Empress True Colors

Under Jing Hengbo's arrangement, the servants put up a curtain on the stage. After Jing Hengbo and Chang Fang entered the curtain, everyone waited underneath. They all knew that painting was the most time-consuming. Some people walked away to buy food, while others sat down. After drinking water, someone started to bet on how long the Queen could paint a picture.

"Buy it and leave it! Buy it and leave it!" Yi Qi was the most active banker jumping up and down among them.

"I bet for an hour!"

"I bet half an hour!"

"I bet..." Yi Qi was about to bet on half an hour, when she suddenly turned her head.

The eater raised his head, forgetting to chew the scum in his mouth; the drinker lowered his head suddenly, almost choking to death.

The curtain above suddenly opened.

Chang Fang staggered out, his hands trembling, he took a few steps and raised his head, his lips moved, as if he was too excited to restrain himself.

Everyone stood up in shock, not understanding what happened again. Someone murmured: "The painting is too ugly, did it startle the great sage?"

Only Yi Qi rolled his eyes, his eyes lit up, and suddenly he clapped his hands, "I bet for a moment! The drawing is now done!"

"Ridiculous!" Everyone scoffed.

It is also possible to do it quickly for a quarter of an hour, but how can it be possible to draw it right now? The drawing paper has not had time to roll out yet.

A smile flashed across Xuanyuan Jing's eyes, and he stepped forward to help Chang Fang, "Chang Lao, why is this so? But the painting is too sloppy? How can Chang Lao's ancient appearance be smeared by common pens, we must..."

His eloquence was interrupted by Chang Fang's joyful cry.

"The sky has eyes!" Chang Fang spread his arms and looked up to the sky and shouted, "Goddess of the final descendant, give me the wilderness!"

Xuanyuan Jing's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and the muscles on his face convulsed.

A group of people at the bottom threw away food and water, and those who wanted to lie down turned over with a grunt.

As expected, Yi Qi was the one with the quickest reaction, and when she rolled her eyes, she was already ecstatically accepting the bet, "I won! Pay me, pay me!"

"The great sage..." Xuanyuan Jing's voice was a little dry.

Old man Chang seems to have become more energetic suddenly, and briskly let him go, and said seriously: "I can prove it. Your Majesty has already painted it, and as she said, it is extremely fast! Realistic! Exactly!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and they all knew that Chang Fang was a strict and strict person, with a personality that could pick out the bones from the egg. When he said such words, his authority was like the veil that fell red on the wedding night.

"That being the case," someone said, "please show it for us to look up to."

"No." The old guy tightened his clothes, "This painting is miraculous and magical. The Queen said that too many people will kill its spirituality. The old man promised the Queen not to show it to too many people."

"You have to give me a proof, right?" Xuanyuan Jing squinted at him, "If the great sage doesn't show it, is there something wrong with it?"

"The old man sees that you are going against the queen everywhere, so you have a ghost in your heart!" Chang Fang didn't give him any face, he flicked his sleeves, and Xuanyuan Jing's old face was livid.

When the curtain was lifted, Jing Hengbo came out with a smile, walked on a catwalk with a variety of styles, and said, "My painting is indeed magical. Not only will people lose their aura if they look at it too much, but also..." She smiled and glanced at Xuanyuan Jingsang Dong Feiluo and others said, "Those with bad intentions will quickly blur even if they paint well."

"What nonsense!" Xuanyuanjing snorted coldly.

"Great sage, why don't you show it to your colleagues who you think are reliable?" Jing Hengbo smiled.

Chang Fang walked up to the officials of Li Si as if he was carrying a treasure, and carefully took out a... photo.

Of course he thought it was a painting.

In the curtain just now, the queen asked him to look into the distance, tilted his head slightly, and walked to his side by herself. Don't be nervous when he hears any sound, and don't be distracted, it's a moment of inspiration given by God, don't move to disturb him.

He did the same, sitting sideways, staring intently at a wisp of white clouds in the sky, and was worrying about whether the old bone would go wrong after sitting in this position for a long time, when suddenly he heard a click, and then the queen said, okay.

Old Chang Fang was frightened.

Later, he was even more frightened when he saw the "exactly the same error-free ultra-fast miniature painting that no one has been able to match throughout the ages".

Now he took out his things happily, ready to scare others.

