"Big Brother, what do you think?" Bai Mufei stood beside Bai Yiyue. The elder brother was handsome, while the younger sister was pure and refined. They were very eye-catching in the crowd.
"Heh …" Bai Mufei smiled. This Third Miss Murong had already brought them too many miracles. He believed that a miracle would happen today as well! "I bet that the Sunshine Princess will win!"
Bai Yiyue smiled when she saw Bai Mufei's confidence. "I think the same as Big Brother!"
However, this was only what the Bai siblings thought. Most people thought that Murong Qiqi was going to lose. No! She was going to die! If she lost, Mingyue Xin would take her life. If she lost, she would die. If she died, she would lose.
It didn't take long for the stage to be set up. The three of them were in three different places, and they didn't disturb each other. The incense was lit, and the palace maids brought the best paint to the three of them.
When it was Murong Qiqi's turn, just as she was about to take the paint, the palace maid's hand loosened, and the porcelain box fell to the ground, shattering into pieces. The paint inside was scattered all over the ground, and a gust of wind blew the colorful powder away.
"Aiya, why are you so careless!" Long Zhe Yu'er's gloating voice came from behind Murong Qiqi. "What should we do now? How are you going to paint without paint? "
"Please forgive me, Princess! I didn't do it on purpose! I didn't do it on purpose! "
Although the palace maid knelt before Murong Qiqi and begged for her forgiveness, there was no hint of fear in her tone. Instead, there seemed to be a hint of happiness and success. It seemed that the palace maid did it on purpose. She must have been instructed by someone else.
I'll settle the score with this kind of person later. Murong Qiqi spread out the rice paper and began to grind it on her own. "Kneel first …"
They thought that without paint, Murong Qiqi would be exasperated or admit defeat. However, she remained calm and unruffled. It did not affect her mood at all. Instead, it made people admire the Sunshine Princess's magnanimity.
The wind blew gently. The incense was already half burned.
Mingyue Xin and Long Zhe Yu 'er had already picked up their brushes and started painting. Only Murong Qiqi was still focused on grinding as if she wasn't worried at all. This made the surrounding people break out in cold sweat for her!
Longze Jingtian could not sit still any longer. Just what was going on with Murong Qiqi? Just a moment ago, he looked like he was going to win. Why was he still so indifferent now? Did she give up? Or could it be that she really didn't want to be the Princess of Southern Lin? If that was the case, when she lost and Mingyue Xin made things difficult for her, he would definitely step forward to protect her!
Compared to Longze Jingtian, Mingyue Cheng's expression was much more relaxed. However, he was also very worried, not knowing what Murong Qiqi was planning. Although he was willing to believe that Murong Qiqi would win, Mingyue Cheng was still aware of his sister's capabilities. If Murong Qiqi really lost in the end, how could he protect her?
The only person who didn't change was Feng Cang. This Prince seemed to be confident of his victory. He had a calm expression on his face as he carefully tasted his tea. He did not look worried at all. Furthermore, his calm expression was even more enchanting, causing Murong Qinglian's face to turn red.
Why did that trash, Murong Qiqi, encounter such a good man? If she knew it would be like this, she would have taken the initiative to ask for his help. So what if it was to boost her happiness! To be able to be together with such a man, even if she were to die the next moment, she would still be happy!
"You, get up!" Finally, when everyone was about to lose their patience, Murong Qiqi hooked her finger at the palace maid who broke the porcelain box and asked her to come over.
Looking at Murong Qiqi's innocent face, the palace maid looked at the person sitting on the high seat. That person nodded to her, and the palace maid slowly stood up and walked in front of Murong Qiqi. "Princess, why are you looking for this servant?"
"You destroyed this princess' paint, so of course you need to borrow some colors to help this princess complete this painting!"
"This servant didn't do it on purpose. Princess, what do you want this servant to do?" Although she kept saying 'it wasn't on purpose', the palace maid's face had the words' I did it on purpose 'written all over it.
Furthermore, the palace maid's gaze had already betrayed her inner thoughts. The person she was looking at was the empress who got pregnant because of Murong Qiqi's help, Duanmu Qing.
"That's easy. Come over!" When the maid moved her head closer, Murong Qiqi grabbed the maid's hair and poured all the ink into her mouth.
Before everyone could understand what was going on, Murong Qiqi slapped the palace maid twice. "Pfff!" The palace maid opened her mouth in pain, and the ink splattered on the paper like black raindrops.
"Many thanks!" The moment Murong Qiqi spoke, a shiny dagger appeared in her right hand. Before the palace maid could struggle, a bloody wound appeared on her snow-white neck. In the next moment, blood gushed out like a fountain.
"Ah!" Feeling the pain, the palace maid screamed and struggled. However, her black hair was wrapped around Murong Qiqi's arm, and she could not break free. Murong Qiqi's right hand had already switched to an ink brush. Using the blood stains and spots of ink, she quickly drew on the paper.
"Ink dyed in the color of blood. It is indeed a good pigment!"
Murong Qiqi smiled sweetly, but her hands did not slack off at all. The palace maid's blood splattered on the paper, and the brush in Murong Qiqi's hand danced on the paper.
There was silence on the field. Be it Long Zeyu or anyone else, no one had ever seen Murong Qiqi draw like this before. Using fresh human blood as a pigment, the originally sinister and frightening scene became beautiful because of Murong Qiqi's brush.
"Princess, this servant was wrong, wrong! This servant will never, never dare to do it again! " The palace maid felt her life slipping away, but Murong Qiqi had no intention of stopping the bleeding. Her head was spinning, and her thoughts were becoming sluggish. If this continued, she would definitely bleed to death!
"Tell me who's the mastermind, and this empress will let you off!"
Murong Qiqi's voice was very soft, so soft that only the two of them could hear it.
Tell me? The palace maid shivered. Tell her that the empress had ordered her to break the porcelain box so that Murong Qiqi would not have any pigment to paint? Only death awaited her!
In just a moment, the palace maid weighed the pros and cons and decided to protect Duanmu Qing.
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