Yun Banyue had long stood there with a tall body. Seeing Feng Yunqing and Yu Jin walking onto the desk, the figures of white and red clothes were so harmonious. His eyes suddenly hurt, and he turned his head slightly inch, his long eyelashes drooped down, covering the expression in his eyes, and said coldly: "You are just for him, and you hurt my heart like this. Just because he has a good skin?"

Feng Yunqing was stunned. Unexpectedly, Yun Banyue said such words in front of so many people. But it is true that this man could have written such words as heartless and heartless, and there is nothing else he dared to say. This man's body itself has a crazy factor that destroys everything.

Everyone was also stunned and looked at Feng Yunqing. Lan Xiaoqing, Mei Ruxue, Liu Xiangcan, Ruan Yunlou, Yu Wuqing, Chu Zhaoyan, Chu Yuanxi and others listened carefully. Although they did not admit it, it was also the answer they wanted deep in their hearts.

"Where is love, life and death can be abandoned." Fengyun shook his head lightly, and Qingling's voice sounded in the hall, resounding in every corner: "Men, it's not the same when they take off their clothes. No matter how beautiful a man is, he is just a skin. I like Yu Jin, just because he is Yu Jin."

Although these words are explicit and disdainful of the world, no one in the hall felt funny or despised by this sentence at this time, and was shocked by the saying "The love is so popular, life and death can be abandoned."

Yu Jin's eyes instantly looked at Feng Yunqing with bright eyes. There was only her pure and charming little face in front of her. She said she liked Yu Jin because she was Yu Jin.

Lan Xiaoqing was stiff and the blood in her body almost frozen in this moment. Love is so popular that life and death can be abandoned. He once had it. In the mandarin duck tent in Haitangyuan, she was willing to die for him, but now... it was him who hurt her heart...

Mei Ruxue and others also looked at Lan Xiao, and the blood solidified at that moment. Yu Jin, what is his virtue? He deserves this woman to do this? He feels unwilling to accept it all in his heart.

"Then you start!" Yun Banyue looked at Feng Yunqing with cold eyes. This woman... this woman will hurt him! He is now covered in bruises and blood is gone. Let's see how she can hurt him any more!

"Okay!" Feng Yunqing kept holding Yu Jin's hand and not let go. The other hand was as jade-like fingertips, and the pen was stained with ink and poured on the rice paper. His face was quiet and his eyes were as clear as water, as the mirror was like pearls and jade. The wild grass that was as free as the wind was scattered and fell.

"What is love in the world? It's just to teach people to agree with each other."

Yun Banyue's body trembled violently, and she couldn't help but take a step back. She watched Fengyun lightly move her pen and swim like the wind. Such words were extremely ostentatious and wild. In contrast, his words seemed so restricted.

After slowly writing, the old man Tianxing stood up excitedly and shouted: "Good words!"

"Good poems! They are also good words!" Tianchen and Tianji's old eyes were also excited.

"The love is in the bones, and the name Feng Feng swept the dragon. OK!" The old emperor also shouted.

"This kind of writing is the best in the world!" Lan Xiaoqing spoke slowly, and Yun Danfeng Qing's voice had a slight tremor that was undetectable.

Feng Yunqing heard Lan Xiaoqing's voice and turned her head suddenly, looking at each other. In just a moment, Lan Xiaoqing tightly pursed her lips, and her long eyelashes drooped, covering the look in her eyes.

After a few people finished speaking, no one spoke in the hall. Mei Ruxue was staring at Feng Yunqing tightly. This woman... she deserves to die! Suddenly, she felt that knowing each other for ten years was just a joke. He didn't understand her at all.

"The third game of calligraphy, the fifth game of poetry, successive victory!" The old emperor calmed down his emotions and spoke slowly.

A burst of cheers broke out in the hall again. At this moment, I just felt that Fengyunqing was like a goddess. Who in the world doesn’t want to follow her with such a woman?

Feng Qingyan's face was already blue. Wang Lingran looked at Feng Yunqing in disbelief, and Chu Qinglu was even more unbelievable. How could a shameless woman like her write such words? Mu Qianjiao looked at Feng Yunqing indifferently. At this moment, she suddenly admired this woman, maybe she had admired her a long time ago. Feng Chen'er, what can she not do in the world? She really doesn't know.

Concubine De's face kept changing her expression, and she was happy and worried at this time. What was happy was that this woman could be born in Feng Mansion. As the aunt who came out of Feng Mansion, she also had a light on her face. If she could really win, marry Yu Jin and cut off Xi'er's mind. But when she saw Chu Yuanxi staring at Feng Yunqing, she was even more worried. Which man in the world would dislike such a woman?

Fengyun turned his head and looked at Yu Jin with a smile: "I won again!"

"Yeah! Good words!" Yu Jin nodded. He reached out and picked up the words on the table. Ruyu's fingers slowly rolled up, as if he was cherishing a treasure. His movements were elegant and charming, and in a blink of an eye it was put into his arms.

Fengyun chuckled at Yu Jin, Yu Jin's face turned red. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Yun with embarrassment, but he didn't take it out. Everyone looked at the pen and ink that was put into Yu Jin's arms with a pity. He wanted to come and snatch it away.

