The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

But after scanning around, everyone's performance is already clear. Hanyan maintained a smile, and the emperor's voice could not hear the joy or anger: Oh? Why not.

Han Yan smiled slightly, tilted her head and said naively: I don't know where Miss Li got the news. Han Yan's piano skills have not been taught by her master. She is really mediocre and dare not show her shame. If Han Yan is playing here today, such a clumsy qin technique, the Holy One is very aware of it, and he knows it as soon as he hears it.

She blushed, lowered her head as if she was ashamed: There are so many adults and wives here, Han Yan is really ashamed.

She was born cute, and her dress was exquisite and exquisite, and there was a bit of childish innocence in her whispered words. In front of these young and mature daughters with their own thoughts, Han Yan was like a completely harmless little doll, so harmless. The unpretentious nature makes people shine.

The emperor's face softened a bit: So that's the case. But he didn't intend to continue.

Li Jiaqi smiled softly: Perhaps it's a misrepresentation from people in Beijing, but Miss Zhuang is smart and dexterous, and her piano skills are not good. She also has other talents. Can you show it?

Everyone has said that, what else can Hanyan do, otherwise she admits that she is useless and has no talents that can be displayed, then she will not have to hang out in the circle of nobles in the capital from now on.

This is a good opportunity, the first step to become king or loser is here. Originally, Han Yan had no interest in this kind of publicity at the palace banquet. It was Li Jiaqi who was aggressive, so let her know what it means to shoot yourself with a rock feet.

The man in red on the men's family said with great interest: So she is the Fourth Miss of the Zhuang Mansion, no matter how she looks, she doesn't look like a lady should be, so bold and fun!

The handsome young man next to him was noncommittal, just glanced at the petite girl standing on the golden hall, saying that she was a girl was a bit too much, she looked more like a little doll carved in powder and jade on New Year paintings. Looking at it, a smile appeared on Fu Yunxi's face.

He Lianyu didn't notice the change in his expression, otherwise he would have been shocked. The legendary Lord of Ice Cube would also be popular, smiling at a little girl with no hair at all?

Why do I feel that Miss Li is deliberately embarrassing the little girl? He Lianyu said, as the young master, he has a natural sensitive intuition for these intrigues.

Fu Yunxi raised her eyebrows and remained silent, embarrassed? I'm afraid I don't know who is embarrassing whom.

After hearing Li Jiaqi's words, Han Yan raised a sweet smile: Han Yan has been stupid since childhood, and his talent is not considered. Since it is to add some joy to the palace banquet, Han Yan will present a small show to cheer everyone up. alright.

As soon as this remark came out, Li Jiaqi and Zhuang Yushan were stunned at the same time, staring at Hanyan in disbelief. Could it be that she has something to do later, but her right hand can no longer play the piano, so she must dance, but with the previous Princess Yunni, no matter how good she dances, the emperor cannot favor an outsider.

Hanyan met Zhuang Yushan's suspicious gaze, and smiled slightly, thinking that she could not show off her talents, and then she Zhuang Yushan would replace her? What a joke, there will never be a second time in this life that the dove occupies the magpie's nest!

Everyone at the banquet didn't know what kind of tricks she was going to play, but they just looked at her more and more complicatedly. Some of them are particularly deep, piercing the cold goose like a thorn in the back.

No need to think about it, one of them belongs to the Empress Dowager, and the other ones, do you know if there is one of the Seventh Princes?

I ask you, what are you going to show? the emperor said.

Han Yan tilted his head and said: Please give me a pen and paper from the emperor, Hang Mo's side.

The queen was taken aback: Do you want to write and paint?

Han Yan nodded: Yes.

Come here, put paper, pen and ink! With a wave of the emperor's hand, several court ladies sent the paper, pen and ink to Han Yan.

The snow-white rice paper was spread out, and Hang Mo exuded a quiet ink fragrance. Han Yan held his hand behind his back, and dipped his pen in the ink with the other hand.

Everyone in the hall became excited in an instant, because they could see very clearly that the hand that Han Yan was holding the pen was actually the left hand!

Hanyan smiled calmly, as if she had done something ordinary, and her voice was as clear as morning dew: My Majesty, my daughter injured her right hand in the mansion the day before yesterday. The right hand holds the pen, so... today I will inscribe with my left hand!

If it was said that everyone looked at Han Yan with curiosity before, now they are shocked.

The inscription on the left hand is difficult for an ordinary person, not to mention that Han Yan is only an eleven or twelve-year-old girl. Judging by her actions, she is not left-handed, how could she think of this?

Li Jiaqi didn't expect Hanyan to be like this, now that she had returned to the table, Zhuang Yushan beside her whispered: Don't be ashamed of your big words, just don't lose face.

Li Jiaqi hesitated for a moment, looked at Han Yan's confident eyes, and wondered in her heart, would she really make a fool of herself?

Zhuang Yushan seemed to see what she was thinking, and said with relief: Don't worry, I've never heard that she has any skills in calligraphy and painting, I'm afraid it's just making up for it. Li Jiaqi felt relieved.

Deng Chan was a little worried, Han Yan's calligraphy and painting could only be regarded as ordinary at best, let alone writing with her left hand. If he complied in order to preserve the face of the Zhuang Mansion, he would probably anger the emperor if he lost face at that time.

He Lianyu rubbed his chin thoughtfully: It's really fresh to inscribe with your left hand, and the little girl is getting more and more fun.

Fu Yunxi remained silent, her eyes lightly swept over the little figure in front of the rice paper, her eyes darkened.

Hanyan didn't know what everyone was thinking, but just stared quietly at the rice paper for a moment. Just now Princess Yunni's Zhu Jie Dance is cheerful and brisk, it should be full of enthusiasm, and Li Jiaqi's boudoir is soft and melodious, and it is also quiet like a virgin. Between the stillness and the movement, the cooperation is already very good, perfectly interpreting the two personalities of the daughter's family, and if she adds another song, it will destroy the balance and add to the superfluity. So singing and dancing is no longer an option, and we have to find another way.

People who knew her probably didn't expect her to be able to write inscriptions.

Everyone couldn't figure out what Hanyan was going to do, and the emperor also looked at her inquiringly, but saw Hanyan raised his wrist lightly, holding the wolf hair soaked in ink, and suddenly closed his eyes.

The wolf hair in his hand seemed to be alive, eloquent and agile, and everywhere he touched was the scent of ink and clouds. And the little girl in the middle closed her eyes and stood straight. Although she didn't raise her eyes, she seemed to see through everything, and she naturally exuded a sense of intelligence. The smile is shallow, but the posture is dignified. She seems to be painting, and the painting is fast and anxious. The posture, the expert can see it at a glance, and ten years of hard work will definitely not be able to develop such a talent!

With her eyes closed, the fragrance of ink lingers under the tip of her nose, and Han Yan flicks her hand, dipping the brush in her hand with ink again, and brushes towards the blank part of the pen. Floating like a cloud, like a frightened dragon, a group of people play in the sea, and dancing cranes swim in the sky. All the ministers present here are old, but they saw a kind of wisdom in this little girl. After years of precipitation, she has experienced the grace and wisdom of all kinds of emotions in the world. quiet.