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Chapter 898: The Heir Controversy 27

She was just thinking about what to draw and how to draw it, when she saw that the two princesses over there were already swaying their strokes.

What the second princess painted seemed to be about flowers blooming and wealth. Dai Yuan remembered seeing a sample picture on a cross-stitch, and it was extraordinary that she could draw it. She couldn't do it herself.

Looking at the three princesses, the painting seems to be a garden outing, and the appearance of the daughter's family is vividly displayed on the paper...

Mizukage might not be able to help him this time.

So Dai Yuan took out the charcoal pencil from the space ring, which was leftover from the last time she and Daodao painted a portrait of a beauty.

I don’t know how to use a writing brush, so charcoal pens are more affordable.

Dai Yuan thought of the moon, the moon on the rose forest and lake, so charming, those clear brilliance...

She used a charcoal pencil to draw a bright moon shining down on the paper, a quiet lake like an emerald orchid, and next to it were the roses that were about to be put away...

With just a few strokes, a picture of the bright moon was completed, and Dai Yuan also wrote a poem below:

I once wanted the moonlight to be like water, long and clear, shining thousands of miles softly on the curtain hook.

I once wanted to let the moonlight accompany the wind, fill my sleeves, and let the world of mortals roll in my hands.

I once wanted the moonlight and songs to play on the mountains and flowing water forever.

I once wanted to let the moonlight and curling clouds come out of Xiu Xiu and come back. I have looked back many times...

I once wanted the moonlight to be dyed with clear frost and red maples, and the autumn light to ripple across the fields.

I once wanted the moonlight to sink into the wine and mourn the past and present, and the drunken moon to seal the thousand rivers.

I once wanted the moonlight to be as beautiful as the fragrance of lotuses collected thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River.

I once wanted to let the moonlight shine on the long orchid and write about the vicissitudes of life.



All in all, this poem uses more pen and ink than painting...

The two princesses saw Dai Yuan's gloomy look... and didn't take it to heart at all. Is that called painting?

Don’t embarrass the Moon Clan…

Dai Yuan draws the slowest, but the fastest...

When she held the pen like a space ring, the two of them were still coloring!

Alas, painting is not my special skill anyway, talking nonsense is. If you lose, you lose.

I really don’t understand what inheriting the throne has to do with these useless things...

These are just for cultivating sentiments, but they are used for the emperor's exam... they might as well be a few brain teasers.

Will future emperors only know these things? Will they be able to govern the country well?

When it comes to governing a country, strategy and strategy are the most important.


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