She thought it would be great if she could play the piano and flute with Feng Qinghan. She has not practiced the flute that her brother gave her recently, and she has no time and space in the palace. She has already practiced nearly half of the music sheet, and every piece in it has been practiced.
They are all complicated and difficult to understand, but I still learned a lot.
She must find a chance to try the power of the flute sometime. One of the pieces of music she learned is about killing people invisibly, which is very suitable for situations where the enemy is outnumbered.
Wen Weining had finished playing on the stage, and her eyes looked lovingly at Feng Churui below. Feng Churui smiled at her, like the scorching sun, the rays of light were scorching, making Wen Weining's heart beat wildly.
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She deservedly became the champion, which made Wen Weiling very intolerable, so she went on stage to participate in the painting competition.
Suddenly, a voice sounded, causing Wei Nuan to turn her head and see Wen Weiling's provocative eyes, "Ninth Princess, didn't you really want to participate in such a literary competition in the past? Now think about it and give it a try?"
Because of Wen Weiling's words, everyone's eyes fell on Wei Nuan. Some were gloating, some were curious, some were contemptuous, and some were indifferent.
"When did I say that I wanted to participate in such a literary competition?" Wei Nuan's tone was full of confusion.
Wen Weiling didn't expect Wei Nuan to answer like this, and was choked to the point of being unable to speak. There was a sense that she was making trouble unreasonably.
"You always said you wanted to go out and have fun before. I thought you would want to participate. Now that you have this opportunity, aren't you going to give it a try?" Wen Weiling felt that she couldn't just give up. She had already said it. If she gave up now,
, even if he admits that he deliberately went against Wen Weiling.
"Second sister, I don't know these things. Does second sister want me to make a fool of myself on purpose?"
Wei Nuan said unceremoniously, but his face still looked innocent and confused, making people feel a little aggrieved and incomprehensible.
After all, he knew she was stupid and yet he still let her go on stage to compete. What else could he do if he didn't deliberately make her look embarrassed?
Originally, others still laughed at her, but after listening to the conversation between the two sisters, many people looked at Wen Weiling with disapproval, feeling that Wen Weiling had gone too far, why would she let an idiot go up there when she had nothing to do?
Noticing other people's gazes, Wen Weiling's face turned red. She was already impatient and couldn't hide her emotions, but now she was about to explode.
Just on the verge of Wen Weiling's explosion, Wei Nuan suddenly jumped up and ran up, "Second sister, since you want me to come on stage so much, how about I add a few strokes to your painting? It will definitely add a lot of color to you!"
Wen Weiling hadn't agreed yet, and before she could stop him, Wei Nuan picked up the brush and scribbled on Wen Weiling's original painting. The movement was so fast that it was hard to see clearly. By the time everyone came to their senses, Wei Nuan had already put down the brush.
, raised the painting on the table and laughed and said: "Second sister, look, isn't it beautiful? Spring in the lotus pond/The big tortoise in the color!"
Suddenly the crowd burst into laughter. Wen Weiling was so angry that her face turned the color of pig liver and she was trembling all over. Without thinking, she rushed forward to fight with Wei Nuan. When Wei Nuan saw Wen Weiling rushing up, she immediately screamed.
He yelled and ran towards Feng Qinghan, "Feng Qinghan, help! The second sister is going to hit me again! Help!"
Most people didn't see how Feng Qinghan moved. In just a moment, Feng Qinghan came to Wei Nuan's side. He clasped Wei Nuan's shoulder with one hand and pinched Wen Weiling's wrist with the other. Wen Weiling's face turned pale in pain.