Sure enough, those officials who woke up and were staring at the queen with resentment, scolding her for deceiving the world in their hearts, barely poked their heads, and their eyes widened.

This, this, this... is this a painting?

Is there such a painting in the world?

On the "picture", Chang Fang is sitting sideways, looking at the sky. The pale yellow light and shadow of the afternoon hit his gray eyebrows, mottled and deep, and his eyes were deep and deep, telling the silent vicissitudes and the accumulation of years.

What's even more astonishing is that, from the eyebrows, to the skin tone, to every wrinkle on that face, it was as clear as if Chang Fang was standing in front of him, and even a small mole on the neck was clearly visible.

The "picture" fully shows Chang Fang's age and appearance, but the perfect light and shadow conceals that oldness, making people not feel how weak and old the old man in the painting is, but only the deep wisdom of the elders and wise men. Calm and elegant, rushing towards the face.

The sunset is infinitely good, not afraid of the dusk.

They are all people who know the goods, and the perfect brushwork, light and shadow of this "painting" immediately aroused everyone's admiration. The only pity is that the painting is too small.

Everyone could see that old Chang Fang loved this "painting" to the bone. He had just handed it out for a while, and he began to urge, "Everyone, be careful! Be careful! Ah! Don't breathe! Don't exclaim! Look good!" Is it? The old man is going to put it away!"

Everyone couldn't help but sigh. Even the pickiest of courtesy, when he was reluctant to return it, he couldn't help sighing: "Dige's most outstanding painter can't be as good as this! It really is a god's brush, and it can't be done by human power!"

The unsmiling Chang Fang smiled at the moment, fearing that other people's fingers would stain his treasure, he quickly took it. Judging from his movements of carefully opening the three layers of brocade and wrapping the "painting" layer by layer, this thing is probably from now on. Often a family heirloom.

The ministers looked at it with admiration and envious eyes. They all felt that such a "painting" was hard to find in the world. It would be great if they had one, so that they could leave a memory for future generations. Such things can be passed down from generation to generation and will never be annihilated.

People always have an unspeakable fear of what happens behind them. Sometimes what they fear is not death, but the complete disappearance of themselves. It is difficult for everyone to bear the traces of being here that have been completely erased from then on. That's why later generations have various video records to comfort people's fear of annihilation behind them. So at this moment, this extremely clear "portrait" is far more attractive to everyone than ordinary luxury goods.

Jing Hengbo stared at everyone's expressions and smiled happily, thinking that in the near future, there will probably be a fortune.

But at this moment, the usage of this Polaroid is not finished yet.

She glanced at Fei Luo, at this moment Fei Luo was talking to the people around him with his head turned sideways, and then walked a few steps, facing Jing Hengbo sideways.

Jing Hengbo seized the opportunity to put down his sleeves, and while wiping his sweat sideways, said: "It's so hot..." and quickly clicked one.

Fei Luo seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly turned around, Jing Hengbo had already put down her sleeves, waited a while, and when the photo came out, she took a look at it by raising her sleeves, and smiled.

There was a minister in the audience, who was asking her at this time: "I wonder if Your Majesty would like to use his wonderful pen for us..."

"My lord," Jing Hengbo raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "This is a trivial matter, but I advise you to be cautious when drawing in public. This is a technique bestowed by God, and it is not something I can control. God The technique of giving comes with the ability to distinguish character. The nobler the character, the clearer it is. The portrait of the great sage is clear and lifelike, all because of his noble character, which is his own self-cultivation. Whoever can't pass the test, If the drawing is blurry, then you can’t blame me.”

The official said "uh" and didn't dare to say any more, but Fei Luo sneered and said: "It's nonsense! This paintbrush is in your hands, Your Majesty. If you want to draw clearly, you can draw clearly. Shake it up and then get confused, what kind of god-given technique are you talking about! When did I, the Queen of the Great Desolation, pretend to be a ghost and try to deceive everyone! Do you really think that there is no discerning person in this court?"

Some ministers agreed, feeling that the Queen's words were too arbitrary. This talent can't be admitted casually, otherwise in the future, if she doesn't like whoever she sees, and deliberately paints him down, that person will bear the reputation of a "villain" for the rest of her life unjustly? How can that be!

