The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Qin Yuning's body wrapped in the quilt shuddered slightly.

Ye Tian looked at her for a moment, walked back to the table again, and continued to drink tea.

Yun Qianyue's mouth slightly lifted, and suddenly left the glass mirror, said to Ling Lian and Yi Xue: "Should I say I should go to Tianzi No. 2 room, or sit for a while?"

The two looked at Yun Qianyue and Ling Lian frowned: "Miss, is this bad? Miss Qin will hate you!"

"Even if I don't go around, she will be dead to me. If so, why not let her hate it more?" Yun Qiangyue stepped up to the door and walked out of the room in a few steps. She and Qin Yuning are destined not to be friends.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue glanced at each other and followed behind her.

Coming to Room No. 2 of Tianzi, Yun Qianyue reached out and knocked on the door. Qin Yuning's face changed, and he suddenly opened the quilt and looked at the door. The action of pouring tea at night, asked: "Who?"

"I!" Yun Qianyue said.

"Sister Moon?" Night sky stunned.

"Well, Miss Qin said it well. I was really boring to sit by myself. I came over and asked you to sit together." Yun Qianyue said, before she could enter or open the door, she reached out and pushed open the door.

Qin Yuning just wanted to stop it. When she saw that the door had opened, her face, which was not so bloody, was completely white, and she quickly covered her with a quilt.

Ye Tianqing didn't expect Yun Qiangyue to come in and said that she was standing up.

When Yun Qianyue came in, she saw the situation in the room pretending to be stupefied, throwing pieces of clothes on the ground, and making a mess on the bed. She blinked and suddenly smiled, and asked the night sky, "Am I not? Should come?"

Ye Tianqing's sight to Shangyun Qianyue, her face suddenly turned red and white, and there was no sound at all.

Ye Tianqing and Qin Yuning didn't expect Yun Qianyue to come, and the two of them were silent for a while. At night, he leaned over and stood stiffly at the table. Qin Yuning was lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt.

"Although I shouldn't be here, since I'm here, I can't just go out like this!" Yun Qianyue smiled as she watched Ye Tianqing, stepped forward to the bed, stepped forward to the bed, and walked over the rags on the ground. Ye Tianqing complained: "You don't know how to pity fragrant jade too, did all the women in the Prince's House teach it in vain? Look at what you have tossed Miss Qin! This is a good watercolor on the Xianyifang, value Thousands of dollars! Just torn it away, it's really a loser."

Poured his face white at night.

"Miss Qin, are you okay?" Yun Qiangyue stood in front of the bed, pretending to look at Qin Yuning with concern.

Qin Yuning stiffened and seemed to be breathless.

Yun Qianyue's eyes flashed slightly, reaching for Qin Yuning's quilt. "Miss Qin? Are you doing something?"

Qin Yuning was shocked, and he grabbed the quilt violently, his voice trembling, "I... nothing..."

"Is it really okay?" Yun Qingyue felt that she had never been so enthusiastic, and played once today.

"I'm really... really fine!" Qin Yuning almost gritted his teeth.

"How do I feel wrong when I listen to your voice?" Yun Qianyue dragged the quilt without letting go. The expression of concern on her face was overwhelming. "Do you want me to call you a doctor? Looks serious?"

"No, I'm really okay!" Qin Yuning shook his head in the quilt, anxious in his heart, but he couldn't attack again.

"Is it really okay? I don't look like you are okay. The clothes on the ground are ripped like that. Can you be okay?" Yun Qianyue thought she must be very annoying at this time. But she wanted to be more annoying, just like Qin Yuning was annoying in front of her every time, but also letting her taste the annoying taste. She seemed to be thinking about Qin Yuning in general, and said to her: "Are you uncomfortable? But embarrassed to say? It's okay, I'm quietly calling the female doctor of Tai Hospital to show you. I won't be known! "

Qin Yuning shuddered suddenly.

"Ling Lian, you go..." Yun Qingyue shouted outside.

"Sister Yue, I'm really okay, I don't need to ask a female doctor to correct me." Qin Yuning's face in the quilt has been distorted, but he didn't dare to rush out of the quilt. He immediately interrupted Yun Qianyue, and his voice was crying, "Sister Xie Yue cares , It’s nothing, prince... His Royal Highness did nothing to me, I just... was unwell..."

"He didn't do anything to you? How is it possible?" Yun Qianyue opened his eyes wide and pretended to be angry, "Did you not see it? There was blood on the bedding! Did he abuse you? And you dare not say it? I Go and find the uncle of the emperor to teach him."

Frightened, Qin Yuning immediately poked his head out and stretched his wrist to grab Yun Qianyue's wrist. "Sister Yue, I'm really fine. His Royal Highness is very kind to me..." The words fell, she looked towards Ye Tianqing, Seeing that Ye Tianqing was still standing stiffly at the table, he shouted weakly to him, looking for help, "His Royal Highness..."

