The goddess steals, the black-bellied prince is cute

Chapter 75
"See empress empress, empress empress is thousands of years old." Yan Xiaoxiao was still dressed in a fancy dress, before she was completely exposed, she decided to carry it to the end.

The queen sat on the soft couch, holding a teacup in her hand, looked at Yan Xiaoxiao carefully for a while, and then said slowly, "Get up!" The queen leaned half on the soft couch, and took a sip of the tea in her hand "Miss Hua, I'm looking for you this time because I want you to do me a favor. I hope Miss Hua won't refuse!" The queen put down her teacup and was already sitting upright.

Regarding the queen's words, Yan Xiaoxiao did not dare to accept, nor did she dare to refuse, "The empress is serious, the servant girl is just a painter, I don't know how to help the empress."

The queen smiled, Hua Mo said very well, only one sentence of inappropriate status blocked everything, but who is the queen, "Miss Hua, I want you to help draw a picture De'an's portrait, if De'an gets married in the future, this palace will also be able to think about it."

self-portrait?Hua Moke carefully looked up at the queen. Logically speaking, it is reasonable for a mother to make such a request. After all, it is not easy for a daughter to return to her natal family after she gets married. De'an can often return to the palace after marriage, but how many people can understand how his mother misses her daughter.

Knowing that her mother loves her so much, Yan Xiaoxiao almost shed tears on the spot. The mother is sorry, De'an can no longer be filial to you.

"Miss Hua, Miss Hua?" Seeing that Hua Mo had lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, the queen reminded her.

Yan Xiaoxiao immediately came back to her senses, and forced a smile, "Your Majesty, it's really embarrassing for my daughter to say that. My daughter heard that Princess De'an was called the God of Painting. My Majesty wants a portrait of De'an. Why don't you let Princess De'an paint it in person?" Painting for the empress, let alone..."

Yan Xiaoxiao lowered her head, as if she was aggrieved, "If the servant girl draws badly and offends the princess, the servant girl's life is a minor matter, I'm afraid it will affect the relationship between the empress and the princess."

Only then did the queen realize that this Hua Mo had such eloquence. After being shocked, the queen smiled faintly, "Miss Hua, don't worry, I don't intend to show this portrait to De'an. De'an is about to get married. , I don't want to add to De'an's sadness." The queen looked worried, making anyone feel distressed when they saw it.

Yan Xiaoxiao raised her head, just in time to see a strand of white hair next to the queen's ear, suddenly her heart tightened, it's just that she hadn't seen it for a few months, and the queen mother has aged so much.

Seeing that Yan Xiaoxiao still didn't agree, the queen sighed slightly, and said kindly to her, "Miss Hua is just doing this for the sake of a mother who cares about her children."

Speaking of this, if Yan Xiaoxiao doesn't paint anymore, I'm afraid it won't be justified.

"Your Majesty is serious, I should do my best." Yan Xiaoxiao paused at this point, and carefully looked at the Queen's expression. The Queen's expression was calm and slightly smiling. Then he continued, "But if the courtiers are dull, I'm afraid they won't be able to draw Princess De'an's extraordinary demeanor."

When the queen heard this, she hurriedly asked people to prepare the Four Treasures of the Study, "Miss Hua is humble, I have seen your figure paintings before, they are very lifelike and vivid."

When the queen finished speaking, Yan Xiaoxiao was already standing in front of the painting platform, but the pen in her hand stopped in mid-air.

De'an's appearance was once seen in the bronze mirror every day, but now when he picked up the pen, Yan Xiaoxiao suddenly didn't know how to write. The age of children was too immature. Although it could accurately arouse the queen's suspicion, it could not After all, taking risks, Girls' Generation Qiao Xiaoqianxi, but can't achieve her goal.

correct!

Yan Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly lit up, remembering that once she had a quarrel with Bai Yunfei, and she shed tears in the palace angrily, the queen mother rushed over and comforted herself well, that day the queen mother lived with her specially, saying Yan Xiaoxiao said a lot of thoughtful words, and the scene of her mother hugging herself to sleep, Yan Xiaoxiao has already deeply engraved in her mind.

The queen thought that Hua Mo didn't dare to do it, and just wanted to say a few words to comfort her, but she didn't expect Yan Xiaoxiao to suddenly fill up the drawing paper with a big stroke of the pen.

The queen was startled, and looked at Yan Xiaoxiao's paintings seriously. When Yan Xiaoxiao participated in the selection of painters before, the queen didn't pay attention to Yan Xiaoxiao's expression and movements when painting. Not only is the style of Xiao's paintings very similar to De'an's, but even the facial expressions, movements, and frowning and pouting expressions are exactly the same.

If it wasn't for Yan Xiaoxiao's face that differentiated Yan Qiqi, the empress would have recognized the wrong person.

"Empress, the painting is finished, please have a look at it." Yan Xiaoxiao lifted up the painting and unfolded it in front of the empress.

"Boom!" The queen's hand trembled, and the teacup in her hand fell to the ground in response to the sound.

Yan Xiaoxiao hurriedly knelt down, "My empress, please forgive me, is it because my servant did not draw well enough to offend the empress?"

"No." The queen didn't mean to blame Yan Xiaoxiao, but looked at the painting with fascination. There were two people in the painting, it was the queen and Yan Qiqi. The queen in the painting showed a loving smile and gently patted Touching the back of Yan Qiqi's hand, and Yan Qiqi's expression was smiling.

