My Empress is My Bad Girl

Competition can be, and the use of improper means will not be tolerated.

Yun Dai turned around and saw Zhao Yuanjing holding a little girl in one hand, sliding on the ice.

The little princesses screamed and giggled, not happy.

Both Zhuang Yunshu and Qi Xiao also found a place to enjoy themselves.

Zhuang Yunshu likes to eat, so Yang Midou got a small red clay stove and placed it in a pavilion by the lotus lake. He set up an iron rack and cut a large piece of fresh mutton. While enjoying the snow, he feasted. chew.

Excited.

Her Northern Qi people have lived in the snow and ice since they were young, and they have long been used to snow.

However, Qi Xiao, who rarely saw such heavy snow, stood excitedly in the snow, pulling a few little palace ladies to make snowmen.

She has a charming appearance, wearing a water pink cloak, running around in the snow, which is quite interesting.

When Yun Dai watched this scene, her hands were itchy. She wanted to have a camera in hand and take a few photos as a memento.

She thought for a while and asked Baoxing, "Is there a court painter in our palace?"

"Back to the master, yes." Bao Xing said, "In the first emperor's time, there was an empress who loved portraits, and there were several painters in the palace. But now there are probably only one or two left."

"Pass one over."

"The minion will go now."

Bao Xing turned and went, not long after, leading a handsome, elegant man in his thirties.

The man wore an official gown, with a sparse smile and a little bookish.

"Weichen Fang gradually dyed and met the empress."

"The name is good. Get up." Yun Dai smiled, "I am calling you over today because I want to borrow your magic pen to leave this snow scene and the people in the snow. Can it be done?"

Fang Jianran hurriedly said, "Weichen must do his best."

Yun Dai said, "Okay, then you can paint. If it feels cold, go to the octagonal pavilion over there to paint. Zhuang Jieyu put a charcoal basin there, which is still warm. It's just that there is a lot of smoky meat there. Taste, don't smoke you."

Being able to be a painter in the palace must also be a highly skilled and elegant thing.

Yun Dai respected it.

After Fang Jianran said he didn't dare, he took the guy up and went to the octagonal pavilion to paint without mentioning it.

Yun Dai was also on a whim, and quickly left the matter behind and ran to play with the little girls.

While playing, there was a low exclamation sound around.

Yun Dai turned her head and saw a pure white cloud floating towards here.

A closer look, but it is not a cloud.

That is……

Jin Shan!

I saw that she was wearing skates, a pure white tulle skirt, wide sleeves and long tail, long hair flying, fluttering in the air.

She plays very well on the ice, people sliding on the ice, dancing smoothly and gracefully, coupled with her light and fluttering long skirt, and black hair.

Just like a fairy flying on the ice.

The people in the palace who stood around looked dumbfounded and couldn't help but applaud.

Zhuang Yunshu, who was chewing meat, and Qi Xiao, who was busy making a snowman, were also attracted, watching this scene in surprise.

Fang Jianyan, the painter in charge of the painting, has bright eyes and waved his paintbrush, wanting to record this beautiful scene exactly.

No one thought that Jin Shan had such a dance skill, with ice sports, it was so beautiful that it was too dazzling to look away.

As a woman, Yun Dai looked dumbfounded.

Jin Shan was spinning and dancing, sliding away to where Zhao Yuanjing was.