The strongest space princess is too rich

Chapter 442 Seems to Feel Someone

In the capital city, a wave of luxury has emerged, and the topic is all around the leaflets of Sixteen Liuliju.

The painting style of the peerless commodity is unique in the world, and I don't know who can draw it so lifelike.

The painter who was in charge of portraits at the court heard the news and rushed to the city gate to watch it in person. He immediately shed tears and worshiped. He went to Liuliju to see the painter but was turned back.

The sixth prince, Dong Chenyuan, had excellent painting skills, and stood at the gate of the city in a daze for a long time, trying to get it but was stopped.

He heard that the Yu family had sent one to Prime Minister Shen's mansion, one to King Jing's mansion Jing Xuege, one to the High Priest's mansion, and one to Prime Minister Shen's daughter's husband's mansion.

Only there are no major palaces and officials, not even princes, princes and emperors.

As a result, many young masters and young ladies from famous families around the gate of the city were amazed by the painting style of the list, amazed by the items in it, and looked forward to the Sixteen Liuliju.

Yujia Yunshuiyuan.

In the room, a figure quietly fell into the room, his dark eyes were fixed on the person on the bed, and his eyes remained motionless.

Lifting his feet and walking on the bed, he stood with his hands behind his back, a slight murderous intent floated in his cold and pitch-black eyes.

In just a moment, those eyes were replaced by darkness again, and the sculpted face seemed to be frozen, but it showed arrogance and dignity.

The delicate little face of the person on the bed was like a lotus, her eyebrows were like a willow, and her breath was like an orchid. Her breathing was very light, her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was not sleeping very peacefully.

Suddenly, Yu Wushuang opened his eyes suddenly, turned his head and looked to the side.

The room is very quiet, it is already afternoon, the setting sun hits the rear window, and the room is slightly stained with a tinge of red.

Yu Wushuang sat up, his eyes gradually became confused and complicated.

"Dark One." She called out.

"Miss." An Yi's voice sounded from outside the window.

"Someone has been in my room."

"No."

"sure?"

"I'm sure, we didn't leave the courtyard, and we didn't feel any aura, did miss miss something?" asked secretly.

"No, it's just a dream, let's go down."

"..."

Yu Wushuang's gaze swept across the entire room.

Is it an illusion?

She just seemed to feel that someone was very close to her bed.

None of the hidden guards in the yard were found, and she was not sure, maybe it was really a dream——

She did have a dream, and it was a bad dream.

"Miss, are you awake?" Fei Yuan knocked on the door.

"En." Yu Wushuang lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Fei Yuan pushed the door open and came in: "Miss Jing is here."

"Let her in."

Yu Wushuang got up and walked to the table, couldn't help but glanced at the bed again, feeling a little uneasy.

Shaking his head, he raised his hand and poured a cup of tea.

"Wu Shuang, what do you sleep in broad daylight?" Jing Xuege rushed to the table with an excited face when she entered the door.

"You stay up all night and try."

"What's the point of staying up all night? You don't know that your Liuliju is on fire. The flyer is too greedy. Now many dignitaries are crowded at the city gate to bid for the auction." Jing Xuege was very excited.

"What are you doing bidding for that thing?" Yu Wushuang was stunned.

"That thing? What is that thing? It's a top-notch painting, who wouldn't want to take it home and collect it."

"..."

top painting?

Yu Wushuang was so powerless to refute: "Why are you so excited when others bid for the auction? It's not that someone gave you a copy."

"I received it, but it was taken away by my brother, do you still have another one for me?" Jing Xuege was not easy for a leaflet.

(End of this chapter)