Yun Zhirou looked at Yun Qingyu with some concern. She didn't know Yun Qingyu, so she didn't know how good Yun Qingyu was in painting. However, Yun Taoyao was very good at painting and often painted for Yun Chuyuan and Mei Aunt Mei, which made Yun Chuyuan very loved.

Yun Qingxu still had a calm expression. She nodded faintly: "Yes."

Yun Taoyao's smile became brighter and brighter!

This waste actually agreed! She was worried that she would agree!

Yun Xiaoran looked at Yun Qingyun deeply, the meaning was unclear and unfathomable. She chuckled softly, "Since today's flower-welcoming banquet is for the Prince of Beiliu, why not draw a portrait of the Prince of the Prince of the two sisters?"

Yun Taoyao became more and more proud. You should know that what she is best at is drawing characters!

She looked at Yun Qingyun provocatively, Yun Qingyun, you will definitely lose!

Feng Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, and a charming smile like a poppy on the corner of his mouth, "Oh? That prince is looking forward to the paintings of both of them."

Luo Yi looked at Yun Qingyu and Yun Taoyao who had already stood in the circle surrounded by everyone, and said lightly: "A incense stick."

"A stick of incense is just right, no more or less." Linghu Qian's feminine face was filled with a faint smile.

Linghu Yanhua sneered. She wanted to see if the waste who grew up in the pile of monks could make a good painting within a stick of incense.

At this time, the eunuch had brought canvas, brushes, paints, easels and other things, and as soon as he put them down, the young ladies surrounding him were shocked.

Princess Feng Yan opened her eyes and asked Feng Jin innocently: "Isn't that canvas a Tiancan silk cloth? Sister Qingyu has no spiritual power, how can I draw it?"

"Tsk tsk, now the winner is completely determined. The Tiancan Silk Cloth is extremely smooth and you cannot penetrate the pigment without spiritual power!"

"Even if Yun Qingyun can draw, she can't draw anything."

"Oh, it's so sad that there is no spiritual power." The young man from the noble family said gloatingly.

Yun Zhirou looked at Tiancan Silk Cloth and frowned, "Princess Yanhua, do you have to use Tiancan Silk Cloth when painting?"

Linghu Yanhua snorted coldly, "This is not what I have prepared for."

Qiu Yi walked out with a slight cold brow, "It was prepared by me. Only the silk cloth of the sky can be used to paint for the current prince."

"Yes, rules are rules. You can't just say something different just because Miss Yun San is a useless person." Chu Xiao had long heard of Chu Xuanye helping Yun Qingye several times, so he also attached his hatred for Chu Xuanye to Yun Qingye.

At this time, Yun Taoyao had already started painting. Listening to everyone's paintings, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. It seemed that Yun Qingyan was really annoying, and no one wanted her to have a good life.

Yun Taoyao's paintings were halfway through, and the charming and charming prince Feng Ye in red clothes seemed to appear on the paper, and only half of the incense stick was left.

However, to everyone's surprise, Yun Qingyun still did not paint, but was just stirring various conspicuous pigments with a brush.

She is adjusting colors, but in everyone's eyes, she is just giving up on herself and knowing that she is going to lose, she will not resist.

"Yun Taoyao has almost finished painting, but Yun Qingxiao hasn't even painted it yet."

"She wants to give up, right?"

"That's right? Without spiritual power, even the paint cannot penetrate into the canvas. How could she draw it?"

"Tsk tsk, how do you think Yun Qingyu can cross the lake in a while? I heard that she can't swim!"

Feng Yan looked at Yun Qingyun, who was like a fairy, and couldn't help but feel a little worried. She looked at Feng Jin: "Brother Jin, can you change Sister Qingyun to a canvas? If she loses, she will be drowned if she crosses the lake."

That’s right, don’t look at the clear water, sparkling waves, and lotus flowers, but the lake is really not shallow. Especially when it comes to the middle of the lake, it is enough to flood people!

And Yun Qingyu can't swim, so what else can he do besides drowning?

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Chapter completed!