Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 160 The woman in the painting

Standing at the door of the study, Wei Ying scanned Zhaojun's surroundings, but found no suspicious switch.

Before Zhaojun noticed, she withdrew first, and when he was not around, she would come alone.

He turned around and was about to leave, but he didn't know that the noise of the clothes material woke up Zhaojun who was fascinated by the book.

He raised his eyes quietly, stared at the sneaky figure, and said in a deep voice, "He came and went, what's going on?"

Wei Ying paused, so she had no choice but to face Zhaojun with a stern smile, "I wanted to come over to see what the king needs, but my servant saw that you were too focused and didn't want to disturb you, so I decided to go outside the door first. wait."

"Oh?" Zhaojun said lightly at the end, hearing that Su was dead in the woman's ears, he hooked his hand towards Wei Ying, "Come here."

Wei Ying was extraordinarily well-behaved, and approached gracefully: "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

She bowed her head and listened to her ears, and she had long lost her original playfulness, which made Zhaojun feel lost for a moment, and couldn't help it, stretched out her long arms, pulled her on his lap and sat down.

Surprised, Wei Ying tried to stand up, but was held back by the person behind her.

"Did this king ask you to wake up?" Zhaojun Mo frowned.

Wei Ying had no choice but to shrug her head and hum softly, "Your Majesty, forgive me." She really has nothing to be hypocritical, after all, all the women in King Wu's palace belong to him, and she also belongs to him, there is no reason resist.

Zhaojun held her in his arms, picked up the book again, and started to read.

It's really amazing that a beautiful woman can stand still in her arms.

But Wei Ying was not at all comfortable.Her back was stiff, and she didn't dare to move. Listening to the sound of flipping a book in her ears, fine sweat dripped from her forehead.

What is Zhaojun going to do?
If you want to pamper her on a whim, the next step should be to be lingering. If you want to read a book, why hold her in your arms again?
Wei Ying couldn't help muttering in her heart, she still kept a reserved look on the surface.

But what Zhaojun thought was that he wanted to see how far she could go in respecting etiquette and law-abiding.If it was Wei Ying from before, she would have moved around a long time ago.

The memory is lost and the temperament has changed.

Zhaojun is actually very confused, causing her to lose her memory, is she still his Wei Ying?
In the flower burial building, the actor is still pointing to the orchid and singing "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix".

Luo Qingqing took a sip of tea with her small mouth open, and looked at the handsome man in front of her eyes: "I think this woman is very important to you. If that's the case, it's not good for the little girl to deceive you. Whether you believe it or not, this painting is The woman I dreamed of yesterday during my nap at noon, I thought this woman was very graceful, so I drew it on the silk with a little memory."

Su Fuyao was suddenly surprised: "There is such a miraculous thing?" He thought for a while, and then added, "Could it be that Madam met this woman by chance on weekdays, thinking about it every day and dreaming at night? Madam, please be careful." Think about it."

Luo Qingqing frowned slightly, pretending to think, and finally shook her head: "I'm usually in the palace, last time because of an accident, recently the king...husband has restricted the people around me. Basically, they are all mine. Personal maid."

Su Fuyao seemed to have thought of something, and with the last thought in his arms, he said: "The woman in your painting is wearing purple clothes. I saw the same woman who sent the painting to the calligraphy and painting shop yesterday. Are they not the same person?"

"No. When I was painting yesterday, I never remembered what kind of clothes the woman in the dream was wearing, so I asked the servants around me to change into a set of casual clothes for reference."

Luo Qingqing's words were tight.If not, when Su Fuyao thinks about it later, he will inevitably feel that he is plotting against him deliberately and trying to lure him to meet.This not only explained what Su Fuyao saw yesterday, but also resolved his doubts.

Su Fuyao's star-like eyes dimmed bit by bit, and finally, the elegant and handsome face lost its brilliance.

Rubbing the teacup with his slender fingers, his eyes were unfocused, he muttered to himself: "Inman... where are you... Yinman..."

Luo Qingqing couldn't bear to see him like this, and she didn't know whether it was to find something to talk about or to comfort him, she sighed quietly: "I think the wife of the young master must be a beautiful and outstanding woman, right? The young master is so infatuated, it really makes the little girl sigh."

Su Fuyao couldn't help but smile wryly: "So what about infatuation, my wife's whereabouts are unknown now, and she can't see my so-called infatuation..."

Luo Qingqing put her hands together and smiled lightly, seeing that it was getting late, she had to go home to celebrate her father's birthday.

"My lord, would you like to come back to the mansion with me to have fun? Today is my father's birthday, and all the dignitaries and dignitaries of the state of Wei will come to celebrate his birthday. Besides, I see that the lord and my husband have similar temperaments. He will be here today. You go over, He must have been very happy to see him."

Su Fuyao recovered from his worries, he forced a smile, and politely declined: "Thank you Madam for your kindness, because I am eager to find a wife, I don't have the mood to have fun for now."

"My lord misunderstood what my little girl meant." Luo Qingqing blinked at him, "Since you are looking for someone, you should naturally go to a crowded place. Maybe the person you are looking for will show up in my mansion today?"

"This... I'm afraid it's not appropriate." Su Fuyao hesitated a bit.

"Young master, don't get too entangled, I just mentioned it in passing." Luo Qingqing smiled lightly, and handed him the scroll beside the table, "My little girl is destined to be with you, so this calligraphy should be given to you as a thank-you gift for saving me from you earlier." gone."

Su Fuyao did not expect "Zhuge Ying" in front of him to be so understanding.

He really wanted the painting, and he had had his eyes on it so many times.

He didn't refuse, but took it over: "Thank you, madam."

"It's getting late, my daughter needs to go back, son, take care." Luo Qingqing stood up politely.

Su Fuyao pondered for a while, then suddenly called her: "Slow——"

Luo Qingqing's mouth curled into a triumphant smile, and she knew he would agree to her proposal.

After coming out of the self-burial flower building, Su Fuyao followed Luo Qingqing into the carriage and headed for Zhuge Lin's mansion.

Halfway through, Su Fuyao called the driver to stop.

"Since it is a birthday celebration, there is no reason not to send a congratulatory gift. Please wait here for a while, Madam, and I will return right away."

After saying hello, Su Fuyao was about to jump off the carriage. At this moment, on the top of the pavilions on both sides of the official road, the black-clothed killers who assassinated the Queen of Wei suddenly appeared. They raised their bows and pointed at the carriage!
The sound of rustling wind suddenly came, Su Fuyao felt the murderous aura around him, his eyes froze, and he jumped onto the roof of the carriage extremely quickly, the sharp saber was pulled out from the scabbard, countless arrows seemed to have encountered a barrier, and approached the carriage In an instant, they were all knocked down one by one.

However, even so, the coachman who held the reins died on the spot, and the horse, which was out of control, was frightened for a moment and ran around.

Luo Qingqing suddenly stumbled in the carriage, only to hear the killing outside and the harsh sound of weapons colliding. She half propped up her body and wanted to sit up, but the carriage was rampaging, and she couldn't sit still at all.

Originally thought that the assassins would take advantage of this to kill again, but they didn't know that after they shot the arrows, they disappeared quickly, while the carriage ran out of control along the official road towards the outside of the city...

(End of this chapter)