After rebirth, the black medical concubine abused the scum with the green tea script

Xia Qingyao stood quietly behind Princess Chen, Princess Cheng, with a smile on her face, looking at Su Zhang with emotionless eyes.

Her mother-in-law does love her daughter, but it's not her who loves her.

She came today as an imperial physician accompanying the Cheng family. She was not attending the banquet on her own, so there was no reason to agree to it privately.

Xia Qingyao just remained silent.

"Oh, it was my negligence," Su Zhangshi smiled while covering his mouth, "I forgot that Miss Xia has only returned to the capital not long ago, and she has been busy studying medicine in Qingzhou, so she probably doesn't have much time to study painting."

Qingzhou is a famous place of exile in the Liang Kingdom, and Xia Qingyao is a female court judge, which is unique to this dynasty, so she naturally attracts people's attention. Her past has long been known clearly by the female relatives present.

Then some of the female relatives whispered to each other:

"She grew up in the Qingzhou quarry."

"Being exiled in a quarry, it's already great if you can learn medical skills. How can you have the chance to learn painting?"

"I heard that she had a disagreement with the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion. Miss Su and Prince Chen had been getting along for a long time, but she suddenly showed up..."

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When Xia Qingyao heard the discussion, he only listened with his left ear and his right ear. He didn't take it seriously at all.

However, the finger was pointed at Xia Qingyao, and Princess Chen was unhappy.

Mrs. Cheng frowned and said calmly: "Xia Yuan Judgment."

"I'm here." Xia Qingyao walked around to Mrs. Cheng and bowed respectfully.

"Did you hear Madam Zhenyuan Hou's proposal?"

"Yes, Princess."

"can you?"

"Wei Chen can give it a try."

As soon as Xia Qingyao finished speaking, many ladies and ladies around him started laughing in low voices.

The noble girl who had just played a guzheng piece and suggested that Su Yurou perform a dance covered her mouth and said with a smile:

"Painting is not something that happens overnight, nor is it something that you can just start painting after seeing other people painting well and thinking that you can do it too."

It's obviously a mockery of Xia Qingyao who doesn't know how to do it, but still has the courage to show off. Seeing that Su Yurou can draw, she takes it for granted that she can also draw.

The atmosphere suddenly became strange, and the female relatives became quiet.

On the other side of the flower wall, young and curious men and women gathered beside the flower wall, looking curiously towards this side, as if they were waiting for a good show.

Su Yurou saw that Xia Qingyao was being thrust into the spotlight, and she actually bowed in front of Princess Jing and was speechless. For such a powerful person, she didn't even talk back when the others were talking, so she knew that she really couldn't draw.

That's right, Xia Qingyao was exiled in the quarry, doing hard labor while also learning medical skills. Only if he had the opportunity to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, would he be a ghost!

Su Yurou anxiously walked to Xia Qingyao, held her arm, and explained to the people around her with a smile:

"It's my fault. Sister Xia is shy and doesn't like to show off in front of others. I spoke rashly and embarrassed Sister Xia."

Among the ladies attending the banquet today, who wouldn’t want to show off in front of powerful people like Princess Dexian, Princess Chen, and the wife of the mighty general?

When Su Yurou said that Xia Qingyao didn't like to show off in front of others, it seemed like they were vulgar people who were eager to show off.

Then a lady murmured in a low voice: "If you don't want to show off, what are you doing here? She is the only one who is noble."

The girl's voice was not loud, but it penetrated deeply into everyone's ears.

Cheng unfolded the sandalwood fan and shook it, feeling impatient in his heart.

"In that case, you can just make a painting at will. Today is just a banquet, and everyone is gathering together to have fun. Don't ruin the fun of all the ladies and ladies."

Although Cheng's words were gentle, one could clearly hear his displeasure. The noble ladies and daughters who had just talked so casually felt a little frightened, and they all consciously kept their mouths shut.

"Yes, I understand." Xia Qingyao responded respectfully, then turned to Su Yujudao, "I didn't prepare any paper and pen, so I need to borrow Miss Su's paper and pen."

Su Yurou looked at Xia Qingyao's obviously frightened and helpless expression, and felt as happy as if she was about to celebrate the New Year, but there was an apologetic smile on her face:

"Of course I have paper and pen, but I'm really sorry for Sister Xia. I just said it but didn't mean it. I didn't want to but brought you such a big trouble."

"It's okay, it's not a trouble." Xia Qingyao smiled generously.

However, in the eyes of everyone, it was clear that Xia Qingyao was being pushed to the bottom and could only accept his fate because he could not resist.

When Su Zhang saw Xia Qingyao being so embarrassed, she almost couldn't control herself from laughing out loud. She covered her face with her fan and laughed secretly.

Su Yurou turned around in annoyance and told her maid: "Go and prepare some good snowflakes for Sister Xia."

Of course she had to prepare the best paper for Xia Qingyao, so that Xia Qingyao would not find a reason why she couldn't draw because her paper was not good.

A servant took Su Yurou's painting of a tiger ascending the mountain aside. Mrs. Chen, the wife of the mighty general who had been concentrating on the painting just now, sighed happily and stood aside with a smile.

It seems that he is impartial. How he saw Su Yurou's painting just now, now he plans to see Xia Qingyao's painting.

Xia Qingyao walked to the large painting desk, picked up the pen Su Yurou had just used, and dipped it in thick ink.

He lifted the pen and hung it on the paper, but didn't write for a long time.

A drop of ink slowly gathered on the tip of the pen, and it seemed to have a tendency to drip down.

Su Yurou looked at the drop of ink, feeling extremely happy and shouting in her heart: Xia Qingyao, you have made me lose face so many times, now it is finally your turn, and you have this day too!

Mrs. Su Zhang also had a proud look on her face, and she was already thinking about how she could show her generosity after Xia Qingyao was embarrassed, and even give her a good stab. It would be best if she could make Xia Qingyao so embarrassed that she would never come out to see talents again.

Good, that way her secret won't be revealed.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xia Qingyao. Just when Princess Chen thought that Xia Qingyao would put down her pen and say "I can't draw", Xia Qingyao suddenly moved.

Just when a drop of ink was about to fall, Xia Qingyao suddenly started writing, splashing ink with a brush, and the pen moved smoothly and smoothly.

On a moonlit night in the snow-capped mountains, the pine waves listen to the wind, the fierce tigers walk on the top of the mountains, the tigers roar in the mountains and forests, the air shakes the mountains and rivers, and the aura of "I am the only one" is vividly written on the paper.

The moment Xia Qingyao started writing, the garden could only hear the musicians playing in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and could no longer hear the comments of pity or ridicule from the female family members.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the slender bean green figure next to the painting table. On the other side of the flower wall, the Erlangs stretched their necks to get a better view.

Murong Zheng looked at Xia Qingyao's calm and calm demeanor when he was writing. There was actually a bit of freedom and calmness when he started writing. It was completely different from the daughter's attitude that Su Yurou had just carefully crafted when painting. He felt inexplicably.

fiery.

Chen, the wife of the mighty general beside Xia Qingyao, was dumbfounded and could not speak at all:

"This, this is... Xu Bai's Roaring Tigers in the Mountain Forest? Court Judge Xia, if you... this painting, this tiger's demeanor, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, someone would have brought this painting to me and said it was Xu Bai's

Even if it was written by his own hand, I would believe it! This is simply what Xu Bai did!"

"What?" Su Zhang stood up in confusion.

Su Yurou on the side widened her eyes in disbelief and murmured: "This is impossible..."