Black-bellied Goddess: The Demon King of Cold Love Abducts Home

Chapter 271
To be honest, the way Feng Qinghuang looked at Lan Xuanyuan was really not like an elegant person who can play the piano, Lan Xuanyuan sat back in his seat and looked at Feng Qinghuang, "How, you are very surprised, you think I Shouldn't you be able to play the piano?"

"No." Feng Qinghuang denied, Lan Xuanyuan smiled, and said to Feng Qinghuang, "I will, there are still many things you don't know, but you have a lot of time to discover slowly, and I also have a lot Time will tell you slowly."

"Um, don't be so polite." Lan Xuanyuan's attainments in piano art really surprised Feng Qinghuang, but it didn't make Lan Xuanyuan change much in her heart.

Seeing everyone's astonishment, it seemed that this was the first time Lan Xuanyuan played the piano in front of people, and no one knew that Lan Xuanyuan could play the piano, and his piano skills were superb.All of them had weird faces, but Shangguan Yan and Feng Nishang's expressions were particularly bad.

And it was Feng Qinghuang's turn at the end, calligraphy and painting, to save time, calligraphy and painting were done together.And Feng Qinghuang occupied two at once.

In order to be fair, paper and ink were also prepared in the center of the field.Let everyone write and draw in the field.Among them is Lan Mingshang, and Lan Mingshang is the book.

And Feng Qinghuang and Lan Mingshang just happened to be two tables next to each other.Looking at the appearance of those two standing in the center of the field, Lan Xuanyuan's eyes were cold and deep, and there was a hint of silver in his pupils.

So many people were watching, Feng Qinghuang and Lan Mingshang didn't communicate much, they were doing their own things.Lan Mingshang started grinding by himself, and when Feng Qinghuang was also preparing to do the same, Lan Xuanyuan Shi came to the stage calmly.

"King Xuan, what are you doing?" the queen asked, concealing a hint of anger, if Lan Xuanyuan broke the rules, then she would be slapped in the face in public.

"Momo, I don't know how to grind. The king went up to help her grind, why does the queen think it's not possible?" Lan Xuanyuan asked coolly, walking all the way to Feng Qinghuang's side, without giving the queen a half look.

"Of course you can, but that's all. Don't break the rules for other King Xuan."

Grinding, many aristocrats and young ladies can't do it, so bring a servant or ask a maid to help.This is not impossible.

Lan Xuanyuan came up, Feng Qinghuang had no choice but to put down the things in his hands, and Lan Xuanyuan took over.Lan Xuanyuan ground it, and Feng Qinghuang spread the drawing paper flat and pressed it well.Thinking about whether to draw and write at the same time, or together on a piece of paper.

This painting has no paint, it is completely black, Feng Qinghuang doesn't know what to paint.Seeing Feng Qinghuang standing there in a daze, Lan Xuanyuan put down the things in his hands, and the ink had already been ground.

"No paint."

"Well, it's too troublesome to get it now, if there is a color." Feng Qinghuang said while choosing a brush.

"One color." Lan Xuanyuan suddenly cut the palm of his hand with a dagger, and the blood in his hand dripped into the vessel on the other side, "How about this?"

"You're crazy." Feng Qinghuang looked at Lan Xuanyuan in shock, and quickly hugged Lan Xuanyuan's hand with a handkerchief, but she couldn't use spells to heal Lan Xuanyuan's wound under the eyes of everyone.

The others were also taken aback by Lan Xuanyuan, Lan Xuanyuan's actions had always been such innumerable crazy horrors.

"The blood is all drained, so don't waste it." Lan Xuanyuan picked up a brush and handed it to Feng Qinghuang, who took the brush with a complicated mood.I don't know what to say about Lan Xuanyuan's behavior.

(End of this chapter)