royal girl

Chapter 450
With a little hangover, Chu Ke sat up with her forehead supported, and beside her was a person who was sleeping soundly, snoring slightly.

She turned her head away in annoyance, and the events of last night slowly appeared in her mind.

They quarreled again. After drinking some wine, she couldn't control her emotions well, as if they were arguing very loudly.Ji Zimo's temperament was a bit irritable in the first place, and the two had a quarrel, but he suppressed him on the bed with force, and she was powerless to resist.

What do you hate most about him?
It's just that when you can't scold, you can do it. How can a woman's strength compare with a man's, especially in a place like the bed, every time she is defeated in an extremely embarrassing situation.

With a bit of resentment, she walked around his dead pig-like body and went to change clothes.

Narcissus was waiting outside the door. Hearing the voice, she hurried in and quietly brought the clothes from the huanghuali carved hanger very skillfully, and waited for Chu Ke to put them on.Cardamom came in with the little girl, gently helping the princess to wash up.

Through a curtain, the sound of the prince's snoring was very familiar. Seeing the almost uncontrollable anger on the face of the princess, everyone dared not make a sound.

After washing and dressing, Chu Ke heard a voice coming from inside.After glancing at their girl, they went in to wait for the one inside to get up, change and wash.

When the husband and wife were sitting at the breakfast table to eat together, Chu Ke had already controlled her expression very well, with a calm look, as if the man in front of her was not in her eyes at all, and she was eating her meal comfortably.

Chu Ke is not as picky about the food as her handkerchief Princess Jiaojing, as long as the food is edible and delicious, she can still accept it.

Chun Wang cautiously raised a corner of his eye and glanced at Chu Ke, and found that she was facing him with the same face that has never changed for thousands of years. The guilt in bed last night made him almost uncontrollable and wanted to get angry.Lao Tzu is not a dead man, why is he acting like a widow all day long?
My heart was burning all the time, and I couldn't eat this meal anymore.

Just as he was about to drop his chopsticks and leave, he heard Chu Ke drop the chopsticks slightly louder.

His heart trembled, and his legs softened in disappointment. After all, he didn't dare to just pretend to be a master and slip away.

Hey.

Even when he is drunk, he still dares to pretend to be crazy and act foolishly. When he is sober, he is basically a rabbit.

There is no way to stay in this house.

After dinner, Ji Zimo was finally able to stride out with his head held high.

Seeing his unpromising appearance, Chu Ke sneered, you bastard!

"Princess, Concubine Han and Concubine Xu are here to greet you." Narcissus raised the curtain and walked in, asking softly.She was married with the princess, so she is naturally different from other girls.

"Let them go back." Chu Ke said with a straight face, looked at her and didn't know, but just came to see the joke. They had a quarrel last night, and the whole palace probably knew about it.

Narcissus agreed, and went out to send people away.

It was noon in a blink of an eye, lunch was ready in the kitchen, and we were just waiting for the concubine to order food.

Looking at the posture in the morning, it is estimated that the prince will not come back at noon.Even if he came back, he might be intercepted by Concubine Han or Concubine Xu on the way.

Thinking of this, Cardamom said to Narcissus, "Why don't you ask the princess for dinner, anyway, the prince won't come back, so if you eat earlier, you can sleep more in the afternoon to refresh yourself."

Narcissus glanced at Cardamom, "Wait a little longer." The prince offended the princess, and he looked indifferent, because the princess put down her chopsticks in the morning, and her legs were so frightened that her legs went limp.She was afraid that she would come back at noon, but she couldn't guarantee it in her heart, so she could only delay it.

Cardamom and Narcissus both came with the princess. Hearing what Narcissus said, he sighed softly, "I don't know when these days will end. We have wronged our princess."

"Don't talk nonsense." Narcissus pinched her, if it wasn't for the young lady's hindrance, their girls wouldn't have to be wronged.Originally, this marriage was enough to be wronged by the young lady, but the prince still used the young lady to compare with their girls everywhere, poking people's hearts, it couldn't be worse.But even if this is the case, as a girl, I still hope that the prince can find out that their girl is good, and figure out earlier to live a good life, and don't make such a fuss.

There are also two side concubines in the backyard who are watching covetously, thinking about it makes me worry.

King Chun didn't come back at noon, and was intercepted by Concubine Xu when he came back at night.

The princess didn't speak, and they dared not do anything even if they were girls in a hurry.The concubine fell asleep, Narcissus and Cardamom sighed at each other, feeling that the future would be just like that night.

