The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"If you paint the two paintings, I will immediately send someone down the mountain to Yun Wang Mansion to send a letter to the old prince, saying that her good granddaughter is actually a genius of painting, and the court painter can't reach her. If the old prince knows It will be very happy. If the emperor knows it, it will be greatly appreciated. It will also be very happy." Rong Jingdao.

Yun Qingyue frowned, and immediately said: "Nature is not my painting!"

"Well, if it weren’t for your painting, you were an unmarried woman. The painting of a privately held man was really inappropriate and violated the etiquette of the girl in the boudoir. Everyone in the world will spread your love to the little prince in the future. Joke is still a trivial matter, and it doesn’t matter if you lose your reputation as a boudoir. Anyway, your reputation is not good, but if you have hidden portraits of Ye Qingran and your favorite things, they will be sent to southern Xinjiang. The daughter of the South Xinjiang clan master who was deeply affectionate with Ye Qing was afraid that she would be furious. If she came to Beijing, what would be the consequences?"

Yun Qianyue's anger suddenly dissipated halfway, but still hated to say: "I put it in my room, who can know?"

"Then why would I know? There is no second person to guarantee!" Rong Jing said.

"You sneaked into the women's boudoir, and came up and said! You don't know to blush!" Yun Qianyue said angrily.

"You don't feel blushing when you look at a portrait of an unmarried woman hiding a man. I just entered your boudoir and didn't do anything to you as a gentleman. What did I blush?" Rong Jing raised an eyebrow and said lightly.

"You..." Yun Qingyue stared at Rongjing. She heard the sound of her teeth creaking, "No matter what it was, it was also my thing. You burned my thing without my permission, it was wrong. ."

"I'm helping you. Shall we go back to see Yun Ye's evaluation? Let him talk about this matter, it seems that I burned the portrait of Ye Qingran wrong, or did you hide the portrait of the man who did it wrong? How? ?" Rong Jing asked.

Yun Qianyue rushed to her head, and it would be strange if the matter was brought to the old man to say that she was right! He gave Rong Jing a hard look, "What can I say! Anyway, you are wrong, you pay me a portrait!"

"No!" Rong Jing lowered his head and continued to drink porridge.

Yun Qingyue stared at him, reaching for his porridge, threatening with hate: "Say, do you pay?"

Rong Jing looked up at her and said slowly: "It is said that southern Xinjiang is a land of poisonous malaria. Poisons are prevalent. People in southern Xinjiang live on raising insects, and almost everyone has poisonous poisons in their hands. There will also be a mysterious cup technique, which uses human blood to raise a very small worm and put it in the body of opponents or enemies and people who do not look good or have festivals, so that the person is controlled by the person who takes the cup. ."

Yun Qingyue suddenly felt cold in her heart. This kind of thing she had heard before, is Nanjiang the so-called Miao?

"So, if you think about the serious consequences of the portrait of Ye Qingran in your private collection by the Nanjiang woman, you can imagine it. If you get caught in the cup, I can't save you. Disgusting you will not save you because of ruining his relationship with the woman. At that time, you are probably not far from death." Rong Jing said again.

Yun Qingyue shuddered, released his hand, and looked at Rong Jing suspiciously, "Is it so serious?"

"Naturally! Maybe it's more serious than this." Rong Yiyuan nodded and continued to drink porridge.

Yun Qingyue's anger disappeared, and she thought to herself, this person in southern Xinjiang really couldn't be offended. She didn't want to be put in the body by insects. But the scenery and beauty of the portrait was so flaming, she still felt distressed in her heart, seeing Rongjing drinking porridge gracefully, and her stomach was empty, annoyed: "I am hungry too!"

"Knowing that you will come here, I'll prepare it for you here, drink it!" Rong Jing withdrew a soup pot on the side to Yun Qianyue, and said warmly: "Yesterday you were drunk and had nothing to eat. Drink some warm porridge today. , Can warm your appetite."

Yun Qiangyue found out that an empty bowl and a pair of chopsticks were placed in front of her. It was also polite. She sat down and scooped a bowl of porridge from the soup pot and took a big sip. She felt a medicinal fragrance. She frowned. Ask, "Make porridge with medicine?"

"Aren't you contracted typhoid fever? It would be better to drink this. I've already asked someone to take the medicine for you. It will be brought in a while, and you also took the medicine to avoid discomfort." Rong Jingdao said.

"Ah!" Rong Jing didn't say okay. As soon as he mentioned typhoid fever, Yun Qianyue turned around and sneezed greatly, covering his nose and looking at Rong Jing angrily, "Who told you to take me away from the quilt?" Alright? Otherwise where would I get typhoid?

"I have covered you a few times. You don't want to keep talking about heat, and naturally I will cover it." Rong Jing said.

Yun Qingyue also remembered that she seemed to start to feel uncomfortably hot, and later became terribly cold. With the corners of his mouth flattened, he was still somewhat annoyed, "Anyway, you are responsible for curing my typhoid fever!"

