Yi Shuihan had no intention of performing his skills at all. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. If Ling Xiaoran didn't speak out and pointed out that she wanted her to come forward to perform, of course she would not recommend herself.
But this still came out of Ling Xiaoran's mouth.
"The top scholar can show off his talent casually." Ling Xiaoran's mouth caught a faint smile.
Yi Shuihan knew that he could not escape, so he put down the cup in his hand, stood up and said, "Yes, the emperor."
Yi Shuihan walked to the middle of the banquet slowly and tightly, unable to tell what expression was on her face. She seemed a little happy, a little untroubled, and a little helpless and entangled.[
Shangguan Ling was also at the scene. She sat in front of her and didn't see Yi Shuihan. She thought Yi Shuihan hadn't come. At this time, Mr. Yi's style always stunned everyone's eyes. She even felt that Qianxue was not worthy of it at all.
Young Master Yi.
"The emperor, I am not very talented and knowledgeable, and I am not proficient in writing poems and chanting poems, so I don't need to show my ugly appearance in front of many talented men, so I decided to perform a little magic trick."
When everyone heard this, it was the first time they heard the magic thing, and they all looked forward to it. In an instant, the whole audience became quiet.
Yi Shuihan folded a yellow flower and said, "Everyone can see clearly, this is a flower. The magic I want to perform is called 'Whose Flower Falls'." Of course, this name was temporarily raised by her.
"Everyone can see clearly. Now this flower is in my palm." Yi Shuihan held the palm of his hand with the back of his hand facing up.
"Now I want to walk around the scene for a while, don't blink." After speaking, Yi Shuihan walked around the scene for half a circle. Because the circle was too long, I just walked halfway.
Everyone was wondering why they had to walk around with a flower. Countless eyes stared at the hand of the flower that Yi Shuihan held, fearing that the flower would fly away with a flash god.
Yi Shuihan walked half a circle, returned to his original position, and stretched out his fist: "Guess if that flower is still in my palm?"
As soon as these words came out, someone laughed and his fists had never been released. How could the flower disappear? But the top scholar asked this, so he should be sure to get the flowers in his palm.
After this, some people say they are there, and some people say they are not there.
"Congratulations to everyone who said they were not here, you guessed it right, but unfortunately, there is no reward."
Everyone laughed, the top scorer was really humorous.
Yi Shuihan spread his palms and the flower was indeed gone.
Everyone widened their eyes. There were hundreds of pairs of eyes looking at them. It was impossible to miss them. Why did this flower disappear?
Yi Shuihan said: "Please guess who this flower falls on."
Everyone glanced at the audience and finally set their eyes on the heads of the concubines in green palace clothes. They saw a small yellow flower on the concubine's hair bun, which was the flower in the hands of the top scholar just now.
Everyone was even more confused. How did the flower come to the emperor's concubine?
Ling Yiran glared at Yi Shuihan. He even dared to covet the fifth brother's concubine, and he was openly coveted. He was extremely brave!
The concubine in green clothes was Yan Zhaoyi. She had a quiet face. When she noticed the gazes that everyone was coming, her face turned into a perfect smile. But when she saw everyone staring at her head, her eyes flashed in her eyes
After a trace of imperceptible anger, I reached out to my head and touched it. There was something like a tender thing. I took it down and saw that it was obviously the flower in the man's hand just now. [