Nalan Wanyun smiled lightly, and there were moonlight on her face, "Your Majesty, the words you wrote on your birthday and today are actually not the best words you have written by a minister."

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall was in an uproar. Does the lady in the General's Mansion know what she was saying? Did the Chaoyang Hall openly admit that she deceived the emperor twice?

There are all the ministers and officials and families, some of them are gloating, some of them are worried and concerned, and some of them are cold-eyed bystanders.

Only Ye Shu Ruijun's eyes were filled with a thousand doting smiles. What a bold girl, she dared to pull out the emperor's dragon beard! Although the veteran general Nalan was not worried that Nalan would not be able to stop the scene late, he could not understand why she was so abnormal today. Xiao Gu's eyes were worried, knowing that she was smart, but being with the king was like a tiger. Not everyone could bear it if he was not easy to anger Longyan.

"Oh? Are they not the best words?" Emperor Yongding was also surprised by Nalan Wan's answer and looked at her with some interest, "Then you write the best one for me to see."

Today, her handwriting is full of vocal style and character. She probably can get the first place among the many ladies, but she actually said it is not the best? Is she really capable or boastful?

"Your Majesty, I can't write it now. What I just wrote is the best today. Similarly, what I wrote at the birthday party is the best that day. Please let the emperor take a look." Nalan Wan stood calmly, with a graceful waist and pure eyebrows, which made people involuntarily believe what she said.

Emperor Yongding showed a meditation expression, and he seemed to understand it, "Tell me clearly."

Nalan Wan bent her knees and bowed and responded to the sound, and then stood up again and said slowly: "Working with the pen, one stroke at a time, the focus is on the freedom of power, the cursive script is thick and thin, the correct script is clever and dense, the running script is vigorous and natural, simple or clever, square or round, soft, implicit or ostentatious, etc. There are different ways to hold the pen. On the day of the emperor's birthday party, the minister's daughter was not in time, and the movement was weak and weak, so the words written were not in time. If not, how could the minister's daughter only write four big characters to neglect the emperor's birthday? After many days of rest, the emperor gave him good medicine to nourish. Today, the minister's spirit is much better than that day, so the written characters are naturally much better. However, it is not enough to be the best time."

Emperor Yongding looked at the girl in the hall carefully and looked at the lyrics and verses she wrote. It turned out that the words were as good as the person and had a good character. Even though she was sick, she was well-educated by the General's Mansion. Regardless of other words, such words, such calmness, and such peace of mind, such as in the face of danger, Nalan had already surpassed many people.

"Okay!" What a clever mouth, what a delicate mind! Emperor Yongding cheered. Such a woman should be the legitimate daughter of the General's Mansion. Nalan Wan, who was so ordinary before, really made him feel very sorry for her. "Elder General, the General's Mansion has cultivated a good daughter!"

The old general Nalan looked loving, but said, "Your Majesty, don't praise her. The stinky girl can lift her tail to the sky!"

Anyone can hear that the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren is very good.

Emperor Yongding was happy and rewarded many treasures one after another, which made many people jealous of them.

Nalan Wan thanked him and turned back to the seat. He accidentally collided with the palace maid who served Bimo. The inkstone in the palace maid was not held firmly in the collision and knocked it over to the ground, splashing Nalan Wan all over.

The incident happened suddenly, Nalan Wan looked at the palace maid who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, and her eyes turned cold. She retreated to the seat and did not conflict with the direction where the palace maid stood. How could she suddenly stand in this direction? However, there was no problem with the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. She paid special attention when she wrote it. Is it so simple to just splash her all over her body with filth?

"The emperor forgives the crime, Miss Nalan forgives the crime. I did not mean it!" The palace maid's anxious and scared voice continued, and for a moment everyone in the palace was caught off guard.

"Come on, take this palace maid down with eighty sticks." The person who issued the order was not Emperor Yongding.

Everyone looked at the person who was speaking in surprise, and Nalan Wan also raised her eyebrows unexpectedly. The man looked cold and his handsome face said that I was unhappy.

"Your Majesty, I am teaching you a lesson for unruly slaves. What is your expression? How can I be rude in front of my guests?" Ye Shurui's arrogant voice resounded throughout the hall, but Junrong was extremely cynical.

Emperor Yongding glanced at Ye Shurui indifferently and scolded him countless times in his heart. Little bastard, wouldn’t he deal with it? Is it better for him to make a subordinate point fingers in the palace? Will Minglan Kingdom be polite? Is he, the emperor, very proud?

Facing Emperor Yongding's eyes that seemed calm but actually cold, Ye Shurui grinned and smiled so unhappy.

"Come." Emperor Yongding withdrew his gaze and shouted, "Didn't you hear the orders of King Jin? Why don't you take the person down quickly!"

Two eunuchs came in and dragged the person out. Soon outside the hall, screams came. Two other palace maids entered the hall silently, quickly and silently cleared the ink dyed on the ground, and then withdrew silently. The movement was so fast that it was striking.

Nalan Wan once again saw Ye Shurui's arrogant and excessive in the rumors in the capital. No matter how virtuous, wise, tolerant and generous the king, he should not like to make decisions on his behalf or force him to make decisions? Ye Shurui is just playing with fire!

"Your Majesty, Miss Nalan's dress is stained with ink. I'm afraid she can't wear it anymore. Why don't I take her to the side hall to change her clothes and come back?" Hui Fei couldn't help but speak when she saw Nalan Wan frowning and staring at her skirt.

Emperor Yongding looked at the hem of Nalan's evening skirt. The balls of ink were very conspicuous, so naturally such dresses could not be worn anymore. "My beloved concubine is thoughtful, go and go back quickly."

"Yes." Concubine Hui stood up and saluted, slowly walked to Nalan Wan's side, and looked at her with a very friendly look, "Miss Nalan, please follow me."

Nalan Wan's eyes flashed, what's going on? Is that palace maid not Princess Mingyue's person, but Concubine Hui's person? Why did she take herself out alone?

Seeing that everyone in the hall was staring at each other, Nalan Wan had no time to think about it, and in a hurry responded, followed Concubine Hui to leave the palace.

Concubine Hui took Nalan Wan out of Chaoyang Hall, walked through a winding corridor, and walked around a rockery, and soon arrived at a side hall. When he arrived at the door, Concubine Hui ordered the palace servants: "Go and find a clean set of clothes for Miss Nalan, hurry up. Come and fetch a basin of water to clean up Miss Nalan."

The palace servant took the order and left. Concubine Hui took Nalan Wan in, turned around and looked at her and smiled, "Miss Nalan, this place is the closest palace to Chaoyang Palace. Please forgive me for any inappropriate places."

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Sorry, today is late again, and you will have a happy work on the first day after the holiday!
Chapter completed!