"You paint very well." The queen's eyes kept staring at the portrait, and the kindness on her face deepened even more.

The queen held back the shock and doubts in her heart, and tried to keep her voice calm, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​painting this painting?"

Yan Xiaoxiao's voice is pretending to be heavy, she knows that she can't continue to stimulate the queen now, otherwise things will be reversed, "Returning to the empress, when the ministers were wronged before, they would cry to the mother, and the mother always comforted me tirelessly, so The servant thinks that the mother is the warmest harbor for the daughter, so she has such an idea, and please don't be offended by the empress."

The queen finally recovered from the painting, and hurriedly ordered the people around her to frame the painting and hang it in the bedroom, and arranged for the imperial dining room to cook some dishes that "De'an" liked to eat at the beginning, so Yan Xiaoxiao Very happy to eat.

"Your majesty, I think this Miss Hua is very kind." After seeing off Yan Xiaoxiao, the queen returned to her bedroom, staring out the window in a daze.

When Yan Xiaoxiao was talking to the queen just now, the emperor had been hiding behind. After seeing the painting, the emperor was also shocked, and thought of Yan Xiaoxiao's words at the beginning, "If I am neither Hua Moke, Isn't it Yan Xiaoxiao?"

The emperor gently took the queen's hand, "I also feel that this Miss Hua is indeed rare. Look at this painting, it is so lifelike that it almost brings you to life. Even if you are Qiqi, you may not necessarily have such accomplishments." .”

Paintings with such care are simply priceless.

The Queen nodded, but frowned and said, "Your Majesty, don't you think that Qi Qi hasn't drawn for a long time?"

While talking, the queen looked at the painting left by Yan Xiaoxiao again, and thought of the scene five months ago, when Yan Qiqi was wronged outside the palace that day, and after returning to the palace, there was a burst of pain. Crying loudly, he hurried over in distress, and finally coaxed Qiqi to be well, and Qiqi's expression at that time was the same as the expression in the painting.

"Then do you feel that Qiqi has changed a lot in the past few months?" Although he was very reluctant to admit this fact, the corpse he found...

The queen looked at the painting, but she was constantly comparing the past with the current Princess De'an in her mind, and she couldn't help nodding, "I can only say that the current De'an, except for the matter of regretting the marriage, is better than before. I'm more sensible." Now De'an is filial and kind, compared to the past when he was lawless, he has really changed a lot.

The emperor thought for a while, and then took out the piece of clothing from the sleeve. Even after being infected by corpse gas and buried in the soil for a period of time, the cloth still exudes luster.

The queen was shocked when she saw the piece of clothes, and hurriedly took the pieces from the emperor's hand, and put them in the palm of her hand, trembling uncontrollably, "Your majesty, this is Tianshu brocade, which is quite precious. It was only half a piece back then. You gave it to Chen Qie, and Chen Qie saw that Qi Qi didn't have a suitable middle coat, so she used this fabric to make Qi Qi a middle coat, and the rest of the cloth is still in Chen Qie's closet."

Having been affirmed by the queen, the emperor's heart sank into the ice cave, and his whole body felt cold, "Queen, are you sure?"

Because this fabric had been buried in the soil, and there were only a few fragments, when I got it, I just thought the fabric looked familiar, and remembered that the queen had this fabric, but I didn't expect that this fabric was used to make clothes for Qi Qi.

The queen nodded vigorously while holding the cloth, "Your majesty, what's going on, why do you have such a fragment, why did you let the concubine order Miss Hua to paint, and why did you mention the change of Qi Qi to the concubine, the emperor, tell the concubine ..." Looking at the emperor's gradually stern face, the queen felt a bad premonition in her heart.

However, in the end, the emperor just sighed softly, "Although this fabric is precious, I still have it. Empress, you should pay more attention to Qiqi recently. She is about to marry and become a woman, and you need to teach her many things."

"Your majesty, please don't leave. Tell your concubine clearly what's going on?" Seeing that the emperor was about to leave, the queen quickly grabbed the hem of his clothes with both hands, her face was already full of tears, "Unexpectedly, there was only half a horse. The emperor didn't stay at all back then, but the concubine remembered it clearly."

The emperor was held back by the empress, he raised his head helplessly, not letting his tears come out, and then he pretended to be calm and said, "The assassin who appeared a while ago has such a fragment on his body, I saw it familiar, so I brought it to you distinguish."

assassin?The queen let go of her hand slowly, and then she remembered that when she was taking a bath some time ago, an assassin broke in and told her that the current Princess De'an was a fake princess.

But hasn't the assassin already escaped?

The queen came back to her senses, and was about to ask a question, but found that the emperor had already hurried to the gate of the palace, and stepped out quickly.

Yan Xiaoxiao's belly was swollen, and she returned to her room very happily. When she opened the door, she didn't see Yelu Honghua who threatened to wait for her return, "The plague god has finally left."

"Mother, who are you talking about?" Qibao was obviously upset.

Yan Xiaoxiao slapped the back of her head abruptly, unexpectedly forgetting about this lovely beast, she quickly took Qibao out of her sleeve and held it in her palm, "Qibao, I'm not talking about you, be good, don't be angry .”

When Yan Xiaoxiao left the queen's place, she could feel the queen's closeness to her, so she was in a good mood, and her attitude towards Qibao also made a 180-degree turn.

Qibao raised his head and used the common white eyes among animals, although Yan Xiaoxiao couldn't understand, Qibao fluttered his wings, "I know, you mean daddy."

(End of this chapter)