The Villain’s Little Cutie

The Grand Palace.

Feng Ci squeezed his forehead rather annoyingly.

Asked: "What did you say?"

"Back to the Great Empress, her Majesty the Empress, she has been staying in Yilan Hall today..."

Fengci's beautiful eyes raised, full of coldness.

"Where is the male favorite in the palace? Haven't your majesty been summoned?"

"Yes Yes."

"Okay, you go down."

Feng Ci stood up.

At this time, two men suddenly came in in the room, both wearing blue gauze skirts, and their hair scattered.

Coquettishly said: "Master... you haven't pampered us for a long time..."

These two are the two most favored people in the Grand Palace.

But at this time, Feng Ci didn't mean that at all.

Glancing at the two people coldly.

"Go down."

She put on a dress and went into the palace.

Go straight to the Yilan Temple.

One enters the hall door.

I saw two heads coming together.

"Rong Yu, what are you painting?"

"Your Majesty, this is you."

"You nonsense, this is not me, it's so ugly."

"Hmm... Then you come to paint, Your Majesty."

"Okay." Asi took the pen and swiped it horizontally, only to find that he didn't know what he had painted, and then looked at the one painted by Rong Yu.

It seems to be pretty.

She put down the pen and said solemnly, "Is it good to draw?"

The corner of Rong Yu's lips curled.

Just about to speak.

I heard a female voice coming from behind.

"It looks good, there is no reason why your Majesty's paintings are not good."

A Si was taken aback, turned around, and saw Feng Ci staring at him coldly.

The corners of his lips are still smiling.

"Why is the emperor here?"

Feng Ci walked over without looking at Rong Yu.

Pulled Asi's hand and sat on the cave.

Instructed the maidservant: "Bring up the portrait."

"Yes."

Assi looked curious.

But Rong Yu who was next to him turned black.

Feng Ci glanced at Rong Yu's expression and took a sip of tea calmly.

Assi took the portrait, and said to Rong Yu, "They are not as good-looking as yours."

She raised her head and smiled, her eyes shining brightly.

The corners of his lips are slightly hooked, with a sly smile on his face.

Rong Yu knows what she means, because he painted her, so it looks very beautiful.

The little girl was complimenting herself in disguise, but Rong Yu couldn't laugh.

Feng Ci stretched out his hand and gently buckled the tabletop.

Pulled back Asi's sight.

"The picture you are looking at is called Xu Changyun. His mother was the former imperial guard of Hongfeng State."

"The latter one, although it looks a little worse, but his talent is famous among the Twelve Nations."

In short, everyone has either a family background or a talent.

Asi flipped through a few pictures and put them down. All of them didn't look good at Rong Yu. She might as well stare at Rong Yu.

"What? No one like it?"

Assi looked puzzled.

"Why do you have a favorite?"

Feng Ci smiled: "You are a queen, of course you have to take in some male pets in the harem. Now there is only Rong Yu in the palace, which is really boring."

Rong Yu next to him turned pale.

Hands clenched into fists.

He had expected this day.

I should have felt relieved, but... not reconciled at all.

He frowned, enduring the reluctance of his body, and looked directly at Assi.

"Well," Asi said seriously, "I don't want it."

"do not want?"

Feng Ci took the picture scroll in his hand and glanced at Rong Yu with cold eyes, "Just for him?"

Fengci was a terrifying and severe existence in Asi's heart.

But in her heart, Rong Yu was fragile and vulnerable.

The emperor stared at him with such terrible eyes.

Asi stood up all of a sudden and protected him in front of Rong Yu.

"Emperor Sister, there are so many people, I can't be fortunate to come!"