"My lady's words are wrong." Chang Fang immediately shook his beard, and said coldly, "How do you know it's absurd if you haven't tried it? Besides, the painting that His Majesty gave to the old minister just now is indeed not human. Can you say that this is not a technique bestowed by God?"

"The painting is finer." Fei Luo didn't think so, "Besides, even if she has a god-given skill in painting, if it is said that the painting is blurred, it is also a god-given. I am the first to not believe it."

"What's the reason for the Fei Luo female protest so fiercely?" Jing Hengbo suddenly interjected, blinking, "You have such a good character, but you can't draw it anyway. Or do you know in your heart that your character is not good, so you are afraid that you will be confused by me? , that’s why you strongly oppose it?”

"My character is not something you can draw." Fei Luo sneered, "It's useless to provoke you."

Jing Hengbo curled his lips, and said with a smile, "You really can't draw a picture of your character. Your painting style is unique and intoxicating. After all, you get married at the age of twelve, and you will die three times. The more your husband lives, the more unlucky you are, the wonderful thing that a normal person really can't draw it."

"Jing Hengbo!" Fei Luo suddenly stood up and waved his hand, "Come on—"

Gong Yin and the others were about to get up.

Jing Hengbo also raised his hand, higher than Fei Luo, and threw a "portrait" on the ground with a slap.

"What do you want to do? Ah? You want to assassinate? Do you want to assassinate their queen in front of tens of thousands of people? Or do you want to assassinate them in front of this group of officials who want the people to live and work in peace and contentment? Hope's new master?" She pointed to her nose, "Think? Come if you want, come!"

Fei Luo's raised footsteps stopped, her pink face had already turned purple, she felt uncomfortable being stared at by thousands of people, her legs were lifted in the air, and she felt as if she was being pressed against them by a mighty force, Don't dare to lift it up, don't want to let it go.

Jing Hengbo didn't intend to let her go at all.

If you don't teach her a lesson, more Fei Luo will come out to confront her face to face in the future, and she doesn't have the time to deal with them one by one!

"If you don't come up, don't come up. You didn't stand here in the first place." Jing Hengbo tipped his toes and kicked the photo to the next ceremony official, "For your face, you have to seek abuse! I will draw on your character." Not coming out? Come on, everyone, pass by and have a look at the unique painting style of our female counterpart!"

A group of etiquette officials leaned over and looked at the photo, their faces changed.

Fei Luo's eyes widened in astonishment. She didn't know when Jing Hengbo made a portrait of herself?

"When I was painting the great sage before, I saw a beautiful sideways movement of the female figure. On a whim, I also drew a picture of the female figure. Who knew that after the painting, it was very blurry. I want to save some face for the female figure. , so I put it away. I don’t want to be a girl, but I always have trouble with me..." Jing Hengbo looked at the sky sadly, "Oh, I am such a kind girl..."

Yeluqi laughed, and Gong Yin lowered his head to drink tea, the tea was clear and blue, reflecting a faint smile on his lips.

Such a cunning woman.

It's not uncommon to use external force, but what's strange is that she can play tricks and play tricks even though it's just one thing. What kind of eyes, what kind of spirit, what kind of subtle portrait, what kind of portrait to distinguish character... If you change the direction and method, it will become a new kind of magic in her mouth, this kind of extravagant ability, this kind of flexible and transparent thinking, a first-class politician Nothing compares.

It takes talent to lie. Timing, psychology, sophistry, all are indispensable. She dealt with the common people of the Great Wilderness, Chang Fang, officials, and enemies in different ways. She suppressed the common people first and then raised them, went deeper with Chang Fang step by step, treated Sang Tong more negatively than you, and Fei Luobu. Step by step, and then flatter all the officials by the way, to reduce the hostility of everyone.

Linglongxin's slender fingers played with the minds of thousands of people, and the entire school examination ceremony stage became a stage for her alone.

…

The "portrait" was passed on in the hands of hundreds of officials, and everyone looked strange and surprised. Fei Luo looked at everyone's expressions, and gradually changed from anger to surprise to anxiety.

She couldn't believe how a portrait could make everyone show that kind of expression, even if it was blurred, it might be the Queen who deliberately blurred it.

"Look." Jing Hengbo giggled, "Can this kind of painting be made by intentionally painting it?"

Everyone is silent.

