Chapter 6307

This is a very interesting thing. He hasn't encountered such an interesting thing for more than ten years.

When Ping'an arrived at the place where the noble ladies were, Meng Huo followed behind her all the time. He didn't bring any followers, only one person. He was wearing a white robe with dark patterns embroidered on it. In addition to being thinner, he was also dazzlingly handsome.

Meng Huo looked good, but his reputation as a long-term sickly person made people ignore his appearance.

He rarely attended banquets in the palace. Some important ones came and sat for a while and then left first on the grounds of poor health, so the noble ladies really didn't pay attention to this prince for a long time.

Luo Qingrou was stunned when she saw Meng Huo and Luo Qingqing came together, and then her face became very ugly. What does Luo Qingqing mean by this? Knowing that Meng Huo is her fiancé, does she want to snatch him away?

Although she doesn't like this unpopular prince, it doesn't mean that she wants to give this man to Luo Qingqing.

Luo Qingrou's hands twisted the handkerchief in her hand vigorously. Suddenly, she smiled softly and walked over enthusiastically, "My daughter greets the Eighth Prince."

"No need to be polite." Meng Huo replied coldly.

"Qingqing, where have you been? Everyone is waiting for you. Everyone was painting just now. They are almost done. They are waiting for you. Your position is over there. Start quickly and don't let everyone wait for you." Luo Qingrou pulled Ping'an to a drawing board.

All the noble ladies looked at her, as if they wanted to see whether Luo Qingqing could paint.

Luo Zhijin walked over, "Qingrou, so much time has passed. How can Qingqing catch up with everyone else's progress? Besides, this drawing board is not prepared for Qingqing. It is obviously placed here casually."

"Sister, I am also afraid that Qingqing will feel uncomfortable when she sees that everyone has it. If Qingqing is really not good at painting, then forget it." Luo Qingrou looked aggrieved.

Luo Zhijin was almost mad at this woman.

"You can't paint, but you still come to the flower viewing banquet. It's really funny." Zhao Xiang sneered.

Meng Kai learned his lesson this time and stopped talking. He had suffered twice from this girl, and it was impossible for him to suffer a third time.

This girl was cunning and cruel. If he wanted to deal with her, he had to be ruthless, otherwise these small fights would definitely make her turn the tables again.

But he didn't remind Zhao Xiang, he wanted to see what tricks this woman could play.

"Oh? If I can paint, will this young man kowtow to me in public and become my disciple?" Ping An raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Meng Huo looked at her and frowned slightly. Zhao Xiang was a man with a bad heart. He didn't like his actions.

He was worried that Luo Qingqing would suffer.

"Whether you can paint or not, what does it have to do with me? Why should I kowtow to you? Do you have any shame to say such things as a girl?" Zhao Xiang caught her and scolded her.

He didn't believe that she could still stay in the circle of nobles in Kyoto after he scolded her like this today.

He scolded her to tears today!

"Since I said so, of course I can paint. Not only can I paint, but I can also take first place. Do you believe it?" Ping An looked fearless.

Everyone, "..."

Everyone thought she was bragging. The best painter in Kyoto was Liu Xiang, the eldest daughter of the Loyal and Brave Marquis's Mansion.

"Hahahaha, this is so funny. I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen such a shameless person!" Zhao Xiang suddenly laughed exaggeratedly.