face, shameful!

She drew a big cross in her heart for this guy who hadn't had time to show his skills—out!

What's so great about being good at drugs and medicine? If one brick falls down, three will fall, don't!

Because of anger and annoyance, she refused to look at the man again, so she didn't notice that the man's cloak had been slightly lifted, revealing a dark blue color between his brows.

At this time, in Luoyun East Palace, Ji Min stood in a corner of the courtyard, carelessly wiping the window sill, but her eyes were looking in the direction of the square, with hope and anxiety in her eyes.

Yeluqi, have you reunited with the Queen now?

She looked forward to their rendezvous, so as to have a chance to save Yeluqi's life. Although Yeluqi's poison has been suppressed temporarily, Wu Weiyan and others don't care about his body. Using poison to fight poison and witch doctor's methods are only treating the symptoms but not the root cause, and the methods are so overbearing that now, Yeluqi's brows are full of toxic and silted eyes. Dark cyan, and cannot receive sunlight, had to be covered with a cloak.

She was afraid of their meeting again. His heart has always only projected the shadow of the woman, like the place where the sun passes by, but there is no glimmer of fireflies. When he and Jing Hengbo are close at hand, she is far away in the world.

The love in the world is just a mess, you can't sort out the beginning and the end, and you can't see the beginning and the end.

She closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and prayed silently.

The yard was full of footsteps, coming and going. The people in the East Palace are very busy recently, walking in a hurry. The entire East Palace was shrouded in a strange and tense atmosphere.

"What are you doing?" Someone behind asked, it was the big maid next to the princess.

The concubine is often not in the palace recently, and she often invites people to talk at night in the palace. People come and go in the yard, and she is not allowed to come close.

"I'm praying," Ji Wen replied softly with a gentle face, "May the East Palace be peaceful forever, and my mother will live in good health."

…

Jing Hengbo didn't even look at the man in the cloak, he directly summoned the Luoyun official, and was about to signal him to drive this guy away, when suddenly the curtain lifted and Gong Yin came out.

"Okay?" Jing Hengbo was a little surprised.

So fast.

Mr. Jiang, who had been waiting by the side, was refreshed. He waited for so long, and even drafted a bunch of words to humiliate the other party, and finally he waited.

Everyone's eyes fell on Gong Yin's hand, but there was nothing there.

Jing Hengbo raised his eyebrows, he had some guesses in his heart, but he felt unbelievable, no way, he really thought he could win like that?

Gong Yin sat down beside her in a leisurely manner, without any explanation or introduction, he stretched out his hand and the curtain opened.

Everyone suddenly closed their eyes.

dazzling.

A large area of ​​crystal light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, just at the moment when the sun was shining brightly, and the objects reflected were shining brightly, flowing like a bright moon and like a river of stars, so I couldn't even look at it closely.

It took a while for the eyes to adapt to the light, and everyone slowly opened their eyes to see the thing clearly, and there was an uproar.

And the surprised Mr. Jiang couldn't help holding his stomach and laughing loudly.

"Hahahaha I wonder why precious things... so dazzling... Hahaha, I have never heard of carving a person out of ice, but dare to compare it with a priceless tourmaline... Hahahaha, it is so fantastic..."

Everyone laughed for a while.

On the stage is still the statue of Jing Hengbo, but it is an ice sculpture. The ice sculpture as tall as a person is also highly skilled and lifelike like the face of the queen, but its shape is different-swing frame, flower vines, and a woman with long hair dancing standing on the frame. The skirt is fluttering, and it seems to fly to the sky.

Jing Hengbo stared blankly at the statue.

Back then, when you were swinging under the flowers in the deep palace, you swung past your window again and again, thinking that you always missed my fragrance, but you didn't know that shadow was engraved in your heart.

It's just that fate is like a dream, like a prophecy, and the most beautiful pictures are always presented in the form of ice in the end.

When I live with you, I don't need to seal the memory in the ice, and I don't need to be separated by mountains, seas and ice to see love, but I can't touch it with my fingertips.

when?

She sighed softly.

At this moment, the laughter was still going on, and no one could understand the turmoil in her heart at this moment.

Jing Hengbo was also powerless to stop everyone from laughing.

Simply speaking of the carving skills of the two, Mr. Jiang is better, not to mention the wonderful and precious three-sided gemstone carving. But if judged from the heart, Jing Hengbo loves Gong Yin's one even more. However, the comparison is not about the mind or shape, but the preciousness and accuracy.

Just knew it was so.

Gong Yin doesn't love pearls and jade, and doesn't value enjoyment. Even though he has been a wealthy national teacher for many years, he won't carry such cumbersome gems all over the place. What he is good at and can do is ice sculpture.

This swing seems to condense the short and beautiful years of Jingting, the most beautiful and purest time between her and him, and the first time when she met and fell in love with him, it is worthless but extremely precious.

But no one can understand, nor explain. The most beautiful, to speak out is blasphemy.

She rubbed the center of her brows distressedly, it's all right now, if she is so perfunctory in front of everyone, even if she wants to let the water go, it will arouse public anger.

Tianqi next to him suddenly let out a "huh" and said, "Pearl!"

Jing Hengbo took a closer look, only to see that the heart of the statue turned out to be a huge pale golden pearl.

The pearl was originally a protective weapon for his throat, but now it is placed in her heart.

Such a huge pearl is no less precious than a tourmaline, but he didn't use it for carving, but only embedded it in the heart of the portrait.

He disdains to compete with others, and only wants to express his own expression—

Your safety, like my vitals, is protected with life.

"Hahahahaha..." Mr. Jiang was still laughing, tears spraying everywhere, "Dare to ask your Excellency, just relying on this thing, do you really dare to think that you can get me off the stage hahaha..."