In the "portrait", Fei Luo's lower body is extremely clear, her clothes and skirts, her figure and movements, are clearly her. But from the neck up, a face was swept into one piece in an extremely strange way, leaving only a phantom with color. It can still be seen that it is her, and even the outline of the face can be seen, but the deformation is beyond recognition. Look, the hairs on the back are blown up.

Most of the people know how to draw, and they all know that the so-called painting paste is damaged, and most of them have traces to follow. The brush is too light or too heavy, the strokes are skewed, and the coloring is brushed by the sleeve. It is possible that the so-called painting is damaged That's it, it really doesn't stand up to scrutiny. However, looking at the portrait at this moment, the kind of blur is indescribable, and it is also round and round, with no trace to be found. It gives people the feeling that this person suddenly blurs in reality and is covered by light, rather than the effect that a person can draw.

Many people wanted to object, but facing such a special light and shadow, they really couldn't say anything against it. Because of this effect, I broke out in a cold sweat. I was afraid that I would take the lead in opposing it. What should I do if I want to show His Majesty a fancy painting? Your Majesty's painting is not something you can escape by saying you don't draw it, she can give you one immediately!

At that time, even if I insist that the painting was bad intentionally, but so many people know it well, in the future, the officialdom and political voice will inevitably have one more excuse to be criticized, not to mention that tens of thousands of people will be watching in this game. Even better than Fangchuan!

Now the most rebellious and most opposed officials did not dare to speak out publicly.

"What's going on?" Fei Luo couldn't stand the weird atmosphere, couldn't stand the strange eyes that everyone glanced at him, walked over quickly, snatched the photo and looked at it, his face turned blue immediately, and he didn't say anything Tear off, "This is not me! How could this be me! This is intentional blurring! On purpose!"

Several masters who love to paint are studying the strangeness of this portrait with great interest, and they secretly call it a pity that they cannot be rescued in time.

"Since you said it wasn't you, why are you emphasizing that you did it on purpose? If it wasn't you, it's none of your business to do it on purpose, so why should you tear it up?" Jing Hengbo always knows how to beat a snake seven inches. People who didn't see the photo and didn't know why, Qiqi gave a meaningful "Oh!"

Fei Luo gritted her teeth, and walked away again—a man who knows the current affairs is a hero, at least at today's welcome ceremony, everyone can see that it is absolutely impossible to win with the Queen. She hijacked the hearts of the people, conquered the sages, relied on the national teacher, and also mastered all kinds of magical arts at her fingertips. Who knows what she will do next? Who has no scruples about things that cannot be guessed?

Jing Hengbo also chased and beat Feiluo endlessly, today he just planted a small thorn in Fei Luo's head, and he couldn't shake his roots, and the days to come will be long.

"Everyone," she changed the subject with a smile, "I will take this skill as an apprentice in the future, but I will only teach him how to make miniature paintings. It is a god-given ability to distinguish people's character by portraits. Give it to you at will. So if you want to leave a subtle portrait of yourself in the future, you still have a chance."

Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and many people were excited.

Many people have taken a fancy to this kind of portrait, but they are afraid of the terrible skill of "if the painting is blurred, the character is not good", so they dare not try it. Once you hear that the art of distinguishing character through portraits will not be passed on to future generations, then there is no need to worry about it. Some senior senior officials are already thinking that in the future, the queen's apprentice will sell paintings as a teacher, and they will have to buy one.

Jing Hengbo observed the words and expressions, and the corner of his lips curled up.

Wanzhong played Polaroid before, creating the biggest sensation, and it was you old **** who were caught.

The photographic paper is limited, so one photo is one less. The ones for the Great Sage are considered advertisements, and the ones for Fei Luo are considered warnings, and they will be used to make money afterwards. When my sister’s photo studio opens, I will kill you guys, um, how much should I order? One thousand taels? Ten thousand taels?

With a twist of the finger, I put away the Polaroid. I have played enough with this one today. Technology products are limited, and each one must be used to its maximum effect, and it cannot be wasted casually.

"My ability..." She raised her chin with a smile, "Have you seen everything clearly this time?"

The surroundings were quiet for a while, and then there was a commotion. The great sage, Chang Fang, came up to the stage with a straight gait, and bowed to Jing Hengbo to the end in full view of everyone.

