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Chapter 70 Brother is not a scumbag, he just spends 19
Yes, the three of them swaggered into a brothel again.

Although this town is small, there are two or three brothels opened, and the men who go in don't see anyone come out.

After standing there for some time, Lu Lili turned and went back to the inn.

[Host, you are crying. 】

Listening to the sudden voice from the system, she replied in her heart: "I didn't."

【Host, you are so sad that you are crying. 】

"No, it's just that the wind is too strong, and my eyes feel uncomfortable."

【…】

Forget it, it's still hard to dismantle it!
In the brothel——

Lu Lili imagined Pei Yijian's appearance inside: fine wine in hand, beauty in arms.

In fact, Pei Yijian's appearance inside: standing in front of the desk, drawing with a brush.

The woman in the painting is wearing a pink dress, with a delicate smile, and her delicate and beautiful facial features are unforgettable.

This is a study-like room, not too big or too small, but it is the most secret place in this brothel.

Zhou Yue and Wen Qijin are the same, they don't have good wine in their hands and beautiful women in their arms.

There were only three of them in the whole study.

Zhou Yue sat on another book table and drew his folding fans. He drew very skillfully and quickly, and he had finished three or four fans in one go.

After all, every time he encounters a situation where he needs to show his weapon, he has to throw a fan handsomely first.

The moves are cool and can boost his morale, but they are more fanciful, so he needs to draw more for backup.

Among the three, only Wen Qijin is doing his job properly.

At this time, he looked serious and was writing a letter.

Encrypted paper and ink, the pen is stained with ink and falls on the paper, but the paper is still blank.

Only after special treatment, the handwriting will appear.

The three of them were doing their own things carefully and meticulously, completely unable to see the slightest bit of dandyism in front of others on weekdays.

After Zhou Yue finished drawing ten folding fans, he stopped writing with pride and satisfaction.

All of his paintings are landscape pictures, and he also specially composed poems to mention them.

In the eyes of outsiders, it may be considered arty for a dude like him to hold such a folding fan, but in fact, this is his real talent.

After Zhou Yue stopped writing, he walked over to Pei Yijian with great interest to watch him paint.

"Brother Pei, I'm drawing the twelve princesses again!" Zhou Yue couldn't help laughing out loud.

Why say it again?

Zhou Yue could clearly remember that the first time they met the Twelve Princesses, the three of them entered the confidential study room of Yihong Courtyard, and Pei Yijian drew the Twelve Princesses in men's clothes on the spot.

Of course, at that time none of them knew that Lu Lili was the twelve princesses, they just thought this girl was interesting.

She obviously followed them all the way on purpose, but she didn't admit it, and insisted one by one, thinking that they really couldn't see that she was actually a girl.

At that time, Zhou Yue couldn't help asking Pei Yijian, "Brother Pei, what did you draw her for?"

Beautiful girls are everywhere, Zhou Yue doesn't feel anything.

If he hadn't seen Pei Yijian painting this girl in men's clothing, Zhou Yue would have forgotten her right now.

Pei Yijian replied without raising his head: "It's nothing, I just really want to paint."

This time, Pei Yijian also answered him without raising his head: "Yes, I want to draw."

"Hey, the painting is really good!" Zhou Yue can only praise him!
"Brother Zhou, Brother Pei, the letter is finished!" Wen Qi had already stuffed the letter into an envelope by now.

The two people standing together looked at Wen Qijin.

Pei Yijian was finally willing to raise his head, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "Brother Wen, as we discussed just now, you didn't include the meeting of the twelve princesses outside the palace, did you?"

"Of course." Wen Qi smiled back now, "If His Majesty finds out, the Twelve Princesses will be in trouble."

The three of them grew up together, helping and trusting each other.

Pei Yijian continued to paint with confidence, adding a few more strokes to complete the painting.

Zhou Yue also went to sort out the folding fans he had painted.

No one noticed that the color of Wen Qijin's eyes changed slightly the moment he lowered his head to collect his pen and ink.

(End of this chapter)