"Don't be too proud too early!" Yun Banyue looked at Yu Jin hatefully, and wanted to grab that meaning, so she turned to Feng Yun and said lightly.

Blinking his eyes, Feng Yun looked at Yun Banyue lightly and said in a tone that was so angry that he was not worth his life: "So what? Anyway, I'll pick these two games for you all at once!"

After saying that, he pulled Yu Jin off the stage. Yun Banyue's elegant face turned blue in an instant.

Feng Yunqing was funny, and his little face was really smiling Ruhua. Seeing Mei Ruxue's eyes, she wanted to come forward to strangle him to death, suppressing the anger in her heart. Mei Ruxue slowly stood up, and now she went to the painting stage, looking down at Feng Yunqing who was holding Yu Jin's hand slowly walking onto the stage.

"Woman, are you crazy?" Mei Ruxue's lips trembled, and she used a voice transmission to enter the secret, and a clear and gloomy voice was in Qin Mingyue's ears.

"Absolutely!" Feng Yunqing looked at Mei Ruxue's gloomy eyes casually. Even if it rained in dark jade, others would think he was just elegant. The style of the Snow Prince Yaruo is full of all the styles.

"He is worthy of yours?" Mei Ruxue continued to say gloomy.

"Not bad!" Feng Yun nodded.

When Mei Ruxue heard this, she suddenly looked at Fengyun Qing tightly. A cold and gloomy wind swept towards Fengyun. No, it was to be precise, towards Yujin. The sound was cold and cold.

He waved his sleeves casually and wiped the sweat from his forehead. An invisible wind blocked the cold wind of Mei Ruxue. A thin and angry voice sounded: "Dead fox, you have not healed your injuries. You are no match for me at all. It's better to be more regular at this time!"

"Woman! Do you think you can win?" Mei Ruxue couldn't help but take a step back, looking at Feng Yunqing angrily: "Don't be foolish!"

"Are you crazy? You can tell if the result is! Feng Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at Mei Ruxue.

"Hmph!" Mei Ruxue snorted coldly. He didn't believe that this woman's paintings could really surpass his accomplishments that he had worked hard to achieve for twenty years since his birth.

Feng Yunqing ignored him, turned to look at Yu Jin, then a trace of cunning flashed across his eyes, clearing his throat: "Eunuch Chen, put a picture like Mr. Xue hanging on both ends of the columns of the hall."

"Yes, Miss Seven!" Eunuch Chen responded immediately. He waved his hand and was ready in a blink of an eye, and said in a sharp voice: "One stick of incense! Burn incense!"

Fengyun stood still, his eyes swept across the hall, and everyone looked at her with anticipation, wanting to see Mr. Xue's painting that is so powerful that he can be the best in the world. But who else can be the best?

But the incense candle was lit little by little, and Feng Yunqing was still motionless. Mei Ruxue's mouth showed a sarcastic smile: "Woman! Have you admitted defeat?"

Fengyun raised his eyelids and whitened Mei Ruxue's eyes, and sent a message to the secret: "The person who lost must be you!"

"I don't repent!" Mei Ruxue cursed Fengyun with hatred, and then began to stand quietly, waiting for the incense to burn out. In fact, he was also surprised in his heart. With her understanding of this woman, he was definitely the one who knew the way to the black road. He would not admit defeat at all. But until half of the incense was burned out, she couldn't help but frowned and looked at the mural that was hanging high by her at both ends of the beam.

The high fragrance was burned out little by little, one third, one quarter, one fifth...

Lan Xiaoqing couldn't help but frown and looked at Feng Yunqing in confusion. Some people had already started to sigh for Feng Yunqing and Yu Jin. The old emperor couldn't help but say: "Seventh girl! If you don't write, the fragrance will burn out and you will lose. Do you want us to look at this blank paper?"

"Ha!" Fengyun smiled gently, Ruzhu Luan Yucui turned around suddenly, Rushui's eyes glanced at everyone in the hall, looked at Pan Shenghui, Qingling's soft voice said: "Of course not!"

After saying that, he glanced at the burning incense, stretched out his arms and put his arms around Yu Jin's waist, tapped his toes and flew up. Everyone felt a red and white shadow flashing in front of them. After looking closely, Yu Jin and Feng Yunqing were already hanging on the white scroll.

He couldn't help but open his eyes wide and looked at Feng Yunqing. Feng Yunqing smiled softly at Yu Jin: "Hey! Cooperate! This game depends on you! If you can make them all corona, we will win!"

Yu Jin finally understood Feng Yunqing's meaning, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and then chuckled softly. It was natural and beautiful... The smile that expressed his inner heart was a smile that was extremely beautiful. Coupled with his face and a red dress, Feng Yunqing felt that Feng Yunqing was so beautiful at this moment. It was better than thousands of paintings.

The plain hands slightly condensed internal force, and large pieces of snowflakes flying down the sky, wrapped around the two of them. They turned their heads and watched the incense stick burn out, and said softly: "I'll go down, can you hold on to a cup of tea?"
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