"My humble minister, Chang Fang, apologizes for being disrespectful to the queen at the beginning." He said, "My humble minister reads poetry and books in vain, does not know self-examination and is ignorant of people's abilities, has no eyesight, and contemptuous of His Majesty. Please punish your Majesty severely, so as to set an example to others."

Surrounded by awe-inspiring, great sages with high morals and a Qinghua character, he has never bowed his head to anyone for decades, and has never been criticized for being infallible in his life. Now everyone sees him trembling in public, his long snow-white hair trembling in the wind, They all felt pity and admiration.

Dare to face up to one's own mistakes at any time, do not shirk, cover up or evade, is the real courage, worthy of the word sage.

Jing Hengbo hurried forward to help each other, with a crisp laugh, "Oh, Mr. Chang, don't be so serious, I didn't make it clear myself. Come, come, sit, and I will often go to the palace to play in the future."

Chang Fang raised his head and saw clearly the unpretentious smile of the woman in front of him, which seemed to brighten up half the day.

Her snow-white fingers gently supported the back of his old and dark hand, black and white were vivid, making people feel the aging of time and the new life of wisdom.

Chang Fang didn't go to take her hand, he took a step back, let go of other people's support, opened his sleeves, and landed on his knees with a "boom".

The sound seemed to ring in everyone's heart.

The old man prostrated himself on the ground with a powerful voice that spread far and wide.

"Whoever seeks blessings for me will be my everlasting master!"

"God bless the Great Wilderness, welcome my Queen of Destiny today!"

The black crowd in the square fell down at the same time, the waves of human heads rolled away like black waves, and the sunlight lit up the eyes of the people, jumping away happily from the tips of countless hairs.

"God bless the Great Wilderness, welcome the Queen!"

The shouts are countless flying eagles, breaking through the sky and breaking away the smog clouds. Under the long sky, the rays of light are shining, like a bright neon road, connecting to the sky. In the path of light, the tall and slender woman in the flying dress raised her white chin slightly, and smiled like a bright cloud of the day.

…

This shout resounded in the city of Dige, and the sound was so majestic that it surpassed the cheers at the enthronement ceremony of Queen Mingcheng five years ago, and the cheers at the welcoming ceremony of Queen Tianning who successfully passed the test of the welcoming ceremony thirty-eight years ago. , surpassed the cheers when Queen Ruiheng, who was known as the wisest queen, promulgated the "Great Wilderness Code" 221 years ago, and perhaps even surpassed the cheers at the ancestor emperor, the founding empress, Queen Shengde, at the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven and enshrining Zen.

The voice travels through the sky, through time and space, awakening the destiny in the dark, revealing a bright and confused vision.

Jing Hengbo only felt that he was about to be lifted up by the huge sound wave, and he was almost intoxicated.

All kinds of grievances and grievances along the way are compensated in the glory of all the people at this moment. This is what she conquered by herself.

Although modern knowledge comes from plagiarism, she feels that she is a winner in grasping everyone's psychology.

If you want to make a breakthrough, you must restrain your desires first. Deliberately throwing out so many nos and lowering everyone's psychological expectations to a minimum, only then did the surprise soldiers stand out later, and everyone was shocked.

While enjoying the cheers triumphantly, she thought carefully about the bet with Gong Yin and she won, what punishment should she think of? streaking? Dance? Sing? She hesitated and struggled, thinking that he should do these things in public, and she would gain the upper hand once, so that he would have no face to bully her again. At the same time, she felt that it would be too cheap for the majority of perverts to see Gong Yin running naked, singing and dancing Without them, she should have it all to herself. Hesitant in every possible way, worried and incomprehensible, standing on the stage while staring at Gong Yin sideways while thinking about it...

Gong Yin on the grand teacher's chair under the stage had already received her gaze, moved the teacup in his hand, and slightly raised his eyebrows—you don't need to think about it, this guy must be thinking about a bet.

Thinking of the bet, she thought of her flushed face and heaving chest that day... those bright black and angry eyes approached her eyes, scorchingly bright.

It was he who finally missed it once... I am willing to admit defeat.

Suddenly in a good mood, he raised his eyebrows, looked at Jing Hengbo, and the corners of his lips curved slightly involuntarily.

Jing Hengbo's eyes straightened.

laugh!

Gong Dashen laughed!

It was the first time she saw Gong Dashen smiling at her from the bottom of his heart!