"Well, I'm in charge!" Rong Yuanjie glanced at her, and saw her small face huddled together, extremely uncomfortable, warm and warm tone said: "You can rest assured, I pretend to drink, you can't drink Just two days!"

"This is what you said! If not, I will ask you to settle the bill!" Yun Qingyue said while drinking porridge.

"Well, I said! If it's not good, just ask me to settle the bill."

Yun Qianyue stopped talking and stopped speaking. Sneezing while drinking porridge.

Rong Jing lowered his head and continued to drink porridge. The corner of his mouth slightly raised, and the fresh spring-like phoenix eyes condensed a smile.

Although Cailian was ordered by Yun Qianyue to not follow her, the frightening posture of the young lady still scared her. She was afraid that the young lady and Jing Shizi would fight, and hesitantly chased into the Western Chamber courtyard again and again. I walked to the door and saw through the open door that her family and Jing Shizi were sitting at the table for breakfast. Although they could feel the blessing inside through the curtain, she finally fell into her stomach and turned away. Go back. Thinking about her while walking, she was really worried. How did the young lady meet Jing Shizi? Jing Shizi's temperament was gentle, and even the temper of the young lady could stop in front of him.

After three bowls of porridge, Yun Qingyue's stomach was comfortable, but his nose was still uncomfortable. Seeing that Rongjing had already put down the chopsticks, she also put down the chopsticks, leaning lazily on the back of the chair and continuing to find fault, "The two The portrait is light and handsome at night, so it’s a big deal to send those two portraits to the girl in Nanjiang. Even if you can’t send them far, you will have to wait for the girl to meet you. what?"

"People will paint by themselves!" Rong Jing reminded, "No matter how good others paint, it's not as good as painting yourself. Do you think you will want it for someone else?"

"Also!" Yun Qianyue was somewhat decadent, complaining with dissatisfaction: "Ye Qingran is okay, so early to fall in love, what to do? A painting can also cause trouble. It's..."

"What is falling in love?" Rong Jing asked.

"It's just that the two people are in love, and they live together for a lifetime. But haven't reached the point of big marriage, do you understand?" Yun Qingyue explained kindly. The ancients are the ancients, and even the children in modern kindergartens do not understand things.

"Well, get it!" Rong nodded.

"Hey, worrying people..." Yun Qianyue supported his jaw with both hands and continued to complain. "Such a good man is so famous as such. It's a pity to reject all good flowers from the world!"

Rongjing Qingquan's phoenix eyes condensed into a whirlpool in an instant.

Yun Qianyue continued: "Otherwise, if the portrait is shot, it will probably be popular all over the world, and all the women in the world will be crazy for him. When the night light dyes want to marry as many women as they want, why should a woman be killed. Now even a portrait can't be kept. Pity those two paintings, and Miss Ben's heart..."

Rong Jing’s eyes made another whirlpool and warned: “It is said that the woman from South Xinjiang is the first beautiful woman from South Xinjiang who does not lose to Qin Yuning. It will also be an eighteen martial arts, and it is a woman that the thousands of women in southern Xinjiang are fond of. You talk about Ye Qing who has dyed her heart, how can you treat it without the harshness of cherishing it? Even Miss Qin Fu can’t Compared, how are the girls in the world comparable?"

"Ah? That woman is so powerful!" Yun Qianyue asked.

"Hmm!" Rong nodded.

"There was this woman, and Ye Qingran gave her a tree and gave up the entire forest without losing money!" Yun Qianyue praised.

"Well! So you don’t have to worry about Ye Qingran, and you don’t have to miss him anymore. Qinqi calligraphy, painting, poetry, knitting female red, you don’t have the same skills, and martial arts are also half hanging. Ye Qingran looks for you. But I think you will play like him. Don't get me wrong, lest you find yourself suffering." Rong Jing said slowly.

"Well, you're right!" Yun Qianyue Shen agreed.

The vortex faded in Rong Jing's eyes, and he took a sip of tea from the tea cup and said nothing.

Yun Qingyue sneezed two more times, wiped her nose with a handkerchief, a handkerchief was used up on her body, and no handkerchief was available. She looked up and asked Rong Jing, "Do you have a handkerchief? Give me one!"

"Yes!" Rong Jing handed over the veil he was wearing.

Yun Qianyue took it, smelling a fragrance like a lotus and snow, and pressed it on his nose without any politeness. Mouth muttered: "A big man, what do you do with this fragrance?"

"This is the scent of Tianshan Snow Lotus, because my body is not easy to take, so the body naturally dyed this fragrance from the inside out. You also ate a Tianshan Snow Lotus, did you find that you also have this smell of Snow Lotus Rong Jing saw that his clean and dustless handkerchief was ruined by Yun Qianyue on his nose, and he didn't care.

"Smelt it, not only I smelled it, but also the light dye day and night." Yun Qianyue said.

Rong Jing had a meal with tea, "What did Ye Qingran say?"

"What else can I say? How can I smell like you, a weak beauty. Where do I know that you are willing to give me a precious snowdrop in the sky." Yun Qingyue felt uncomfortable rubbing his nose, murmured. .