Sick Viper [Quick Transmigration]

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The performers immediately knelt down.

The atmosphere froze completely.

The emperor on the seat came back to his senses, "What kind of foolish show is this? Pull it out and bring in another batch!"

Hearing these words, the performers all breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they just changed a group of people instead of beheading them. At least their lives were saved.

However, as soon as they breathed a sigh of relief, the next second's words made them feel anxious again.

"You can't say that." Yan Changchu who spoke made the guards who were about to take people away hesitate for a while. Seeing this, Yin Queming also suspended the instruction just now.

"Aifei means..."

To the surprise of the performers, that Mr. Yan was speaking for them.

"Not only are they not fooling people, but they are trying their best to make the most perfect performance, aren't they?"

Hearing what the young man in the seat said, the musicians and others below were a little moved.

Although they were so frightened that they knelt down directly because of the other party's actions, but at this moment, Mr. Yan was able to consider their difficulties and speak out about it, which really made people feel a little ashamed of the prejudice against young people before.

"Yes..." The king who was asked back was a little uncertain and lacking confidence.

Yin Queming didn't watch the show at all, so of course he didn't know if those people were trying their best, he just got frustrated when he saw Yan Changchu's disappointed look.

But after the other party said this, the little emperor quickly adjusted his expression, nodded in a serious manner, "What Aifei said is true."

The end is a look of "what the concubine loves, it is what".

"And those who can come here to perform must have been screened and determined to have superb skills."

This is known regardless of whether you have watched the performance or not, so this time Yin Queming was sure without hesitation.

"Then..." The young man raised his thick eyelashes and glanced at the courtiers below, "The only reason why he became so boring is because the atmosphere is too bad."

"Having a happy banquet, why do everyone have a bad face?"

Everyone who heard this suddenly became very complicated.

The person who is clearly the culprit now actually blames someone else's fault, but whether it's because of the difference in status between the two, or because of the beauty that can confuse people's minds, no one can justly point out this point .

Yin Queming's expression became even more complicated, because he remembered that his face must have been not very good before, and Yan Changchu's "one by one" might also refer to him.

But Yan Changchu didn't mean to blame him at all, the other party didn't even turn his head to look at him.

The young man stood up from his seat, and looked around at the courtiers on both sides as if walking in a leisurely manner, "Because you all look too scary, it will affect the performance of professionals so much."

It was originally a rebuke, but when he walked down, the distance between him and the crowd became closer or further away with his steps. When the figure gradually approached them, it seemed like some kind of honor from heaven.

The palace lantern illuminated the porcelain-white skin with a soft halo, as if the whole person was glowing, and the voice of the young man was so clear and pleasant that it was hard to tell what the other person was saying when they saw their lips opening and closing. The unpleasant words.

"especially you."

The bony finger pointed at an official, and the person who was named suddenly woke up and fell into a dream, and raised his hand to point at himself, "Me?"

Yan Changchu nodded, "You look the fiercest, they must have been frightened by you."

This statement is actually biased.

Although Master Xiao Sun has extremely poor character, notoriety, has always been domineering in Yurou Township, and has no real talents and learning, and has obtained an official position purely based on the deep foundation of his family, he looks fierce, but he is not.

It is the deep background of the Sun family that allowed him to be qualified to attend this palace banquet today. The elder grandson is still sitting in the palace, and the younger grandson is naturally fed by good food and drink, and his face is even a little round and rich. Just looking at the face is not fierce.

If you want to say who looks the scariest from the outside, the general on the other side is not bad in appearance but full of fierceness. It is somewhat reasonable to say that the musicians were frightened by him.

However, the Loyalist Party didn't like Master Xiaosun at all. Seeing that Mr. Yan was targeting this person, they didn't want to interfere at all. They just wanted to watch a good show, and even had a lot of affection for Yan Changchu.

The other part, even if they wanted to say a few words, they couldn't open their mouths at all to Mr. Yan.

And the person who was targeted seems to be completely dazzled by the beauty of the face-to-face, and doesn't realize what situation he is in.

He even seemed to agree very much, "This... Mr. Yan really knows people with his eyes, and it is true that some people will always be frightened by my might."

How could you be frightened by your might?That's clearly out of fear of your dominance.

Several ministers were slandering in their hearts, and they had no intention of speaking out. If it wasn't for Mr. Sun's new official, with this brain, he might have been dismissed long before the palace banquet started.

After receiving such an answer, Yan Changchu looked quite amiable, "Since you also agree that you scared the musicians, then the matter will be easy."

Seeing Mr. Yan's face softening towards him, Mr. Xiao Sun's eyes were a little blank. He simply didn't know how to behave well, and he didn't know what the other party was referring to when he said it was easy to do.