I have a go, that! what! beautiful!

It is a natural scenery, and it is a beautiful viburnum. It is the plain lightening the clouds, the jade dust scattered in the forest, the moonlight illuminating the mountains and the north, and the wind blowing through the flowers and blooming, like jade, like light, like a white under the sky, and the corners of his lips light up in his eyes .

When he laughed, his eyes were slightly curved, the deep black and slightly blue eyes were radiant, and his usual cold and cold air was instantly covered by a warm and gentle smile.

Jing Hengbo raised his hand to block his nose.

no more!

Don't get a nosebleed...

I also thought about what kind of punishment I wanted, so I asked him to smile to himself every day, with a light smile, a light smile, a superficial smile, anyway, it’s good to smile! What a waste if he doesn't smile normally!

Seeing her dizzy look, Gong Yin turned his eyes away, shook his head helplessly, the smile on his lips remained.

He beckoned the guards to back away, and asked someone to arrange the next step of welcoming the driver back to the palace. The crisis was over, so he had to return to the palace while the iron was hot, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

His gaze flicked over Yeluqi and the leader of the Zhanyu Department. One of them was arranged opposite to him, and the other was arranged farther away, just to avoid any further quarrel between these two families at the queen's welcoming ceremony. At this moment, seeing that there was no change in the people on both sides, he was slightly relieved.

Yeluqi's eyes wandered around, with a smile that was not a smile. A counselor beside him bent down and whispered in his ear: "My lord. I didn't expect the queen to pass, and at the moment she is very popular with the people. Look, the cut feathers People in Dige are watching the ceremony here at this moment, if we pretend to be people from Zhan Yubu at this time, we will attack the queen..."

Yeluqi frowned slightly, and glanced at Jing Hengbo.

…

Coincidentally, in an inconspicuous corner of the crowd, there are also people plotting.

"I didn't expect the Queen to pass the test," one said in a deep voice, "So, I have a new plan."

"oh?"

"Yeluqi killed our heir to the Zhanyu Department, and severely injured our forces in Beijing. This kind of hatred must be avenged. I thought that Gong Yin would just help us kill Yeluqi when he came back. Who knows, he didn't know why he was wrong. Medicine, actually put the stability of Dige as the first priority, and used the army to suppress us. Now the opportunity has come, the queen is being loved by the people at this moment, and she is entrusting the great sages with their hopes. If we pretend to be people from Yeluqi at this time, Attack the queen..."

…

Yeluqi's eyes shone with light, but only for a moment, and then his eyes turned to the stage.

She is smiling like a flower at this moment, her face is full of light, and her life can almost be said to be the most peak moment...

It's easy to knock her down right now...

Then he shook his head.

The counselor looked at him puzzled, and felt that this was a vicious and effective plan, and he didn't understand why the master gave up just like that.

Yeluqi smiled and said nothing, made a frame with his hands, framed Jing Hengbo's face in the frame, looked around, and sighed leisurely.

…

The staff of Li Si crowded to the front of the stage and called Jing Hengbo in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

"Ah?" Jing Hengbo couldn't hear clearly, his mood was excited, and he was still immersed in Gong Yin's alluring smile, and he stepped out with a big stride, "What's the matter..."

"laugh."

There was a slight sound, only Jing Hengbo heard it, her body froze, and she froze on the stage.

The officials and common people in the audience also seemed to realize something was wrong, and the cheers gradually died down.

Then their eyes widened.

A white line slowly emerged from the queen's waist, getting wider and wider... Oh no! That's not a line, that seems to be the queen's skin!

Jing Hengbo maintained a half-turned posture, staring at the growing crack in her waist. Just now, she walked too fast and stepped on the hem of the skirt, and when the skirt fell, she lost her loose waist I also pulled down, I don't know which sharp gem was caught on my waist, and I tore a huge hole in an instant...

She reacted quickly, and quickly covered the gap in her waist with one hand. The look of asking for help immediately swept towards Gong Yin.

It happened that today was the noon ceremony, and the weather was very hot. Everyone wore thin clothes and no capes.

Before, there were curtains on all sides, but after Jing Hengbo lowered the curtains, all the curtains had been removed.

Gong Yin reacted very quickly, and immediately got up and rushed to the stage.

