Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

Ye Xu just kept forcing him to paint. He wanted to see him make a fool of himself. At this time, when the painting was about to be completed, he felt that he shouldn't have said anything, but when he saw this painting, he still couldn't help it. He opened his mouth and asked, "You... What kind of painting are you drawing? Why can't you see clearly... But why..."

Although nothing can be seen clearly in this painting, no matter how carefully you look at it, you will somehow feel that the painting seems to have a fierce, desolate, and resentful feeling. Chilled, the creepy feeling rose, and the Eighth Prince, who had always been bolder than others, couldn't help but take two steps back, and asked in a muttered voice.

Jiang Luoyu didn't speak when he heard the words, but just lowered his eyebrows and smiled lightly. His eyebrows and eyes met the golden sunlight shining in from the gazebo, like a Bodhisattva who rescued all living beings, and immediately made everyone around him stunned.

"Although His Highness asked, Luo Yu's painting has not been completed yet, so it's not easy to tell His Highness. Your Highness should wait until Luo Yu is finished, and then look at it by yourself."

Ye Rui nodded when he heard the words, and took two steps back with the twin brothers who were beside him with inexplicable expressions. The two slowly withdrew from the pavilion, leaving Jiang Luoyu alone facing the painting in front of him. After walking a few steps, they saw a familiar black figure approaching not far away, and they couldn't help raising their heads to look at the person.

Ye Rui recognized the person first, and a smile appeared on his lips, and he said in a low voice, "Prince Nan."

A man dressed in black clothes, with a handsome face, dark eyes, fair face, and an indelible haze between his brows and eyes stood beside the two of them. Hearing Ye Rui's greeting, a respectful expression quickly appeared on his face. Se: "I have seen the two Highnesses."

Ye Xu never liked this Dajin hostage very much. When he saw him, he couldn't help but think of the big battle between Dajin and Dataki. Dataki married the princess, and Dajin sent the prince to show the two countries There will be no more wars in 20 years. Hearing his voice at this time, he raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you painting, why did you come here?"

Ye Rui heard that the tone of his younger brother beside him seemed to be a bit yin and yang, and he couldn't help secretly looking at Nan Jinglong beside him, knowing that this proton is currently being protected by the prince and brother, if it's not worth arguing over a painting, That's why when he didn't see any dissatisfaction on his face, he just turned around and reprimanded in a low voice: "Eighth Brother, how do you talk."

Ye Xu heard his brother reprimand, rolled his eyes nonchalantly, glanced at Nan Jinglong, who was lowered, but suddenly changed the subject: "This king knows that Prince Nan also wants to see Jiang Shizi's paintings. But I have something to say. In the past, if Prince Nan admits that he is not as good after seeing what Jiang Shizi said, if he still refuses to admit defeat, then Prince Nan must come up with a painting that can match it, and don't play tricks."

"Eighth brother, what are you talking about?!" Ye Rui heard that there was provocation and disdain in his words, and he felt a little headache for a while. Huang Shuang attended the spring banquet at the Prince's Mansion, "Prince Nan has a good character, how could he do such a thing as you said?"

After saying this, he immediately glanced at Nan Jinglong who was wearing a black robe with a smile, and said in a warm tone, "Prince Nan, the eighth younger brother has always been favored in the palace, and there are some unpleasant words... I hope you don't take it to heart. superior."

Nan Jinglong's face was calm, and he didn't look angry when he heard Ye Xu's obviously disdainful words.

Maintaining the original appearance, he cupped his hands and said in a low voice: "The Eight Emperors are so innocent and cute, how could they say something unpleasant, the third prince is serious!

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As soon as these words came out, Ye Rui breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he really didn't take this matter to heart, but Ye Xu, who was standing beside Ye Rui, rolled his eyes and said in a loud voice, "As long as you don't default on your debts, I'm fine. Wang admits that there is nothing naive and cute about him, it is nothing more than a straightforward heart.

Just speak quickly, if you really say something wrong, please don't mind the Southern Prince. "

Nan Jinglong quickly lowered his body and said he didn't dare, with a timid look, Ye Xu no longer wanted to look at him, but raised his eyes and looked at the white figure standing not far away. It is a bit complicated.

He didn't know what the third brother who was standing by his side was thinking at the moment, he only knew that the first time he heard this Xiaoyao Wang Shizi who was holding a military talisman but had no army around him and no reputation for military exploits, he was another one who could arouse a lot of attention. He actually sighed secretly when he heard the news that the controversial twin sons had entered Beijing.

From a certain point of view, this son holds power in his hands, just like a child who doesn't know the world but has a lot of gold in his hands, which attracts prying eyes. He can't protect himself at all, but will make himself worse.