Those who didn't face the young man directly, could separate their minds, and knew from the atmosphere that this little Mr. Sun must be going to be teased.

Sure enough, the young man changed his face in the next second, and said loudly: "Bring a pen."

Not long after, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were delivered to Mr. Yan, because he didn't know what the other party was going to do, so all kinds of calligraphy and painting utensils were well placed.

Yin Queming and Li Xiuchun guessed something, and they had no intention of stopping it. In the final analysis, they looked at Chang Chu with that kind of eyes, Mr. Xiao Sun deserved to be teased.

But when they saw the young man approaching each other with a pen, the two who had only thought about laughing at the last second couldn't control it.

"Don't move." He said, his free hand was about to touch the face of the youngest son of the Sun family, but Mr. Sun just looked up at the face approaching him, and said hello in a daze.

"Young Master." Li Xiuchun couldn't hold back at last, and interrupted Yan Changchu's movements.

He walked up to the young man under the eyes of everyone, as if he didn't feel other people's eyes on him, and said: "Young master, just tell the slave what you want to do. You don't have to do it yourself, the slave will do it for you."

How could... How could the son's hand touch the face of that dirty guy?

He hasn't... Young Master has never touched him, even if it's just for teasing, that kind of despicable villain is not qualified to be touched by Young Master.

Otherwise, can it still be called teasing?How is it different from a reward?To be treated gently by the Young Master with that kind of attitude for a moment, this kind of guy can't afford Ron En.

Li Xiuchun lowered his head, Yan Changchu looked at him for a few seconds, and then handed over the brush in his hand that was dripping with paint.

"Then it's up to you." He said, leaning over to the man's ear and explaining the specifics.

The ear that was approached by the young man's lips moved, as if to dissipate the heat rising from the close distance between the two.

After Yan Changchu finished speaking, he found a seat on the side and sat down, as if he was waiting for the final result. The place to sit was very random, but no one commented on it.

Without being ostentatious, Master Xiao Sun regained his sanity a little bit, and finally felt something was wrong when the little eunuch with a bad breath came over, and thought of calling a stop.

But Mr. Yan was still sitting not far away, propped his head and looked in this direction, and repeated the reminder again, "Don't move."

Master Xiao Sun was stuck in the idea of ​​calling a stop.

Unlike Yan Changchu who was going to reach out to fix Lord Sun's face, Li Xiuchun treated this canvas much more simply and rudely. The young master shouldn't touch such a guy, and he didn't intend to touch this guy with his hands.

Seeing that the man's head was about to take a look in the direction of the young master before turning back, Li Xiuchun picked up the inkstone that had not been sharpened and pressed it against Master Sun's chin.

"Please don't move around." Although he used words that seemed to be respectful, the man's tone and actions were very rude.

Mr. Xiao Sun really couldn't move now. This dead eunuch didn't look very strong from the outside, but he was very strong, and his whole body was completely shackled.

So he could only pinch his head with the inkstone, and then feel the brush painting on his face.

Yan Changchu sat down casually, and from the perspective of the eldest grandson, he couldn't see the almost magical beauty. With only the back view, his mind could somewhat turn.

Brushes, paints, painting on the face, obviously teasing his son, the grandson immediately stood up and was ready to angrily denounce all of this.

Then he fell.

"Master Sun, are you alright?" The general's caring voice came from the side, and the leg that had been stretched out at some point was retracted by the master pretending to be innocent.

This action was so blatant, Master Sun got up from the ground, "You! You..."

Before he could figure out how to pay back to this reckless man who tripped him upright, the painting on the other side was over.

"Okay." Li Xiuchun interrupted Mr. Dasun, and also announced the fact that it would be useless to try to stop it now.

He revealed the final work, which is actually very rough and has no talent for painting, so it can be completed in such a short time, but it is because of such clumsy techniques that the effect is better.

Mr. Sun's face was collided with brightly colored paint, a bit like being beaten with black eyes and blue eyes, and a bit like being scribbled on the face by an ignorant child as a prank. No matter from which angle you look at it, it is very funny.

Everyone who saw this face couldn't help laughing, and the dull atmosphere not long ago was completely broken up in an instant.

"Isn't this just like a banquet?" The young man who was still sitting casually said so, no one refuted, even Mr. Sun was trying hard to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Master Xiao Sun couldn't see his own face, but he looked at Mr. Yan's soft brows and eyes, and laughed along with the people around him, completely forgetting that he seemed to be being teased.

The person who completed the painting lowered his head, holding the dry brush tightly behind his back.

The author has something to say: the hall was filled with a happy atmosphere

The previously changed name was harmonized, so I changed it back