Ye Qianyu looked at the stage depressedly. Yuqi was his fiancée and was granted marriage by the king. He could not resist. Moreover, Yuqi stuck to him tightly, which made him very angry, who was romantic by nature. But now... if that woman could be like Yuqi, she would also be towards herself... He suddenly felt a blushing and hot heart, and looked over with crystal-like peach blossom eyes eagerly, hoping that the woman would come over...

Ye Qianjin was still lazily supporting his elbows. An Xiaoqing's flattery almost made him knot his intestines. It was interesting, and it seemed that this trip to the Great Zhou Dynasty was not so boring. Thinking of his other purpose, Ye Qianjin's lips curled up a meaningful smile.

In a certain corner, An Xiaoqing finally saw Chu Yunxi. He sat quietly, and the whole body seemed to be deliberately separated from him. Others gathered together in groups to talk, making the slender figure as long as Yuxiu become more lonely and deserted.

The ones around him should be members of the royal family, why don’t you ignore him?

Yes, his temperament is so awkward that no one wants to talk to him...

Seeing him sitting lightly and expressionlessly, he probably didn't know that he was watching him. In such a competition or such performance, he was a person with eye disease and sat there and seemed abrupt. The more exciting the dance, the more thunderous the applause from the people around him, the more his incompleteness will be highlighted. This... is clearly a torture, and he... can't actually come.

When his eyes were a little sore, Chu Yunxi turned his face and raised his dark eyes, as if he was in a straight line with her eyes. His plump lips were slightly curled, his smile was light but warm, with a faint tenderness.

An Xiaoqing was panicked. Could it be that he knew that he was watching him? Can he feel that her heart was hurting for him?

Is this the so-called spiritual connection?

Yuqi's painting was finally completed. She blew the paper with satisfaction and proudly handed the paper to the Prime Minister: "I allow the Great Zhou Kingdom to collect this painting. I believe that all the painters in the Great Zhou Kingdom gather together, and no one is better than the Princess's painting."

The prime minister looked up and saw a beautiful man in the painting leaning lazily under a peach blossom tree. A scroll of books in his hand was turning in half. The man in the painting looked lifelike, as if a living person was vivid on the paper. Although the peach tree was just talking about a few strokes, it showed the blooming flowers vividly and flexibly, which was really a masterpiece.

The Prime Minister couldn't help but look at An Xiaoqing with worry. It was really difficult to be more wonderful than Princess Yuqi's painting.

An Xiaoqing smiled and handed his painting to the Prime Minister. When the Prime Minister lowered his eyes, he immediately felt relieved. He held it in his hand and wanted to laugh, but felt it was harmful to his image. He forced himself to hold it back and presented both paintings to the emperor.

When the emperor fell in love, he couldn't help but sprayed a mouthful of tea. The eunuch next to him hurriedly took a veil for him. The emperor was solemn and carefully took two paintings of Xiang. Finally, his expression became serious and he picked up An Xiaoqing's painting and asked:

"Pei Xiaosi, your painting technique is so special. Why have I never seen it before?"
Chapter completed!