But after meeting Jiang Luoyu's indifferent and calm eyes, and seeing the picture he drew, he suddenly felt that he actually got secret reports about this Prince Xiaoyao from those hidden guards, and they must all be The fake ones are specially used to confuse all the people in Kyoto, big and small, who are watching him.

Thinking of this, Ye Xu couldn't help but blinked, his expression becoming more and more sad.

I thought it was a soft persimmon that was easy to pinch, but it turned out to be a stone lion.

Isn't the picture of black and white black clouds and evil spirits in front of him the best proof?

Nan Jinglong stood beside the two princes, and followed them to the gazebo not far away, and finally landed on the painting that could not be seen clearly but could vaguely feel its content, and that On the person who is still holding a pen and painting, the eyes are a little more

think.

Unexpectedly, the legendary Prince Xiaoyao, who was pampered and raised in the Xiaoyao Palace, would show such a state of grief, resentment and resentment when he made a move, even surpassing him, a proton who had left his homeland since he was a child and was immersed in the panic of losing his life all day long.

Thinking of this, in his eyes watching Jiang Luoyu's back, there was a bit of sympathy and gloom in his eyes, but there was an indistinct stern look in the depths.

After a while, Jiang Luoyu's painting was about to be completed. Not counting Nan Jinglong who came first, those princes and nobles who were still painting had already stopped their pens, and they all walked not far behind Jiang Luoyu. Looking at the words written by Jiang Luoyu with more and more strange eyes, and looking at his own pictures of people or flowers, he suddenly felt that his temperament was quite small and unsightly.

Jiang Luoyu put down the ink pen, and when she turned around and raised her eyes, she glanced at those who secretly sighed and threw away the paintings. Knowing that what she wanted to do had been done, a gentle smile appeared on her lips.

He didn't know whether Nan Jinglong had already walked to the gazebo at this moment, and he was afraid that seeing him would affect his mood, so he didn't look at Nan Jinglong who was standing not far away at this time, but turned his head and looked deeply. After taking a look at his painting, he went to the table and picked up a clean brush, then quickly adjusted the golden color, then walked to the painting with the porcelain plate in his hand, and poured the golden color on the painting at an angle. On a cloud of ink.

After splashing, those golden paints slowly pressed down under the black clouds under the sunlight, covering the continuous black clouds and the struggling and distorted human faces under the black clouds in a short while. Like the morning sun breaking the dawn, instantly illuminating the whole world

cut.

After seeing this scene, the people around him suddenly burst into exclamation, especially not far from him. When they first saw him, their eyes were glued to his body and they couldn't get off. They kept looking at his body in Chinese clothes That young master's eyes were full of admiration and admiration. When he was about to say something, he saw Jiang Luoyu slowly put down the brush and said with a smile on his lips.

"This painting...is called Chaoxi."

"Okay." Seeing the pen in Jiang Luoyu's hand was placed on the pen stand, Ye Rui, who had been watching his back all the time, raised his hand and patted it lightly, and said in a deep voice.

Standing beside Ye Rui, Nan Jinglong watched Jiang Luoyu smile and bow back. His faint eyes swept over his body and then fell on Ye Xu beside Ye Rui. For some reason, he felt a little lost. Unconsciously, he first looked at the painting of the golden sun rising behind him, and then looked at Jiang Luoyu's face reflected in the sunlight, which became more and more jade-like.

He couldn't help blinking his eyes in bewilderment. Although there was still a little haze in his brows and eyes, he looked at Jiang Luoyu with a little curiosity.

Jiang Luoyu walked down the steps slowly, as if she had sensed his gaze, she looked up at him almost instantly, the smile on her lips seemed to have some kind of deep meaning, matched with that pair of beautiful jade-like cheeks , just like the orb that burst into light after opening the box.

After Nan Jinglong looked at him and herself in a daze, she quickly lowered her eyes and walked towards Ye Xu beside Ye Rui. When she looked at the Eight Emperors with a smile, her eyes couldn't help but darken. , the whole face also fell down, as if he had no intention of looking at Jiang Luoyu just now, but there was a faint sense of loss in his heart.

Jiang Luoyu didn't know what Nan Jinglong's state of mind was at the moment, he only knew that he was walking down the steps, and the moment he saw Nan Jinglong's figure when he raised his eyes, he felt his whole body trembling, and the roar of blood almost overwhelmed him. After passing through his ears, the color in front of his eyes gradually faded, turning into blood red and black and white.

But still smiling, politely glanced at the person who was eager to lift the knife at this time, walked slowly to Ye Xu with a strange expression, and said softly: "His Royal Highness, Luo Yu's painting, but it can still be done." Does it catch your eye?"

Well, I didn’t prepare three thousand today, but you broke through four thousand, three thousand is three thousand, it’s considered to include the due addition, happy eating~