The Stratagem of the Concubine of the Cold King

Chapter 100 is a turtle, not a turtle (3)
At the right time, Xi Wanqing yawned, this painting competition was very boring, it really went on endlessly, the pastries on the table were almost eaten by her, it was really boring.

"Miss Xi Wu, it seems that you are very sleepy, why don't you draw a picture to wake up your mind." It was a coincidence that Xi Wanqing's yawn happened to be watched by Jun Wuxi. They all sat silently in the corner watching the good show, she had finished watching the play, and it was his turn to have some fun, he knew that among the group of women, that girl was the most interesting.

When Xi Wanqing heard Jun Wuxi's words, his eyes flickered, and then he gave Jun Wuxi a strange look from a distance. He must have deliberately teased her, and he couldn't see her being idle.

"No way, Mr. Jun actually asked a fool to paint, I heard right."

"Does that idiot know how to paint?"

Jun Wuxi's words startled everyone in the pavilion. Everyone looked at Xi Wanqing with disdainful eyes, and every glance was full of doubts. No one believed that a fool could paint.

Xi Wanqing came to the painting competition with a wait-and-see attitude. She didn't want to be the focus of everyone's attention, but Jun Wuxi finally pushed her out. She stared at Feng Yi with wide eyes. Chen, the meaning in his eyes is probably, Feng Yichen don't let his old lady make a fool of herself, she is a well-known stupid girl, and she can't play such an elegant art.

"Brother Jun's proposal is good. It seems that Miss Xi Wu is still awake today. Let her paint to clear her mind." After Feng Yichen received Xi Wanqing's eyes asking for help, instead of helping, she added fuel to the flames.

Xi Wanqing withdrew her gaze and hated herself secretly, she was so stupid to eat snacks, she gave up the carriage of Prince Chen's mansion to Xi Zhuyan and Xi Zhuhua, Feng Yichen must still be angry about it, At this moment, she actually went to beg him. Isn't this asking for a dead end?

"Miss Xiwu, I also want to see what famous tricks you can draw." Feng Yixiao also joked with a playful expression, obviously looking forward to the show.

Xi Wanqing saw that she could no longer stay out of the matter, so she had no choice but to deal with it bravely. She stood up and bowed her head to the main seat, and imitated the appearance of those ladies and blessed her body: "His Royal Highness Su Wang, Chen Wang Your Highness, Young Master Jun, everyone knows that Qing'er has no talent or virtue, if the painting is really indecent later, you must not blame Qing'er."

"Go, don't blame me, I definitely won't blame you." Jun Wuxi waved his hand at Xi Wanqing, and spoke first, with a smile on his face when he spoke.

Xi Wanqing raised her head slightly, glanced at the three of them, then lowered her head again, a sly look flashed in her eyes, she secretly planned in her heart that the person who teased her and Feng Yichen, her accomplice, would definitely fall out of shock later Chin, didn't these people ask her to paint, then she should make a painting that shocks the world and weeps ghosts and gods.

Under the gaze of everyone, Xi Wanqing walked towards the mahogany easel with lotus steps.

No way, this silly woman actually went to paint, and everyone in the pavilion was amazed.

Faced with everyone's doubts, Xi Wanqing didn't care at all. He calmly walked to the easel, rolled up his sleeves in a dignified manner, then took off the black silk belt, blindfolded himself, and finally stretched out his hand Pick up the brush on the inkstone.

With the sound of brush strokes, Xi Wanqing could only see Xi Wanqing waving the brush in his hand, drawing outlines on the white rice paper, and he didn't know what unknown objects he was drawing.

"His Royal Highness, guess what Miss Xiwu painted." Jun Wuxi shook the paper fan in his hand again, leaned slightly, and talked to Feng Yichen with great interest.

Feng Yichen's eyes were always fixed on the painter's body. Among the white lilies, there was a shadow of a lake-blue figure, which was such a match. The figure's black hair fell on the back like silk, like a poem, like a painting. Draw beautiful.

"What she can draw...it won't be a good thing anyway." Feng Yichen's mouth curled up indistinctly, and a faint smile appeared on his exile-like face.

Xi Wanqing finally made the last stroke. She stretched out her hand and pulled off the black ribbon over her eyes. She put the brush neatly on the inkstone, rolled up her sleeves, and walked back to the pavilion.

"His Royal Highness Su Wang, His Royal Highness Chen Wang, Mr. Jun, Qing'er has finished drawing."

After Xi Wanqing reported, her paintings were soon invited into the pavilion by servants of Prince Chen's Palace.

There was a sound of gasping all around, and all the people in the pavilion stared at Xi Wanqing's painting with wide-eyed eyes.

Hearing the sound, Xi Wanqing looked around, everyone had a paralyzed expression, so she secretly felt complacent in her heart, whoever told these people to want to watch the fun, they deserved to be surprised.

"Hahaha... This turtle is so resembling." When Jun Wuxi saw Xi Wanqing's painting, his first reaction was to burst into laughter. The turtle is so ugly, this girl actually used it to make it Painting, really belong to her.

After Jun Wuxi finished laughing out loud, Xi Wanqing lowered his voice and corrected weakly: "Young Master Jun, what Qing'er drew is not a turtle, but a soft-shelled turtle."

Pfft, there was a burst of laughter, some people in the pavilion couldn't help laughing, so they suppressed and made a few sounds similar to suppressed laughter.

Even Feng Yichen, the innocent and ruthless prince, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and there seemed to be a smile on his face. Feng Yixiao, who was watching the excitement, even opened the folding fan in his hand, and smiled half-hidden stand up.

"What, it's not a turtle but a soft-shelled turtle." Jun Wuxi stared at the reptile in the painting with his eyes wide open. He has traveled all over the world for these years, but today he actually recognized the soft-shelled turtle as a turtle. How embarrassing it is for him.

Xi Wanqing nodded and emphasized again: "Young Master Jun, Qinger's painting is indeed a soft-shelled turtle."

Seeing Jun Wuxi's wide-eyed eyes, Xi Wanqing couldn't say how happy she was at the moment. Turtles and tortoises are exactly the same size. If you don't distinguish carefully, you won't be able to tell. Let him have nothing to cause trouble for her.

After repeated confirmation by Xi Wanqing, Jun Wuxi stared carefully at Jing Shiwei in front of him again, as if he didn't know which species that lump belonged to, he would not stop today.

"Sure enough, it's not a turtle, but a soft-shelled turtle." Jun Wuxi looked at it carefully for a long time, and finally came up with a few words.

Everyone felt that a group of crows flew overhead, and the sky was dark.

Xi Wanqing was standing straight in front of the throne, and together with the painting of a living bastard, she completely became the focus of everyone's attention at this moment, and their eyes fell on her lake blue dress, Either in shock, or in sarcasm, or in disdain, and somewhere in the pavilion, a man in a navy blue brocade robe was staring at her quietly, but the man's eyes were different from the others, He stared at Xi Wanqing with muddy desire in his eyes, it was not a good thing at first glance.

(End of this chapter)