The happiness of fast-wearing female supporting roles, I call the shots

Chapter 1011 The Cannon Fodder Princess’ Counterattack (24)
Seeing this, Fu Lingyu's eyes lit up, thinking that Fu Lingqian must have a guilty conscience, and waiting to see her jokes, it is best to commit the 'crime of deceiving the emperor' unintentionally.

After all, Fu Lingqian was the one who boasted that she was the best at playing the qin. If her playing the qin is not as good as blowing the flute, it's up to her to see what happens to her later.

Thinking of this possibility, Fu Lingyu finally recovered a tinge of blood on her face.

Fu Lingxin noticed her reaction and thought to herself what a fool!
Her thinking is obviously similar to that of the emperor.

From Fu Lingxin's point of view, although she, Ninth Emperor Sister, would occasionally say some narcissistic words playfully, she never bothered to lie and deceive others.

"Okay!" Fu Lingxin sighed in her heart. It seemed that she didn't want to be in the spotlight today.

Fu Ling sat cross-legged in front of the Yaoqin, with her hair like a waterfall of blue hair hanging down her chest. Under everyone's gaze, she slowly stretched out a green finger and plucked the strings.

The crisp sound of the piano sounded, and she tried the tone before starting to play.

A piece of clear rhyme came leisurely, making people feel like drinking fairy wine, intoxicating youth, and everyone present was brought into a certain artistic conception by Ye's piano sound.

After the song ended, the crowd didn't react for a while, but the emperor was the first to react and applauded first.

Everyone was awakened by the applause, and quickly clapped together, and countless words of praise followed.

Fu Lingyu's fingers hanging by her side were clenched into fists, and her fingertips were dug into her flesh. The jealousy and anger on her face made her originally pretty face distort for an instant, which was really shocking!
Seeing this, a noble lady sitting next to her quickly lowered her head in fright, not daring to look further, for fear of being angered.

This third princess looks so scary. Thinking about her previous actions, the third princess is actually jealous of Princess Qianning, right?

Sure enough, jealousy makes people ugly, but the Princess Qianning on the stage does have the capital to make people enviable and jealous.

Regardless of her identity, Princess Qian Ning is not only extremely beautiful and refined, she is also extremely talented. It would be blasphemous to look at her even more.

The emperor, Longyan Dayue, praised Fu Lingqian again and again, to the point where Fu Lingqian felt a little embarrassed, and said coquettishly, "Father, if you continue to boast like this, I will definitely blush."

"Okay, okay! Let's not talk about my father, my Qianning is excellent, let's see who dares to gossip and say that my princess Qianning is mediocre?"

"Not to mention anything else, your chess skills alone are not comparable to others. People who say these words are definitely blind." After the emperor finished speaking, there was still a trace of resentment on his face.

In the past, he was not angry when he heard these rumors, but besides his good chess skills, it is really rare for his Princess Qianning to show other talents.

In addition, Qian Ning never cared much about these rumors, so he could only pretend not to know.

His daughter's performance today finally made him feel elated!

These words made Fu Lingqian dumbfounded and touched at the same time. In fact, although the original owner was quite proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, he was not particularly outstanding.

As for the rumors that the original owner's talent was mediocre, the original owner had heard of it, and he was somewhat concerned about it.

She shines brightly this time, which can be regarded as resolving some regrets.

"Qianning, I wonder how your painting is going?" Fu Lingqian was about to return to her seat when she heard the emperor ask again expectantly.

"It's not bad, it's pretty much the same, right?" Fu Lingqian said a little modestly. In fact, her paintings are better than music.

Because in addition to painting 'Chinese painting' and 'sketch painting', she can also paint Western oil paintings. She has painted a lot, and her painting skills have already reached the state of ecstasy.

He sighed again in his heart, he didn't need to think about his father's plan, forget it, anyway, if he gets the limelight once, he gets the limelight, and it doesn't make any difference if he gets the limelight twice.

This time, let him fulfill his wish. Anyway, in her capacity, even if she wants to keep a low profile today, she can't.

However, due to the limited painting tools in this era, and she doesn't want to make people suspicious, she can only paint Chinese paintings.

Fu Lingqian originally planned to draw a simpler picture, but at the moment when she was about to draw a pen, a beautiful scene like a fairyland flashed in her mind, as well as...the figure of a man's back.

Fu Lingqian didn't have time to think, the tip of the pen landed on the white drawing paper and began to draw quickly, just wanting to draw the scene in her mind.

She didn't know why, but she always felt very familiar with that scene, especially the man whose back she could only see, as if he was engraved in his soul. Fu Lingqian had the urge to cry.

But she controlled her emotions. No matter who the man was, she could never be embarrassed in such a scene.

After Fu Lingqian stopped painting and put down the paintbrush in her hand, those who were sitting a little closer couldn't help but gasped after seeing the contents of the painting clearly.

The scene in this painting is a fairyland, right?

And although the man in the painting cannot see his face, one can imagine how magnificent his appearance is, with a cool and noble look, just like an immortal.

It made people have an urge to see what he looked like, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

When Fu Lingqian looked at the man's back, she couldn't help but lose her mind, and murmured: "Master..."

When Ah Zuo looked at the person in the painting, he also had a very familiar feeling. This familiarity did not come from the person's appearance, but from that person's temperament.

right!The temperament of the person in this painting is very similar to that of the owner!
But this painting was drawn by the young lady, so is the person in the painting the owner's identity in other mission worlds?
Zuo felt a little surprised. Wasn't the young lady's memory blocked? How could she still remember her master?

Could this be the power of love?
Thinking of this, Ah Zuo couldn't help being a little envious, looking at Fu Lingqian with a slightly absent-minded look.

When he was in the last world, he was very worried that she would fall in love with another man because her memory was blocked.

Unexpectedly, apart from cooperating with him in acting, the young lady would never look at any man at all, and despite her gentle personality, she always carried a kind of alienation.

It seems that no one can enter her heart, which is very contradictory.

At that time, in order to act as a couple (husband and wife), they often showed their affection, so the way the young lady looked at him occasionally gave him the illusion that the young lady loved him very much.

Thinking about it now, I'm still a little scared!
Yes, Ah Zuo admitted that he was afraid, afraid that some dramas would be faked for a long time, and he would fall in and fall in love with someone he shouldn't love.

So he had to remind himself all the time that he must not have any undue thoughts about the young lady.

Fortunately, after they returned to the real world, they no longer needed to act, and the way the young lady looked at him returned to normal, which prevented him from being further affected.

(End of this chapter)