I was stunned for a moment. I took two steps ahead and looked carefully. The young man had a purple robe, white jade crown, green leather belt, and his eyebrows were clear and delicate. When he smiled, he liked to squint his slender eyes, like a cat, a cute, gentle and pure kitten.

He was immediately overjoyed: "Brother Yun, are you here too?"

I couldn't help but feel even happier when I remembered the person Chang and Yun came to see me, and looked around: "Where is the godfather? Is he here? Oh, don't block it, I'll go in and look for it."

A warm but not thick palm gently patted my head, as if I was afraid of messing up my hair, then a slightly hoarse voice sounded: "Wild girl, what are you looking for? Show me how long you haven't seen you, and you've grown taller again, and you've become more and more like a fairy."

I turned my head with a smile. Behind me was my mother's brother, my uncle's friend, and my godfather. I only know that his surname was Zhu. As for his name, my mother and uncle had never told me, and I didn't ask. The emperor's surname was in the dynasty and had a very good relationship with my uncle. I must be a royal family. My godfather came from a few times. Since I can remember, I have only seen him three times. When he saw me, he always picked me up high and let me rotate between his unsolid arms, which made me laugh. His son Yun would stand aside and smile at me, squint his slender and slightly bright eyes, and a gentle and tolerant expression on his handsome face.

Now that I have grown up, my godfather can no longer hug me, so I can only touch my hair so gently. I feel a little sad in my heart. Suddenly I hate the overly neat makeup. Looking at my godfather, he has a kind face, round eyebrows and eyes, and is elegant. However, I was surprised to find that even though he is about thirty years old, he is already old and even his temples are slightly white.

It is reasonable for them to come for my uncle’s birthday, but why don’t I go to the main hall?

My eyes revealed my questions, and my godfather smiled: "It's not convenient to go to the main hall. I have already celebrated my birthday to your uncle just now. Yun likes the quiet and unique place and says he wants to rest here for a while, but when I saw you just now, I knew what this guy really wants."

After hearing the last sentence, Yun's face, which was as white as fine porcelain, suddenly turned slightly red, but he didn't argue, just looked at me with a smile.

I looked at him with a calm smile, without any shyness. Maybe my eyes were too bright and direct, and Yun felt a little confused when he looked at me. He hesitated for a while and turned his head gently.

I calmly turned my eyes to look at my godfather. He kept staring at us. When I looked at him, I was catching a slight worry in his eyes, but it instantly dissipated, almost making me unable to be sure whether my feelings were correct.

But my godfather had already looked at the painting in my hand: "Huaisu, is this your birthday gift to the Queen of Xiping?"

"Yes, ah! Oops! It's too late!" When I talked about the birthday gift, I realized that it was not too early. If I don't give it to the birthday gift, the birthday boy would just bring a table to someone to drink. How could Xunxun look at my paintings when he was drunk?

He laughed, I bowed to my godfather urgently: "Godfather, Brother Yun, Rong Huaisu will go to pay my birthday first. If I go late, my uncle will mutter to me for a month..."

"Go and go." My godfather smiled heartily: "I'll go and see if you're still so lazy."

I pursed my lips and smiled, and said back as I slipped away: "Godfather, if you say that in front of my mother later, I will accept you..." Before I finished speaking, my voice was far away.

However, I still heard Yun behind me whisper: "Sister, I'll wait for you."

He rushed to the main hall, sorted out his slightly scattered hair at the door, and steadily stepped in, and saw his uncle in the middle of the crowd at a glance.

My uncle was not wearing a public uniform. He wore a robe with ochre-colored jewel-woven fabrics, a wide robe with large sleeves, a jade belt and a golden crown. The huge precious blood-wrapped jade ring on his fingers shone brightly. He stood tall and stood tall and full of heroic spirit. He had a graceful and arrogant look in his actions. He looked so handsome that he was a handsome prince and a noble and unrestrained person. He was free and easy to socialize with a smile, which made me feel proud.

