Chapter 95 Ancient Words Xiangfei Picture

Ling Yuechan, who has always been not good at painting, actually said that there are paintings to be taken out for others to appreciate? This is really interesting. Ling Xiao saw an unkind look in her eyes and couldn't help wondering whether the problem was in this painting? Is this the painting the highlight they arranged today?

But what tricks can be turned out of a painting? Ling Xiao waited and waited.

"Sister Yue Chan, you are so beautiful, and you must be excellent at learning. This painting must also be a rare and good product. Let's take a look first." Luo Sheng was already urging, and the meanings of the words made Ling Yuechan extremely comfortable.

She pulled off the red silk tied to the scroll, and suddenly loosened it. The roller slowly fell down, revealing the true face of the painting little by little.

Sure enough, as Ling Yuechan said, there were two ladies in white standing in the painting, with black hair and red face, and snow, and her clothes fluttering, as if she wanted to go away. There is also a piece of bamboo next to the two beauties, which is green and lush, the bamboo knots are clear, and the ink spots are like nature. Without more than ten years of hard work, such painting can never be easily practiced.

The concubines here were stunned. Is this really the painting of the teenage young woman in front of her? If that's the case, it's really incredible!

Feeling everyone's envious and shocked eyes, Ling Yuechan's vanity was greatly satisfied, as if the painting was really from her handwriting. She looked at Ling Xiao proudly and smiled with satisfaction when she saw Ling Xiao's shocked face.

Many people's attention was focused on the excellent painter. At this time, one person finally questioned the content of the painting. Liu Fangyi frowned slightly and said doubtfully, "Is this Xiangfeitu?"

As soon as this was said, many people showed a sudden expression. Looking at the two beauties in the painting, their expressions began to become delicate and looked at Ling Xiao one after another.

Concubine Xiang, of course, is Princess E. Presumably few people will not know these two. At this time, Ling Yuechan openly showed this picture in front of people, which is really intriguing.

The most critical thing is more than that. If you look closely at the characters in the painting, you will find that the slightly young girl on the left has a little Ling Yuechan's demeanor, while the slightly older and more mature woman on the right, wearing Luanfeng Jinbu, is clearly Ling Xiao, Ling Jieyu!

At this moment, Ling Xiao is almost pale, and he can't suppress it no matter how much he wants to suppress it. However, the reason why she is like this is not just as others think, because of Ling Yuechan's undisguised Sima Zhao's heart. Instead, this painting is obviously written by her mother Shen Murou!

"Sister, do you see, has your sister's painting improved?" Ling Yuechan was still proud of the painting, and even deliberately walked to Ling Xiao and asked her with a delicate smile.

Ling Xiao clenched his fists in his sleeve, and his slender nails sank into the meat fiercely, but he didn't realize it. She gritted her teeth, and her voice seemed to be squeezed out of her throat. She said deeply, "Okay, it's really great!"

Seeing her like this, Ling Yuechan was very satisfied. The effect she wanted was achieved, but she was a little embarrassed by her like this. She said calmly, "Since even my sister has agreed, I think it's not bad." He giggled and laughed.

Ling Xiao no longer remembers how he returned to his palace that day. He only knew that this matter had been known to everyone in the palace in a long time.

Almost everyone is talking about this matter and saying everything. Some people say that Ling Yuechan is not good or evil and delusional, and there are also people who say that Ling Xiao is weak and incompetent and climbs on the head. However, whether it is slandering Ling Yuechan or anything else, this matter is Ling Xiao's faceless after all. As soon as this happened, there was nothing that didn't laugh at her.

"Little master, don't be angry. You're so angry that you can't make it." Qingwu wanted to persuade Ling Xiao, but he even felt unpremble when he said this. After all, Ling Yuechan did such a thing, and even she almost made her nose crooked. What kind of sister is this? I really don't know whether she came to visit or to her sister to death.

Ling Xiao held the porcelain cup in his hand, his face did not improve at all, his eyebrows frowned, and his heart was full of worry and anger.

The painting is obviously from my mother's handwriting, and my mother will never draw this kind of picture for no reason, let alone give it to Ling Yuechan. Then, there can only be one reason, that is, the mother was coerced in Ling's house.

Originally, Ling Xiao thought that after he was favored, his mother's treatment in the house would be better. At least, now that she is not in the house, her mother no longer has to be controlled by others because she is worried about her. On the contrary, she can also be the backing and support of her mother. But! Now, my mother is still threatened by Qiluo because of her!

He made such a picture with his own hands and gave it to the enemy's daughter. Knowing that the other party would endanger the safety and status of his daughter, he still had to listen to it. What a heart-piercing thing this should be for a mother.