Yun Qianyue turned her head and saw that Qin Yuning's small face was completely bloodless. She wondered: "Is it really okay? But why is your face so white? And..." She reached out a finger and didn't understand Asked, "What about the blood... what's going on?"

Qin Yuning wanted to die, and shivered and didn't speak.

Ye Tianqing walked slowly at this time, his face had returned to normal, and said to Yun Qingyue: "Sister Yue, you are too young, and you don't understand the matter between men and women. Yu Ning is really fine. If you really look for it, After the father emperor, she has something to do."

Yun Qianyue blinked, "That blood is all right?"

"Nothing!" Ye Tian shook her head, "You will know that by the day you and Xian, women have had this once."

"Oh!" Yun Qingyue suddenly looked at Qin Yuning, "It turns out that Miss Qin has become a woman!"

Qin Yuning suddenly closed his eyes in shame, and head again into the quilt.

"Uh!" Ye Tian nodded.

"I understand!" Yun Qianyue seemed to bow her head and think for a moment, and then looked up at Night Sky and said: "This is a happy event? Since I was hit by it, how can I send you a happy gift?" How can I say that you and I have a passion for ten years of chasing. Can't we just come empty-handed?"

"On the day when Yu Ning and I get married, Sister Yue will send a happy gift." Ye Tianqing looked at Yun Qianyue.

"I will send the wedding gift again. Today I congratulate you for holding the beautiful woman and congratulate Miss Qin for becoming a woman. How can there be no wedding gift?" Yun Qiangyue walked to the table in the room and told Ling Lian outside: "Ling Lian, bring me 72 rice papers."

"Yes!" Ling Lian responded outside.

Yun Qianyue sat down at the table and waved to the standing night sky, "Come on, you come and watch, this is a good gift, I don’t give it to anyone. From small to big, in these years, I am Give this good thing to you for the first time."

Ye Tianqin looked at Yun Qingyue doubtfully.

"Why? You don't believe it? It's true! This is my baby, I keep it. I never gave it to anyone." Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows at the night. Since Nanliang Guoshi is still thirty miles away, how could it take an hour to enter the city, enough for her to finish painting the night sky, if she doesn't give it today, what time will she stay?

"Okay!" Ye Tianqing walked up and sat down opposite Yun Qianyue.

Ling Lian took in seventy-two pieces of rice paper, put it in front of Yun Qiangyue, closed the door again, and walked out quietly.

Yun Qianyue took out the quill from his arms and told Ye Tian to say, "You grind me!"

Ye Tian looked at Yun Qiangyue's quill in one hand, and did not speak. She rubbed her ink as she said. After a short while, the ink was over and he let go.

Yun Qianyue raised the pen and began to draw the first one. She sketched quickly, and within a moment, the painting of a man and a woman was on the paper, vivid and vivid. The man was actually at night and the woman was Qin Yuning. Although the tone is very simple, she can still see the two. No one is wrong. She glanced with satisfaction and handed the drawing paper to Ye Tianqing, "Look, are you satisfied?"

Ye Tianqing took over the drawing paper in doubt, and instantly opened his eyes wide, Xu Yu, he looked at Yun Qiangyue in disbelief.

Yun Qianyue raised an eyebrow at him, "How is it?"

"You..." Ye Tian tilted his face suddenly red and white, obviously shocked enough.

"What you, me, you just say whether you like it or not. If you like me, I can continue to paint. If you don't like it, um, I want to continue painting too. If you don't want me, I can give it to others." Yun Qian During the month of speaking, the second picture was started.

"Hey... Huan!" Ye Tianqing was silent for a while before making a sound. How can such a painting allow her to give it to others?

"I know you will like it!" Yun Qingyue thought about the seventy-two spring year, but she found the lonely book by accident. It was so old and fragmented that she rarely looked at it together. I haven't brought it up in all these years, and now it's really a good place. She said while drawing: "This is not available on the market."

Ye Tianqing has completely lost his voice.

Yun Qianyue handed him the second picture, "Look at this picture again! How about it?"

Ye Tian leaned over to take it, nodded, and spit out a "good" word with some difficulty.

Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows, smiled and looked at Ye Tian, ​​no longer speaking, and began to draw the third one. Her technique is extremely fast, the strokes are flowing in clouds and flowing water, and the ink depth is just right. The thick place is thick, the light place is light.

Looking at Yun Qianyue at night, she saw her head slightly lowered, her face elegant, her eyebrows clear and her eyes pure. If she didn't look at the paintings on her hand, she would never have imagined that she was painting the **** pictures of the male and female boudoirs. And the painting is very serious, but from the look on her face or the look in her eyes, it seems that the things in her hands are as precious as treasures, and they are not blasphemy and filthy.

"Here!" Yun Qianyue drew another picture and handed it to Ye Tianqing.

Ye Tian tilted his hand and took it for a moment. After seeing Yun Qingyue, he began to draw again. He remembered that she had just instructed his maid to bring 72 papers to her and asked, "How many?"