Sliding in through the crack of the human being, my uncle saw me at a glance, and his eyes lit up, and he waved his hand to signal me to go over. The guests in the hall turned their heads, and everyone's eyes lit up instantly. The chaotic noise just now immediately calmed down. I suddenly felt that I heard the sound of a flower falling to the ground thirty feet away.

In the silent sound, I heard someone sighing softly: "I am not old enough to be a slap in my throne, my waist is full of slenderness, my face is fragrant and my face is melting in spring snow, my hair is green (single) and autumn smoke."

As soon as this sentence came out, a slight commotion broke out. Everyone looked at the man, as if they were blaming him for being frivolous and incompetent. In such an occasion, how could I recite the three-colored lyrics and compare me to the kid in the brothel.

As if I hadn't heard it, I hadn't even scanned the corners of my eyes. I paid my birthday to my uncle according to the gift, handed the painting respectfully on my hands, and blushed slightly: "Huaisu is not talented, she is scribbling randomly. I hope my uncle can't dislike Huaisu because she is so heartless."

My uncle smiled so much that his eyebrows flew into the sky again, and immediately took it: "Huaisu's painting is the best in my uncle's eyes!" He immediately ordered someone to hang on the wall.

As soon as the painting was unfolded, everyone praised it for its mature brushwork, clear lines, transcendent realm, rich aura, gold and iron are the first, smoke and clouds are the auxiliary... In short, even if the famous masters stand in front of my child's painting, I am afraid that I will get into the ground with shame.

The quick-eyed person saw the words and said happily: "Miss also writes well!" So he shook his head and read it loudly as if he had a wonderful article: "...I drank all the Western River, poured the Beidou carefully, and everything was for guests..."

Halfway through reading, he suddenly stopped, with awkward expression, and the room was full of nobles, and suddenly struggled out of the surging flattery at the same time, and instantly, the elegant and elegant moment was silent.

I was shocked, what happened?

I looked at the calligraphy and painting carefully and there was nothing wrong with it. When I looked at my uncle in a blink of an eye, his face changed slightly.

I thought it was awful. These high-ranking officials and celebrities are the most happy and angry. Once such an expression appears on their faces, it indicates that this matter is quite a matter!

I remembered that everyone's expressions were exactly the same when I looked at the painting just now. I think the problem was not the painting, but that was the word!

I felt cold sweat coming out, and my first instinct was to turn my eyes to see Mu Xin who had been standing in the corner. Sure enough, he raised his head slightly, smiled at the corner of his eyes, and looked proud of his infinite tricks.

I gritted my teeth and tried to prevent him from doing anything. It would be fine if I was normal. Here, on my uncle's birthday, there were celebrities everywhere, and nobles, officials and ladies gathered. How can I deal with this mistake?

This kid is so vicious.

This is not the time to seek revenge. My mind was changing rapidly. I calmed down and dipped the tea at my hands quickly. I used the gesture of tidying my hair to wipe it off and wet my cheeks with the cold water. The feeling of hot charcoal melting ice made me quickly awake and have it!

My heart gradually calmed down, and I smiled slightly, slowly walked to the painting, and my eyes turned around again, staring at me, Mu Xin's high head turned around, staring at me with disbelief.

Ignoring everyone, I picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and browsed the pen tip, brushing the numbers in the blank space.

The hall was silent for a moment, and then, a loud sound of colorful sounds arose, and it seemed that it could break through the roof:

"good!"

"It's amazing!"

"A few numbers add up, which fits the current situation, with a large atmosphere and a wide environment, and a full room with a bright light!"

"Miss is a talented lady! This breaking sentence renovates the image of Zhang Anguo's sentence. It is impossible to do it if you don't make a big deal. If you know Zhang Junquan, you will be surprised and laughed!"

I also smiled, took a step back, raised my face slightly, and looked at the calligraphy and painting that I had tampered with.
Chapter completed!