"Zhu Lian, let's wait..." At this time, Ling Yuechan's voice came from the outside.

Ling Xiao's fierce eyes threw in that direction, "Go and bring her in!"

In a short time, Qingwu brought Ling Yuechan to Ling Xiao.

"Miss Ben is tired. Why do you insist on asking me to come over? Anyway, I'm also my father's favorite little daughter. Does my sister treat me like this? You're not abusing your own sister. It's just unfilial!" Ling Yuechan was full of Reluctance and simply shouted.

Before that, she pretended a little. As soon as the Xiangfeitu incident came out today, when she saw Ling Xiao's excited appearance, she knew that she was playing the right move. Ling Yuechan said in her heart, as her mother said, Ling Xiao's woman's biggest weakness is Shen Murou. If she reminds her, she will not dare to be arrogant again.

Thinking of this, Ling Yuechan suddenly became full of confidence. Not only that, but he even gave Ling Xiao a bad name for unfiliality in an instant. She is the best at this kind of rake thing.

Ling Xiao leaned on the couch lazily, with lazy eyes and seemingly careless appearance. After listening to this questioning, he showed doubt and asked gently, "My sister went back to the room like this. Aren't you going to talk to my sister about your rapid painting skills?"

Ling Yuechan's heart thumped, but she was also secretly happy. Although she wants to use this matter to hit Ling Xiao and use Shen Murou to coercive her not to hinder her way, now it's just a hint, and she is not ready to make it clear to her face.

And now listening to Ling Xiao, it seems that I want to have a good talk with her. He can't calm down so much, and he doesn't look like he's going to be angry. It seems that he has been in the palace for a long time. The trace of awe that rose from the bottom of Ling Yuechan's heart a few days ago disappeared in an instant. It turned out that the weak sister was still the same as before.

"Oh?" Ling Yuechan raised her eyebrows and showed her joy. The anger of being "invited" just now was gone. She stepped forward and asked, "Sister, how do you want to talk?" Do you want to make that ancient and beautiful legend a reality today? It's just our sisters..."

Not to think about it. Before she finished speaking, Ling Xiao grabbed a copper incense burner at hand and smashed it into Ling Yuechan. If she hadn't dodged quickly, she would probably have been smashed.

Looking at the smoke still on the ground, even a little spark ash, and some unburned spices, Ling Yuechan was afraid for a while. If it burned on her body...

"Ah - you, what do you want to do! You actually want to kill your own sister!?" After reacting, she immediately screamed and turned her head to order Bihe and said, "Bihe, go out and call someone to let people see how the gentle Ling Jieyu is, vicious and bold!"

Bihe listened to the order and walked out with an angry face. As soon as she reached the door, she was stopped by Xiao Nianzi. Bihe saw that he was the little eunuch who welcomed him into the palace that day. He didn't pay attention to him. He pushed him away and was about to rush out. But I didn't expect that Xiao Nianzi looked very thin and weak, and his strength was very strong. You're welcome. He pushed Bihe to the ground with his backhand.

"You dead eunuch! How dare you push me? Don't look at me who I am?!" Bihe showed a painful expression. He really fell heavily. He rubbed his waist and scolded Xiao Nianzi.

" Shut up! Who are you? Who do you think you are? How can you be presumptuous in Qiluan Hall? Erlan, drag this little bitch out of the big fifty boards. Remember, shut up!" Ling Xiao stood up from the couch, his eyes were deep, bottomless, disgust, anger, hatred, gathered in the middle, burning like a flame.

As soon as Bi He heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, fifty boards, and he was going to kill her! Immediately, he cried and asked another Ling Yuechan for help, "Miss, miss, help me, you have to help me!"

"Ling Xiao! Bihe is my maid. You actually want to kill her indiscriminately!" Although Ling Yuechan usually doesn't treat the maid very well, she can beat and scold herself. How can she allow others to get involved? What's more, Bihe is also one of her capable generals. How can Ling Xiao kill her?

Ling Xiao stepped on the pile of incense ash on the ground and didn't care about the skirt that was burned by hot ash at all. She looked at Ling Yuechan and said, "My sister must have forgotten that I can even kill my own sister. How can I pay attention to a maid?"

With that, he walked to Bihe, lowered his head and looked down at her, and said, "It must be that Sister Yuechan treats you so well. You live a comfortable life and forgetfulness. However, I advise you that it doesn't matter if the master is more forgetful, but if the slave is like this, he will lose his life!"

After saying that, he turned his head and stared at Ling Yuechan and said quietly, "This is still my Qiluan Hall!" There should also be a limit to arrogance.