"Of course." Gong Yin remained calm, and overshadowed his wild laughter with a simple sentence, "We are more accurate."

"Hahaha, of course... huh? What do you mean?" Mr. Jiang stopped laughing abruptly and looked up at him.

The laughter below also gradually subsided, and everyone looked at Gong Yin in astonishment.

"The comparison is accurate, you lose." Gong Yin casually pointed to the statue he carved, and nodded.

"Why do you say I lost?" Mr. Jiang blushed, grabbed the tourmaline in his palm, rushed off the stage, and handed it to the audience one by one, "The comparison is more accurate, which one is more like the Queen herself, you say, does it look like it?" ?Look like?"

The group of people stretched their necks to watch, and nodded frequently, "Like! Like! It's so similar!"

Mr. Jiang turned around and looked at Gong Yin proudly and contemptuously, "I admit that yours is similar, but you can't prove that you are more like me than me. When it comes to carving skills, you are obviously inferior to me. What do you have to say?"

"Of course I'm more accurate than you." Gong Yin didn't even look at him.

Jing Hengbo suddenly thought, why is the word "accurate" fastened on this product?

Immediately she heard Gong Yin say calmly: "Twenty-seven inches six, nineteen inches two, twenty-seven inches seven."

what rice?

Everyone had a blank expression as if they were listening to a book from heaven.

Jing Hengbo was also stunned - what number is this?

On the opposite side, Gong Yin stared at her without blinking, his eyes were clearly accusing—can you forget that too?

A scene suddenly flashed in Jing Hengbo's mind.

The dark small room, the people standing opposite each other, the dodging eyes, the ambiguous atmosphere.

The light and shadow outside the screen change, and the temperature inside the screen is blazing.

A voice seemed tough but actually said with a guilty conscience: "I measured it before I came here, it was 92, 64, 93..."

…

With a bang in Jing Hengbo's mind, he finally understood the meaning of the word "accurate".

He reported her measurements!

The size of this statue is the most accurate. Mr. Jiang doesn't know her size, so he is definitely not "accurate" in this respect!

In other words, this guy guessed from the beginning that Mr. Jiang would carve her portrait, so he added the sentence "more accurate."

Jing Hengbo started to cough.

Accurate, indeed accurate...

Jing Hengbo started to cough, and for a long while, facing Mr. Jiang's hopeful gaze, he said with difficulty: "It is true that you are the most accurate..."

There was an uproar in the audience, and the Luoyun official frowned and said: "Your Majesty, you..." His eyes were clearly accusing: Your old man is too blatantly partial, isn't he?

Jing Hengbo coughed again, wiped his face for a long while, and said seriously: "Nonsense, I am the most fair. Let me ask you, is the sculpture accurate?"

"Of course. But," Mr. Jiang said sadly and indignantly, "Isn't the grass man sculpture not like it?"

"Accurate, what we say is accurate. Accurate from head to toe." Jing Hengbo waved his hand, "Bring a soft ruler!"

Bringing a soft ruler, Her Majesty the Queen said with a smile, "Since it is accurate, it should be exactly the same to be the most accurate, isn't it?"

"Of course! But," Mr. Jiang said sadly and indignantly, "Isn't it the same?"

"Everything is different, size matters." Jing Hengbo ordered, "Please bring some seamstresses."

This is a busy city, and there is a tailoring shop nearby. The mending women quickly found them. Jing Hengbo whispered a few words, and the women went to measure the size of the statue on the gem first, then went to measure it. After measuring the size of the ice sculpture, Jing Hengbo finally walked into the curtain and asked them to measure their own size.

After everything was finished, the women came out and announced loudly: "The size of the ice sculptures is the most accurate, exactly!"

Mr. Jiang was stunned, and shouted: "This is not fair, mine is also very accurate!"

"We are used to making clothes, so we can tell the size at a glance, not to mention we have measured it carefully." The women said, "Although the statue on your gemstone is much smaller, the figure of a woman is there compared to yours. The face of the queen is similar, but the waist is too thick, and the legs are a bit short, besides..." The woman glanced at Jing Hengbo's chest, and she didn't dare to say anything, so she said vaguely, "Some places are obviously smaller..."

Jing Hengbo proudly puffed out her chest. It's normal for these bumpkins to underestimate her weapon.

It's just that Gong Yin is too shameless!

To think of such a bad move!

shameless! shameless! shameless!

There was a moment of silence on and off the stage. Everyone was dazzled by the concept of a sneaky replacement, and they couldn't refute it even if they wanted to. Accurate, accurate, of course, it is more accurate if the size is exactly the same.

Mr. Jiang staggered off the stage.

He was hit so hard by this bad move that he even forgot to hand over the secret recipe. Jing Hengbo kindly prepared to remind him afterwards, and if he didn't give it, he would have a section cut off forever.

Gong Yin sat back beside her again, as if nothing had happened, calm and calm.

As long as he wants to win, there is always a way to win.

There is no need to be too happy about the victory of cat and dog.

He started to drink tea, picked up the teacup that Jing Hengbo had forgotten, and waited for her to announce the result.

Jing Hengbo sighed again.

Seeing his determined expression that the old **** is sure of winning, she didn't want to make it happen, but now there seems to be no reason to renege...

"This is the end of the contest between Wang and Husband, I choose..." She dragged her voice resentfully.

Gong Yin was about to show her a faint encouraging smile.

Jing Hengbo's eyeballs rolled around, but he didn't want to look at him. Suddenly, he turned his eyes and saw that the man in the cloak was still on the stage, coughing lightly.

A gust of wind lifted his cloak.

Jing Hengbo froze suddenly.

The finger pointing at Gong Yin suddenly turned around and pointed directly at that person.

"he!"