An Eight-year-old Princess

Chapter 35 The Coming-of-age Ceremony, Part 2

It was Prince Jing who had spoken.

"Good idea." The Emperor nodded. "Shang'er, please paint another one now."

Before Yun Shang could answer, Li Luo spoke up. "Your Highness, are you afraid? Fake is fake, don't you agree?"

Yun Shang didn't answer. Instead she smiled and looked at her father. "I'm innocent, but there are always troublemakers." Then she turned to the annoying man. "Let's make a bet! If I win, you must do me a favor, and if I lose, I will do you a favor. Do you agree?"

"Okay, but I don't believe you can paint so well." tittered Li Luo.

On hearing the bet, other guests also chimed in. "Li Luo will win!"

"Please make a note." Yun Shan instructed Lord Zheng.

The excitement around the bet increased and a number of other guests joined in as well. However, they all seemed to be supporting Li Luo. When the game was about to start, a cold voice could be heard above everyone else's. "I wager the Princess will win, " said Prince Jing.

In the guests' hubbub, Yun Shang took the parchment from Zheng and handed it to her father. "I humbly request you to be the judge."

"Agreed!" The Emperor readily consented and sat back.

and smiled. "Besides lotus, I also like iris, which

to draw, all eyes were fixed on Yun

soon, the painting was done. A servant took the paper and showed it to everyone.

you are accomplished in painting and

Majesty, I'll check both paintings now, " answered the minister hastily. Then he came forward and made a

detail, but its style is consistent with the other

for a long time, frowning and unwilling to accept that

he be

looked displeased. She lowered her eyes and smiled.

this bet, you don't owe me anything, " Yun Shang said to her guests. Then she continued. "Please do remember that you still owe Prince Jing." Then she turned to the Empress and said, "Your

at the Princess before clapping her hands. The dancers heard

Shang walked back her seat. Just as she sat down, her sister Hua Jing spoke. "I'm surprised

my paintings have no charm. As Prince Jing proposed and my father

Jing. Hate

and left. Just then, a voice could be heard.

recognized the voice. Her hands trembled and her

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