My mother is good at both medicine and poison, and she is reborn to kill people

Chu Rou, who was sitting nearby, was inspired when she heard the Queen's sister-in-law say this. Although Su Huan's engagement was broken off by Prince Jing, it did not bother her. But it would be interesting if she could see Su Huan make a fool of herself in public and even surpass Su Xuan.

Chu Rou followed the words of the Queen's sister-in-law and deliberately said with a mocking tone: "Miss Su is not incompetent."

Su Bingyan, who was sitting at the table below, frowned when he saw this, stood up, and bowed to the emperor and empress above.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, my daughter has always been weak and in poor health, so I don't intend to let her spend energy on this."

When Mo Lingtian heard Su Bingyan say this, he wanted to give Su Huan a way out. He wanted to see if Su Huan had no talent at all. However, Su Bingyan was an important official under him, so he had to give him face.

However, Mo Lingtian hadn't said anything yet.

Su Huan responded first, "Since the Queen has spoken, I will do my best."

Mo Lingtian glanced at Su Bingyan over there and said, "Su Qing, your daughter is great. Regardless of how well she can do, she is brave enough to stand out and show her abilities. This courage is worthy of praise."

Mo Lingtian just found the following matter interesting, but he didn't know what Su Huan could come up with.

And Su Bingyan's seat.

Zhu sat next to Su Bingyan. She paid attention to the Prime Minister's expression and took the opportunity to glance at Su Huan over there. She thought that this little bitch really didn't know what was good for her. The Prime Minister had paved the way for her, but she didn't know how to follow it. Over the years, everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion knew that Su Huan had no attainments in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

It's better this way. Su Huan has lost all face, but her Xuan'er has earned enough face for the Prime Minister's Mansion. Then if Su Huan gets into an accident and dies, it will only make the Prime Minister feel happier.

How could Su Huan not notice the different colors in Su Bingyan and Zhu's eyes? One was only concerned about her own face, while the other was eager to see her make a fool of herself.

She came to this banquet just to clear her name. Previously, there were rumors in the capital that she had no talent, no looks, and no morals, but the result was completely different.

But now the backyard of the prime minister's mansion is managed by Zhu, the second wife. As the daughter of the original wife, she was said to have a dismal reputation, but the result was the opposite. It goes without saying who is behind this.

At this moment, Su Xuan, who was standing in the center, was ready. She looked confident. Su Huan, that bitch, her father didn't give her a way out. What an idiot. Just wait and see how that bitch embarrasses herself.

That would be good. When she surpasses Princess Changle and Su Huan brings disgrace to her father, no one would dare to question her in the future. She is only the legitimate daughter of the prime minister's second wife and cannot be compared with the so-called legitimate daughter of the original wife.

String music started playing, and Su Xuan moved to the music, attracting everyone's attention.

If Chu Rou's dance was like a fairy in a painting, then Su Xuan's dance was more like an ink painting, slowly unfolding in front of people. Her graceful figure was like slender clouds, weak moon, or pear blossoms in the wind, light and moving.

Zhu was very satisfied watching her daughter's dance. She felt that all the time and effort had paid off. Even with the example of Princess Changle, her daughter was still not inferior to her.

"The dancing posture of the second Miss Su has improved again. It is really good. She and Rou'er have their own merits." Yan Wan said, and pointed directly at Su Huan, "Does the eldest Miss Su want to go on stage and dance as well?"

Mo Lingtian and Princess Zhaohua could all see what the Queen was thinking, but they didn't say anything and just watched how Su Huan would respond.

Chu Rou, who was sitting next to her, was unwilling in her heart. She didn't want to be on equal footing with Su Xuan. What she wanted was to crush her and win.

Humph! These are just the beginning. We will see who is better when we continue to compete.

At this time, Su Xuan had walked over slowly, bowed to the person sitting above, and then returned to her seat to rest for a while.

Before she sat down, she said to Su Huan with pretended concern, "This is your first time attending, so just do what you can. If there is anything inappropriate, the Emperor, the Empress, and the Grand Princess will definitely tolerate it."

Su Huan sneered, "Second sister, the emperor, the empress, and the princess must know what you said. Why do you need me to remind you? Do you still want to be the boss of the emperor, the empress, and the princess?"

Su Xuan was startled and trembled all over, "Sister, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Mo Jingyao saw this and said, "Xuan'er, come and sit down." He then said to Su Huan, "Miss Su, there are so many people here, please stop dawdling so that we can all see her dancing."

Because Chu Rou and Su Xuan were in front, no one dared to go up and dance. The minds of those young masters and ladies were also focused elsewhere. But because the Queen had chosen Su Huan, everyone could only wait.

Su Huan said bluntly: "I can't dance."

Mo Jingyao chuckled, "You don't know how to do that? Then why do you still agree to what the Emperor's sister-in-law said?"

For a moment, everyone present was talking about it.

Only the three brothers of the Shen family, who were sitting among the group of young masters, looked at Su Huan with worried and nervous eyes.

Su Huan was calm and leisurely, "Did I remember it wrongly, or are the things prepared in the venue just for show? Can we only dance?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone suddenly realized that they had all fallen into a state of solidification, thinking that Su Huan would also have to dance when she appeared on stage at this time, ignoring the fact that there were no restrictions on the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Mo Jingyao's face darkened.

Princess Zhaohua said, "Miss Su, please feel free to choose any of your favorites, such as calligraphy, painting, poetry, or songs. If you have any ideas of your own, please bring them up and I can have someone prepare them."

Su Huan: "Grand Princess, there is no need to bother. I see that there are all kinds of writing brushes, inkstones, and painting pigments over there, so I will present my humble service."

Princess Zhaohua: "Let's start." To be honest, she was also very curious about Su Huan's talent.

Immediately, Su Huan walked over, spread out the drawing paper, and asked someone to prepare the colors she needed.

Although her painting skills were not at the master level and she had only been playing with it in her previous life, she was a serious person, so she actually asked a master to teach her.

At that time, the master said that she had great talent in painting and wanted to take her as his apprentice.

I'm not saying that I can draw something earth-shattering and soul-stirring, but it is enough to deal with this kind of situation.

The place was silent, and everyone was paying attention to Su Huan.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but on the drawing paper, the lotus leaves spread out and the lotus flowers bloomed.

Su Huan changed a pen, dipped it in ink, and attached a poem to the blank space corresponding to the painting.

After everything was ready, he let the two maids take it and display it in full for everyone to see.

"When I came here just now, I saw the lotus leaves on the lake in the courtyard, which reminded me of the lotus pond in Nanhu Lake outside the capital in midsummer. So I wrote this humble work. Please appreciate it, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, and Your Majesty the Grand Princess."