Empress Shen Gongjiao

Chapter 197 Can You Blame Me?
Feng Qian's face changed slightly, and she quickly picked it up, stuffed it in the sleeve indiscriminately, and then continued the unfinished work just now as if nothing had happened.

Jun Moying squinted her eyes, and her eyes fell on her sleeve: "What is hiding?"

"It's nothing." Feng Qian pretended to be stupid, and smiled innocently, "It's just a piece of waste paper!"

Anyone could see that she wasn't telling the truth.

"Since it's waste paper, what is Qianqianzang doing so quickly?" The corner of Jun Moying's lips slanted slightly, but his gaze was somewhat sharp.

"Why do I feel that Qianqian seems to be hiding something from me?"

Don't lie to you big head ghost!

Feng Qian pursed her lips: "It's all said to be waste paper, why do you have to care about such details?"

But she still took out the things in the next second, threw it on the desk, ran over to brush a few times and unfolded the paper.

"Since you're so curious, let me show you. But if you see something that dissatisfies you, don't get angry, and don't blame me for polluting your eyeballs!"

Before she finished speaking, Jun Moying had already seen what was on the paper—it was a painting.

It's not the same as the painting in the traditional sense, but he has seen it before - at the ceremony of Hanxiao accepting the side concubine, this little thing presented Long Wei with such a painting.

The figure lying quietly on the table was as cute as the one she drew that day, but the subject was changed, that time it was Han Xiao and Long Wei, but this time it became him.

And Jun Moying soon understood why she didn't let him see it at first, and then said that when she showed him it.

What dissatisfied him, what polluted the eyeballs - all because of the creature she wrote, the creature that was clearly a pig even though it had his face!
Although I have to admit that she drew very cutely, but this little thing is obviously scolding him in different ways.

pig? !

He is a majestic emperor, but he turned into a pig in her eyes? !

No matter how well-bred Jun Moying was, she couldn't help turning black, and her temples on both sides jumped happily.

"I told you a long time ago that it's waste paper, you have to read it yourself." Feng Qian blinked with an innocent face, "And we agreed, don't get angry after reading it, and you can't blame me for polluting your eyeballs."

"..."

After waiting for a long time without seeing him speak, Feng Qian finally lost her patience: "Hey, can you blame me? If it's not because of you..."

"When did you draw it?" Jun Moying took a breath and asked stiffly.

Feng Qian was stunned for a while, but didn't react for a while.

Wasn't this man's complexion dark just now, as if dark clouds were overwhelming the city? Why did he heal himself in a blink of an eye, and his complexion was still somewhat unnatural?
She didn't know that the reason why Jun Moying asked such a question was just to confirm her own thoughts.

On the day Long Wei married Han Xiao, this little thing once said that if he wanted, she could also make this painting for him.It's just that before she could receive this gift, something like Concubine Qi happened.

He thought, this little thing might use this painting to vent his emotions.

Jun Moying really didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

It was the first time I received something from her, but somehow it became like this. It really has a "special commemorative" meaning.

"...Two days ago." Feng Qian's eyes wandered for a moment.

really.

Jun Moying sighed, grabbed her with his long arm, and suddenly pulled her into his arms, patted her on the head, and said softly, "Qianqian..."

(End of this chapter)