Good luck in pregnancy, the daughter of the prime minister's mansion has a soft waist

The essence of the Jinghong Dance lies in the last leap, when the dancer stands on the bottom of a bowl as small as a palm, spinning rapidly, and the dancing skirt looks like a wild goose spreading its wings to fly.

Breathtakingly beautiful.

Shen Muxue gave Qingyi a look.

Qingyi gently picked up a peanut on the table and then threw it out without making any sound.

Shen Leyao was immersed in the world of dance and never expected that at the critical moment, her ankle would suddenly hurt and she would fall down violently.

"oops--"

Shen Leyao screamed and slammed heavily into the stage.

This fall will inevitably result in a bruised face.

At the critical moment, Ling Fan rushed forward and hugged Shen Leyao.

Shen Leyao fell into Ling Fan's arms and snorted softly, but when she thought of the person in the attic, she struggled to break free from Ling Fan.

"You, don't touch me."

These words made Ling Fan's face darken.

But soon, he regained his usual gentleness and picked up Shen Leyao without question: "We are about to get married, why do you mind?"

Then he said to Princess Chu, "Princess, please forgive me, Yao'er twisted her foot. I will take her downstairs to get checked out."

The Princess of Chu nodded.

"Okay, you go."

Shen Leyao gritted her teeth secretly.

Ling Fan's actions almost ruined her plan.

"No, I'm fine." Shen Leyao struggled to free herself from Ling Fan's embrace and said, "Princess Chu, I'm just trying to get you started. My sister is incredibly talented. Why don't you let her show us some too?"

The Princess of Chu agreed.

"Alright."

Ling Fan looked at Shen Muxue, who was sitting quietly with a confused look on her face.

Ling Fan couldn't help but frown.

He knew best that Shen Muxue was not proficient in any talent.

Jin never hired a teacher for her, nor did she cultivate her. If it weren't for Prime Minister Shen's insistence, Shen Muxue might not even have the opportunity to study and learn to read.

Shen Leyao was going to embarrass her publicly.

Ling Fan lowered his head and just happened to see Shen Leyao's gloating expression.

At that moment, Ling Fan felt mixed emotions. Before, he thought Le Yao was daring and more interesting than Shen Muxue, and also braver.

But now, he seemed to truly know her.

"Your Highness, I lost my mother's guidance when I was young, and I have never learned any talent. However, I have watched my sister paint. If your Highness does not mind, I will try my hand at painting, just to make you smile."

Shen Muxue spoke very frankly.

However, this was just the beginning of people's discussions about Kim.

Everyone knows that Kim is known for her gentleness and kindness.

Some time ago, she framed her stepdaughter, and now it has been revealed that she does not allow her stepdaughter to learn skills seriously. Shen Muxue can only peek if she wants to learn.

With this remark, Jin's reputation was completely ruined.

Jin gritted her teeth, fearing that Shen Muxue would really make a fool of herself and she wouldn't even have a chance to defend herself.

He quickly said with a smile: "Since you don't have any talent, please sit down quickly and don't disturb the queen's leisure."

Shen Muxue twisted the handkerchief in her hand and pretended to hesitate, "But the Queen just said that whoever comes out on top will receive a reward?"

Jin scolded in a low voice: "Who taught you to be so rude?!"

After hearing this, Princess Chu patted Jin's hand soothingly, called the nanny, and took the carved jade hairpin from the tray.

"This is the prize. If your talent amazes everyone, it will be yours. If your performance is mediocre, you will be making fun of me. Are you still willing to show it?"

When Jin heard this, she wanted to applaud the Princess of Chu.

Shen Muxue has never learned any talent, so her paintings are not pleasing to the eye.

Then there will be a reason to punish her.

No wonder she could become a princess. She hit Shen Muxue's weak spot with ease.

Shen Leyao deliberately said, "Good sister, if it really doesn't work, then forget it. I thought you were really good at applying makeup at home every day, but it seems I was wrong."

Shen Muxue said calmly: "Qingyi, bring me some rice paper..."

"Today, I will make a fool of myself."

Shen Muxue gave Qingyi a wink.

Qingyi was well prepared. She jumped up and spread out a ten-meter-long scroll on the ground.

He brought another bucket of thick ink and placed it next to it.

Everyone was curious, and even the Princess of Chu couldn't help but stretch her neck to see what medicine was in Shen Muxue's gourd.

Shen Leyao raised the corner of her mouth and said deliberately, "Sister, I understand you want to be in the spotlight, but painting is time-consuming and laborious. By the time you finish dawdling, everyone else will have waited until the flowers are cold. It's so cold, and the princess and the princess are delicate. Don't let them get frozen to death."

Jin quickly suggested to Princess Chu: "Princess, it's getting late, why don't we go back first."

This concerted effort was clearly intended to embarrass Shen Muxue.

Once the Princess of Chu leaves, the banquet will be over. Who will have the patience to wait for her to paint slowly?

No matter how good the final painting is, who will really care?

Princess Chu knew exactly what Jin was up to, so she stood up and told the maid beside her, "I'm a little tired, Linglong. Wait until Miss Shen finishes her painting and show it to me. If she's any good, the reward will be hers."

Linglong bowed respectfully: "Yes, Princess."

"I'm going to rest first, everyone can do as they please."

Princess Chu was about to leave with the help of Jin.

Shen Muxue did not try to persuade him to stay. Instead, he picked up the broom beside him, dipped it in ink, and wrote directly on the rice paper.

Her movements seemed rough and disorderly, but unexpectedly attracted the attention of a group of people.

Everyone gathered around, and Han Luwen's eyes lit up as she looked at the messy yet rhythmic branches on the paper.

"Wow, the ink marks left by this big broom look like real tree branches! Look, cousin, Sister Xue is really amazing."

This was the first time that Han Chenghe had seen such an ingenious painting method, but he was also good at painting, and he could tell at a glance that Shen Muxue was not painting blindly. Although the branches seemed random, they were actually well-spaced, high and low, and full of rhythm.

Then, after Shen Muxue finished the branches, she gently lifted her skirt, dipped the soles of her shoes in ink, and gently stepped and turned on the rice paper.

In a short while, the branches were dotted with dense flower buds.

At this moment, everyone suddenly realized and exclaimed: "Isn't this the Merlin we are in?"

Everyone looked around and compared it with the painting, and found that it was quite similar.

Those who had previously harbored many doubts about Shen Muxue now changed their tune and praised her: "Miss Shen from the Prime Minister's Mansion has never studied painting systematically, yet she has been able to create such creative and artistic works. It's truly admirable."

Han Luwen responded as if she had been praised, "Of course, my sister Xue is the smartest in the world."

Han Chenghe rubbed her head lovingly.

After only meeting a few times, the girl became a loyal fan of Shen Muxue.

Ling Fan stood at the end of the crowd. When Shen Muxue finished painting and ordered someone to stand the painting up, there was an immediate burst of admiration from the crowd.

At first, people were just curious about her painting style, but when they saw the finished product, they were all deeply impressed.

The marks left by the broom transformed into the branches of a naturally grown plum tree; the crisscrossing footprints seemed to be plum blossoms blooming on the branches; among the flowers, the vaguely visible pavilions and towers were rendered with ink diluted with water.