Ji Zimo didn't come for several days, Chu Ke didn't care at all, but felt a little more at ease.If she didn't want to have a child, she wouldn't even be willing to do that kind of thing with him. No matter how noble she is, she can't look down on him, but without the child he gave, she, the princess, would be in this yard I can't stand up.

Thinking of this, it is inevitable that her complexion will be gloomy. A woman has to endure this for a lifetime, and she doesn't know why.

Spreading the paper, grinding the ink, and picking up the brush, all in one go. Chu Ke looked at the picture of fighting spring that he had drawn, feeling impetuous, and this painting was a little more dry.In the end, if you can't calm down, no matter how you tell yourself, you shouldn't take it to heart, and it's serious to live your own life freely.

He crumpled the painting into a ball and threw it out casually.

Ji Zimo just entered the door, and threw something on his forehead.It was really impossible to guard against, and he didn't expect that the people in the room would attack with force, so he was stupid for a while and didn't hide, and got hit on the forehead.

It didn't hurt, but it was like a great shame, and his face turned black instantly.He lowered his head to see what had hit him, and saw a ball of paper with ink smudges inside.

I didn't know if it was a convulsion, so I bent down and picked up the paper ball, and then unfolded the paper, and I saw this picture of fighting spring.The black and white ink painting, obviously only has two colors, but at first glance, it seems to be full of beautiful flowers, colorful, he couldn't help being stunned, and blurted out: "This painting is so good, why did you throw it away?" He completely forgot that it was just now. This painting has been smashed in the head.

"What are you picking it up for? The painting is broken." Chu Ke was feeling annoyed, and her words were a little dry, as if seeing him, the past few days of self-cultivation were all in vain.

"Where is the painting broken? I think the painting is very good." Ji Zimo walked in while talking, "I am not very good at painting, but I have seen my second brother paint. He can draw in black and white. The flowers are blooming, your painting is still called broken, and others will not be able to live." He felt that he was deeply despised, and he was very depressed.

Hearing what he said, Chu Ke couldn't help but sneered: "I didn't expect to know this. It's a pity that it's a facade. Painting is about mood and artistic conception. I really don't know anything about it." As long as you are skilled, you can do it with your eyes closed Draw very beautiful pictures, but not every picture is full of energy.

Ji Zimo was not stupid, his face turned red when he heard this, and the fingers pointing at Chu Ke trembled.

Don't care about women!

He took a deep breath before he suppressed the anger in his heart. Being so despised is really undignified for a man.

After all, he failed to suppress the fire, flung his sleeves and left!

After leaving the courtyard, I found that I was still holding the piece of paper in my hand. Because I lost my life, I didn't want to see it. If I tore it up and threw it away, it would be passed to Chu Ke's ears, and I don't know. What to say to make fun of yourself.

Looking at this piece of paper, he realized for the first time that the peaty woman is just a thrown away painting, which can make him depressed to death!

Is there any reason?
Holding the bomb-like piece of paper and going back to his study, Ji Zimo felt that the painting was actually quite good no matter how he looked at it.

Doesn't he see something wrong, is it true that there is something wrong with his eyes?

But although he is the laziest and least talented of the brothers, he clearly knows that it takes a very deep foundation to paint ink and wash.

Looking at this painting, Ji Zimo himself became more competitive with himself, so he stopped eating, rolled up the painting and went to Shufangzhai.

At night, when Chu Ke saw Ji Zimo holding the framed painting that she had thrown away in front of her eyes, she felt a little bad.

"What do you frame it for?" What is thrown away is garbage, don't you understand this?

"The painting is really good. The owner of Shufangzhai kept boasting, asking me who painted it, and wanted to ask for a manuscript to take away. He thought it was beautiful." Ji Zimo looked at Chu Ke with a smile, " How's it going, isn't it good?"

Seeing Ji Zimo happily put such a... painting in front of her, Chu Ke felt that her outlook on life in the first half of her life had undergone an extremely serious subversion.

She needs to be quiet for a while.

Seeing Chu Ke's silent appearance and getting used to her appearance, Ji Zimo didn't see anything wrong, and wanted to show off, "You made it crumpled, and the boss took a long time to do it." It's flat, you can't see the creases, can you?"

Taking a deep breath, Chu Ke stroked her heart, suppressed the extremely complicated feelings, and said slowly: "If you want a good-looking painting, I will draw another one for you. This...let me here." Damn, this painting is drawn by an expert who can see how depressed and furious she drew it, what a shame, this idiot still wants to hang it on the wall, please spare her.

(End of this chapter)