At this moment, Jing Hengbo also came to his senses, and shouted at Sister Cui: "I have a small cloak in my box, give it to me!"

Sister Cui was startled, and hurriedly opened the box. The box was placed on the countertop for fear of getting dirty. When Sister Cui opened the box, she saw something and was suddenly startled.

She stayed there with a horrified expression on her face.

Jing Hengbo urged, "Hurry up!"

Sister Cui was reminded, but she didn't look for the cloak, and pressed her hand down, trying to close the box.

Before she had time to close the door, the crowd surged behind her, and she suddenly slipped under her feet, hitting the box with her whole body, the box slid out, and the things placed on top flew all over the table.

Everyone's eyeballs subconsciously flew all over the stage following the colorful things.

High heels, skirts, all kinds of oddly shaped short and small clothes, all kinds of oddly shaped bags, and a long, long, round, oddly shaped thing.

There were actually a lot of things flying out, and before everyone's eyes had time to identify them, they didn't see what they were, when suddenly a female voice screamed.

"Ah - what a shame!"

The voice seemed to come out from the crowd, trembling and sharp, full of anger and shyness, everyone in front of the stage looked at the stage in a daze, and something was rolling all the time... That strange but familiar, unbelievable shape gradually attracted The sight of many people.

Jing Hengbo was also taken aback.

want! Life! ah!

Why is this thing in the box! Even if it is in the box, it should be at the bottom, when did it turn up!

She thought desperately, and then she remembered that it seemed that she met a bad friend on the Internet a few years ago. When she celebrated her birthday, they said they would give her a woman's favorite and most indispensable peerless baby. She waited with full expectation, but the result It was a scam after it was sent. After laughing and playing for a while, she probably threw it in the interlayer of the box. She didn't care when she packed her luggage, because it was clearly packed in a bag...

At this time, it was exposed in full view of the public, and her thick skin couldn't stand it. What's more terrible is that this is ancient times, and this is a great wilderness with extremely strict rules. If the officials in front see this thing, how will she live in the future?

Gong Yin was also stunned there.

No matter how powerful a man is, he couldn't help being shocked when he suddenly saw that thing rolling under his feet.

this…

human?

His first reaction was to turn around and look at Jing Hengbo, his eyes were full of doubts, Jing Hengbo's pale face and open mouth seemed to be telling him a bad answer.

Gong Yin's heart was so messed up that he couldn't believe what he saw. At this moment, the thing was rolling to his feet, he lowered his head, feeling disgusted and embarrassed, subconsciously raised his foot and kicked it away.

After kicking away, there was a burst of "woo" exclamation from all around.

Gong Yin suddenly woke up.

No, this thing cannot be seen clearly by people!

If you have any doubts, let's talk about it later, now we can only destroy this thing immediately!

Gong Yin dashed out, and started chasing the tumbling thing all over the stage...

But the thing had already rolled down the stage, and countless people crowded forward to see it clearly.

Jing Hengbo also woke up from the shock at this time, and without a word, he waved his hands and took objects from the air to destroy the corpses and traces!

At this moment, with a "shua", Gong Yin grabbed the thing.

It felt so greasy and strange to the touch that it seemed real, but it made him feel sick to the point of throwing up.

The next moment the thing suddenly disappeared from his palm, Gong Yin turned around, and saw the thing flying towards Jing Hengbo's palm.

Terrible!

How could this thing be held by her!

It would be even worse to be seen!

At this time, it was too late to catch up and stop him, Gong Yin suddenly turned around, and with one hand he already had a thin knife in his hand, he raised the knife with both hands, turned around and slashed!

"Boom!" The high platform collapsed!

The smoke and dust filled the air, the wooden boards were flying, and large pieces of wooden boards were either tilted or sunken. People in front of the stage covered their faces and retreated to avoid being hurt. They vaguely heard the sound of flying above their heads. Someone shouted: "The queen is morally corrupt." , How can I, the wilderness, allow such a corrupt woman to eat me!"

Someone screamed again, "Feiyan Dao! A member of the Yelu family!"

Everyone could hear vaguely, and saw the shadow of the knife flickering in the smoke. They didn't care about anything, so they retreated one after another. When they retreated to a safe area and opened their eyes, they saw the high platform collapsed, faintly flashing the light of the knife, rolling things on the platform, and Queen, gone together.