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Everyone knows that the emperor has a lot of ghost ideas. Some people look at the emperor with expectant eyes, and some people stare at Xia Yongling with gloating eyes.

But it was okay to look at the emperor, look at Master Xia a few more, and how many little palace girls have blushed.

Ye Liuli caught this side and immediately understood, and said to the palace ladies, "Are you all handkerchiefs?"

The palace ladies were puzzled, "Return to the emperor, the slaves brought handkerchiefs."

Ye Liuli laughed. "Take out my handkerchief."

The misty maidens pulled out their handkerchiefs and unfolded.

I saw that a handkerchief was either embroidered with its own name, or embroidered with flowers, grass, birds, fish, and fish, but these patterns were embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief, with only a small decoration and mark.

"Summer, get your pen and ink."

"Yes, emperor."

Midsummer went to fetch ink and came back.

Xia Yongling was curious and very curious! At this moment I really wanted to know what was in the emperor's mind outside the apostasy.

Ye Liuli said, "In this way, I will punish Master Xia to write something on everyone's handkerchiefs. Or write or draw, depending on everyone's will, whatever you want him to paint, he will have to paint, what he wants to write, he You have to write something. "

Everyone was pleasantly surprised, and the joy that could not be concealed on the faces of Zhang Jiaoqiao.

Yuzhu rolled her eyes and mumbled, "What punishment is this? Are the words and paintings he wrote worth the money?"

Ye Liuli dragged Yuzhu over and whispered, "You stupid brother, of course you have your brother Xishi, who is immune to handsome Xia. Look at the expressions of the little palace girls. Whose daughter is not pregnant? You are not rare. Many people are rare. "

"Impossible!" Yu Zhu turned her head angrily and looked at the words in her back.

Because she saw that the little palace girls were blushing, and they were twisting their handkerchiefs.

She loved Brother Shih Tzu, and of course knows how women look when they like men.

Yuzhu pursed her mouth and whispered, "Well, even if they like it, the master cannot marry them to Xia Yongling, right?"

"How dare I marry this easily? Idiot," Ye Liuli whispered, "just let the little palace girls chase the stars."

"What do you mean by chasing stars?" Yuzhu didn't understand.

Ye Liuli squeezed his eyes. "I'll talk to you in detail later."

On the other side, the palace ladies can't wait. One person put a handkerchief on the table and said shyly, "Slaves have seen Master Xia, and slaves are most fond of plum blossoms. Can Master Xia draw a plum blossom for slaves?"

Xia Yongling nodded slightly, then the pen tip was dipped in cinnabar, and the wrist was lightly moved. The soft nib in the middle moved like a small fish over the pad, and then changed a pen to dipped in ink and added a few times.

An animated plum blossom appeared on the parchment.

The world's painting of plum means its strength. The so-called plum blossom fragrance comes from the bitter cold. In order to highlight the pride, the focus of its painting is on the branches.

However, Xia Yongling's writing is just the opposite. The plum blossom is the main branch, as if the woman who once was a vassal is pushed to the high stage and proudly blooms.

When many thoughtful women saw this scene, they were deeply moved, and when they looked at Xia Yongling's handsome cheeks, they were no longer just appreciating beauty, but with a touch of admiration.

The painted parcel was carefully taken away by the owner, and another one was put on it, "Slave greets Master Xia, and slave yells Xiaoyun. I wonder if Master Xia can write inscriptions for slaves?"