Rebirth of the Spoiled Little Princess

Chapter 20 is at least worth this amount
Not only that, Miss Wei Jiu is also very good at choosing her identity. She came out of the womb of Mrs. Fang, the Duke of Wei Guo. She is the legitimate daughter of the Wei Palace. In addition to having a daughter who is the eldest son of Duke Wei. The eldest brother, and her seven brothers who were born as concubines, could be said to have been pampered a lot since she was a child. She was always favored by wind and rain, so she developed her pampered and ignorant temperament.

Miss Wei Jiu was not interested in playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, wine and tea. Instead, she was quite curious about dancing with swords and sticks. Not only did she not have the gentleness and quietness of her family, she also caused trouble every day and beat up several aristocratic families in the capital. The kid who saw her shuddered. It can be said that Wei Guogong followed her behind almost every day to apologize to others.

Speaking of which, it is actually quite harmless. Girls from aristocratic families who have not been raised in pampering are inevitably arrogant and willful. But what Zhou Yi cares about is not here, but her and himself. The inexplicable relationship between the two emperors and brother Prince Jing.

Who among the aristocratic circles of the capital city does not know that the ninth girl of the Wei family likes His Highness Prince Jing. Not only does she fight with other noble ladies on the street for Prince Jing, but she also seeks life and death for him regardless of face. She has done countless bastards in the past few years. As a matter of fact, Duke Wei was almost completely disgraced by his worried daughter.

Xue Li knew that Wei Jiu's thoughts were not with him, but he still asked the emperor to issue an imperial edict to marry him a year ago. Zhou Yi really didn't know whether his good friend liked to go off the beaten path, or if he really had something in his head.

Just as he was thinking about this, a cup of steaming hot tea was delivered to him. Zhou Yi raised his head and met Xue Li's slightly cold eyes, which were full of silent warnings.

Zhou Yi quickly withdrew his gaze that had been lingering on Wei Jiu for a long time, and pretended to be sitting upright, looking intently.

Wei Yunxue knew what he was thinking about, so she didn't care about him. She just leaned over to look at the painting Xue Li had just painted. The sun was setting in the distance, a few lonely jackdaws in the distance, and half a hunched old tree by the roadside. trees, leaving large blank spaces elsewhere.

The setting sun in an isolated village, the old trees with jackdaws in the light smoke, and the shadow of a flying dragon. Such a lonely and desolate painting makes people feel nervous for no reason.

It is said that paintings are like people, people are like paintings, and the painting environment is the person's state of mind. Does that mean that Xue Li's state of mind is as lonely as this painting?Wei Yunxue couldn't help but look up at him.

Not knowing whether he saw what she was thinking, Xue Li lowered his eyes and avoided her sight.

However, Zhou Yi came over enthusiastically and said with a smile: "You know? Xue Li's paintings are worth a lot of money."

"Really? How valuable is it?" Wei Yunxue leaned forward and took another look at the painting. She didn't understand such artistic things, but it looked like a pretty good painting. She just didn't know what Zhou Yi was talking about. How valuable it is.

"This painting is worth at least this amount." Zhou Yi lowered his voice and mysteriously made a number, "These are priceless things."

Wei Yunxue was stunned when she heard this. The price of this painting can buy a good house in the capital.

"It's a pity -" he lengthened his voice and said with some regret: "Your Prince Xue has a very proud temperament. His paintings are never circulated in the market, and he refuses to give them away easily. Naturally, he buys them. You can’t even buy it.”

(End of this chapter)