The demon queen seduces the cold emperor

Chapter 326 Destroy the portrait and make ice dancing shoes
"emperor!"

Lu Kaiming was shocked in his heart, he knelt down again with a "boom", and tightened his sleeves nervously, his forehead was almost pressed to the floor, and he said in a trembling voice: "Damn this slave! I really don't think about anything, just listen to the emperor Speaking of the tenth princess, I think... I just think of the tenth princess's concubine, Concubine Xuan, and I beg the emperor to forgive me!"

"... Concubine Xuan?" Chu Muyuan finally came to his senses after being stunned for a moment, tried his best to recall for a while, and only remembered the vague outline of Concubine Xuan, which seemed familiar, but couldn't remember what she looked like. He couldn't help frowning and said, "Xiao Luzi, go get the portrait of Concubine Xuan from the harem album, I can't remember clearly."

"Your Majesty, it's late at night. It's time for the Emperor to go to bed. Let's see it tomorrow." Lu Kaiming tried his best to stabilize his mood, so that he could say this sentence coherently, his forehead was already dripping with cold sweat.

"I can't sleep, go and get it now. I lost the tenth princess. She must be similar to her mother. Looking at the portrait of Concubine Xuan, I seem to have seen my tenth princess!" Chu Muyuan waved his hand. , said in a somewhat lonely tone.

"...Yes, the servant obeys the order!" Lu Kaiming hesitated, but reluctantly accepted the order, got up and left.

Chu Muyuan stared at the dressing table, thinking wildly again, recalling everything about him and Concubine Li in this dormitory back then, his eyes suddenly became hot, water vapor filled his eye sockets, and he murmured, "Yazi , I remember your face so clearly that I can draw it even with my eyes closed... I miss you so much..."

Lu Kaiming dawdled outside for a long time with the scroll in his hand, but he still didn't have the courage to step in, his brows were tightly knit, he really didn't know what to do, let alone how things turned out like this!
No wonder the Eighth Prince had many reasons not to let the emperor see Xiao Chuzi, no wonder Xiao Chuzi covered his face and dared not see anyone, no wonder the Eighth Prince told him to investigate Concubine Xuan secretly, and he was not allowed to tell the emperor, it turned out that the two of them already knew ...

A whirlwind came and slapped the windows. Chu Muyuan got impatient and shouted, "Come on!"

"Your Majesty, the servant is here!" The eunuch outside came in and bowed back.

Chu Muyuan said in a displeased tone: "Go outside and see if Lu Kaiming was blown away by the wind, or what, the two sticks of incense have passed, and he still hasn't returned after taking something!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The eunuch agreed and withdrew.

After a while, Lu Kaiming came in hurriedly, holding the scroll in his hand, knelt down with a bit of grief and indignation, and said, "My Majesty, this slave deserves death! The slave came back after taking the scroll, but it was blown away by the strong wind outside." , blew on the pear tree outside Yongle Palace, and when the servants took it down, the scroll had been torn by the branches and covered with snow, and the portrait of the empress was messed up...Please punish the emperor!"

"What? Bring it up!" Chu Muyuan said angrily with a dark face.

"Yes!"

Lu Kaiming opened the scroll tremblingly, and held it up with both hands. Chu Muyuan took it, and looked over, his face cramped and trembling with anger. He saw that the scroll was scratched in several places, and what was worse, Concubine Xuan's face The top was also scratched and smudged with snow, so it couldn't be seen completely!
"Lu Kaiming, how do you do things? Ah? Where is your caution? This is a cloth roll, how can it be easily torn? It must be rolled up when you hold it, how could the snow get into it? Did you go?" Chu Muyuan was so angry that he almost smashed the scroll on Lu Kaiming's head, his face was livid and angry.

Hearing this, Lu Kaiming kowtowed straightly, "Back to the emperor, the servant first took the picture scroll directly according to the title and surname and left, but when he walked outside Yongle Palace, the servant suddenly thought that he didn't open it to take a look, in case the servant below accidentally made a mistake The emperor will be angry if someone is killed, so the servant opened the picture scroll on the spot, and a strong wind happened to blow up, and the result... it was like this! The servant begged the emperor to punish him!"

"I... I am so mad at you!" Chu Muyuan finally couldn't help throwing the picture scroll in his hand, "Are there any other picture books left?"

"Back to the emperor, there is only this one. It was made by the painter when Concubine Xuan was concubine. The portrait when she first entered the palace has been buried with her in the underground palace!" Lu Kaiming's voice was trembling, and the fear in his heart was even more severe , The crime of deceiving the emperor, the Eighth Prince, the slave is doing his best, even risking his life!

Chu Muyuan was speechless, quite speechless... He was silent for a long time with a gloomy face, and said angrily, "Get up! If it weren't for the fact that you have served me for many years, I really want to kill you!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for not punishing me!" Lu Kaiming kowtowed and stood up with tears in his eyes, "Your Majesty, I will wait for you to change and go to bed!"

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The next day.

Sunny, rare good weather.

Standing by the artificial lake, Duan Jinchu looked at the frozen lake, and couldn't help but feel excited. Ice dance in another world, how excited should it be?

How long has it been since you left the ice dance stage?Is her current body okay?It must be possible, even if it is not possible, it has to be practiced. It is a profession she loves very much. She wants to perform it for Yunhe, so that he can understand what she looks like in modern times!

"Sonny, let's go back to the house, you give me the pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

Sitting at the desk, it took half an hour for Duan Jinchu to roughly draw the blueprint of the ice dancing shoes. Her Chinese painting level is too average, so after wasting countless sheets of rice paper, she finally drew a satisfactory one. Blowing on the wet ink on it, he said, "Sang'er, where is your master now?"

"Mrs., the master should still be in the conference hall!" Sonny replied.

"Well, I'll wait for him."

During lunch, Chu Yunhe went back to his room, and Duan Jinchu pulled him to the table as soon as he entered, and said excitedly: "Look, Mr. Xiang!"

"What is this?" Chu Yunhe picked up the drawing paper on the table in doubt, frowned and said, "Chu'er, you drew this? What is it?"

"These are ice dancing shoes! It's the simplest style I drew, Mr. Gong, find someone to make me a pair according to the blueprint!" Duan Jinchu took his arm and said with a smile.

"Ice dancing shoes? What are they for?" Chu Yunhejun twitched and asked in puzzlement.

Duan Jinchu said anxiously: "Oh, didn't I say that, I am a modern ice dance instructor, and these ice dance shoes are worn on the feet to dance on the ice!"

"You want to wear these shoes and dance on the ice?" Chu Yunhejun's face twitched even more, and he frowned and said, "Why are there such strange shoes? Can the shoe shop master make them?"

"I don't care, anyway, if you think of a way, I just want to make these shoes!" Duan Jinchu said coquettishly, with a dark face.

Hearing this, Chu Yunhe threw down the drawing, and said with a serious face, "What are you doing? You are pregnant now, what if you fall on the ice?"

(End of this chapter)