"Can't you just play by yourself?"
Song Jiuli was a little unhappy. Now that Jiang Wan had the highest status, Liu Jiameng seemed to be targeting Wanwan.
"If the princess doesn't come, it won't be fun for us to play."
Liu Jiameng's eyes fell on Jiang Wan and said deliberately: "Princess's medical skills are so great.
I guess she is talented in other areas as well, and we would like to see the princess' talents. "
"Then the princess will play with you."
Jiang Wan sat down very casually. Song Jiuyuan had tables and chairs brought in and sat next to Jiang Wan to accompany her.
"Wanwan, if you feel any discomfort, you can stop at any time."
"good."
Jiang Wan actually thought it was quite interesting. She had only read about Qu Shui Luo Luo in story books.
This was her first experience after time travel.
With so many people, she didn't believe that Liu Jiameng could still control people to push things in front of her.
At this time, Liu Jiameng raised another objection, "To be fair, the first person to beat the drum had better not be from the Princess Mansion."
"I come!"
Song Jiuli has been staring at Liu Jiameng for a long time, and she has begun to feel physical disgust at her behavior towards Jiang Wan.
Liu Jiameng was actually still worried that she would turn on Jiang Wan, but since she was Song Jiuyuan's sister, it was hard for her to refute, so she could only say:
"OK."
"let's start!"
Song Jiuli turned his back and beat the drum crazily, while upstream Qiu Yan put a pot of wine on the tray and then put it into the stream.
The wine was flowing down the stream, Jiang Wan was sitting in the middle, and Song Jiuli deliberately didn't stop.
Seeing that the wine had passed by Jiang Wan, Liu Jiamei gritted her teeth angrily.
Bang bang bang...
The sound of the drum was getting weaker and weaker. Song Jiuli was a woman after all, and she lacked exercise on weekdays. Now she had no strength.
The drum beat stopped and fell in front of a young man with an angry face.
The man stood up in surprise. He picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. "The fruit wine in the princess's house is better than the wine outside."
"Don't be in a hurry to drink."
Liu Jiamei was almost furious, "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, which one are you going to choose?"
"Poetry."
The young man surnamed Qiao casually composed a poem related to plum blossoms. Although it was just average, it was passable.
At the beginning of the second round, the drummer was Mr. Qiao, and Liu Jiameng secretly gave him a look.
Mr. Qiao suddenly realized.
Oh, it turned out that Miss Liu wanted to show off her talent in front of her sweetheart.
He got it!
He secretly remembered Liu Jiameng's position, because her position was relatively forward and she was actually easy to control.
The drums sounded, and Liu Jiameng looked excitedly at the wine in the stream. The drums stopped just as he reached her.
Mr. Qiao looked like he was begging for reward, and smiled proudly, "Miss Liu, it's your turn."
Liu Jiameng:......
She was so angry that she almost vomited blood, but she couldn't show it yet, so she could only scoop up the wine from the stream and drink it all.
"I'll play a piece about plum blossoms."
"Qiu Yan, go get the musical instrument."
Jiang Wan was in a good mood, but she didn't expect that Mr. Qiao, a living treasure, misunderstood Liu Jiameng's meaning.
Liu Jiameng was left to suffer the consequences, and she couldn't help laughing while watching the show.
"I want the guzheng!"
Liu Jiameng said this deliberately. For someone with Jiang Wan's background, there might not be any guzheng in the house.
However, unexpectedly, Qiu Yan quickly fetched the guzheng and placed it upright in front of Liu Jiameng.
"Miss Liu, please!"
Liu Jiameng was very angry. Perhaps her mood was affected. She plucked the strings with her fingertips and made a few mistakes in the process.
After the song was finished, many people who flattered her rushed to praise her, but Jiang Wan just shook her head helplessly.
It's not necessarily a good thing for little girls to be too competitive.
"Princess."
Liu Jiameng stood up, picked up the drum, and showed a provocative expression to her. Song Jiuyuan tightened slightly on Jiang Wan's hand, with a murderous look in his eyes.
Liu Jiameng suddenly felt a chill on his back.
"what are you thinking?"
Jiang Wan frowned slightly, "Song Jiuyuan, you are trying too hard, my hands hurt."
"I'm sorry, Wanwan."
Song Jiuyuan was a little helpless at his gaffe, "I just think her targeting of you is a bit inexplicable."
After all, the Minister of Dali Temple has always belonged to Song Jiuyuan, so why would his daughter target Wanwan?
"It's nothing more than jealousy in the little girl's family. I can handle it. You don't need to worry too much."
Although Jiang Wan didn't know the reason yet, she already had a vague guess in her heart.
Sure enough, the drum beat sounded again, as if Jiang Wan's position had been predicted, the drum beat suddenly stopped.
When Liu Jiameng turned around, he saw the wine glass stopped in front of Jiang Wan, and he could hardly hide the smile in his eyes.
"Sorry, princess, it's your turn."
"You obviously did it on purpose."
Song Jiuli was extremely dissatisfied. She clenched her fists, and Sheng Yi wrapped her fists in his big hands.
"Don't panic, I believe the princess can handle it."
"My sister Wanwan is so powerful, I will definitely convince her to lose!"
Song Jiuli raised her chin slightly, her eyes filled with pride. She believed Jiang Wan could handle it, but she was just a little dissatisfied with Liu Jiameng's deliberate targeting.
Compared to her, most people present did not believe Jiang Wan that much, and some people whispered.
"I don't know what talent the princess will choose."
"I heard that the princess was not very favored in the Jiang Mansion in her early years, otherwise she would not have been humiliated by marrying the prince."
"Then she probably doesn't have much opportunity to learn her talents, but her medical skills are so good and she can also make medicinal meals..."
"No one is perfect, and we can understand even if she has no talent."
"..."
Listening to the buzzing voices, Liu Jiameng seemed to gain confidence, with a smile in her eyes.
"Princess, have you thought about it?"
"Qiu Yan, go get the pen, ink and cinnabar."
With a smile on her lips, Jiang Wan said to everyone watching the show: "You guys play first, and I will give you comments after I finish the painting."
She has always been so indifferent to other people's provocations.
Song Jiuyuan looked at Jiang Wan beside him with fascination, and raised his hand to gently warm her hand.
Liu Jiameng didn't expect Jiang Wan to be so indifferent. Could it be that she really knew how to paint?
Soon, Qiu Yan brought pen, ink, paper and inkstones. Jiang Wan got up and went to the pavilion next to her.
Afraid that she would freeze, Qiu Yan moved a small stove and roasted sweet potatoes and chestnuts with a few fireworks.
Jiang Wan, holding the brush in her hand, raised her eyes and glanced at the red plum blossoms before starting to draw.
Everyone was sitting by the stream, unable to see Jiang Wan's strokes. Liu Jiameng couldn't wait to see Jiang Wan make a fool of himself, so he had no intention of playing anymore.
She craned her neck to take a look, but the distance was a bit far away, and she couldn't see what Jiang Wan was drawing.
Song Jiuyuan stood beside Jiang Wan, holding an ink stick with his fingertips, and polished the ink for her bit by bit.
This was also the first time he saw Wanwan painting.
Jiang Wan had learned Chinese painting by chance in her previous life. It was just a simple depiction, which was not difficult for her.
It's just that she hasn't painted before since time travel, so it's inevitable that she's a bit sloppy, but after a few strokes, she has already found the feeling.
The smooth flow over there is still going on, but Jiang Wan is not there, so it is a little less fun.
