The Favor of the Delicate Villain of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 62, The Regent and Queen Mother ([-])
"Come here and grind the ink."

Qin Yi realized later, hurriedly came over, with an expression of joy,

"Okay my lord,"

The prince has almost never written in all these years.Qin Yi was a little nervous and a little excited.

Today, well, something big must have happened today.

The little guard was grinding the ink dutifully, while secretly glancing at the calligraphy and painting on the rice paper from the corner of his eye. It was very hard work.

It's just that looking at it, Qin Yi felt that something was wrong, why did he become a woman while painting? ! ! ! !
He had some doubts in his heart, and a wrong force in his hand,
"boom!!!"

Accompanied by the sound of the inkstone being rubbed over, Qin Yi felt the hairs all over his body stand on end.He raised his head tremblingly, saw his master staring at him with a bland smile, and then heard Mu Ye chuckle inexplicably,
"Qin Yi, are your hands itchy recently? Or is it too comfortable to be with this king, and you don't even know these most basic things?"

Qin Yi: ...

I saw the Grim Reaper smiling at me, the one with the scythe! ! !

The little guard's head is spinning fast at this moment, butler Rong is not here, is he really going to die this time?
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the woman in the painting. Although her eyebrows and eyes hadn't been drawn yet, her every move was as beautiful as a country, a beauty of a country and a city.Mu Ye's delicate and powerful brushstrokes add an ethereal beauty to the whole painting.The woman has a light posture, covering her face in a pink gauze in a peach forest, shy and timid, really,
The human face peach blossoms each other.

But these are not the point.

He saw that the woman was wearing a begonia clear jade tassel hairpin on her head.

Before Qin Yi had time to think about it, he immediately knelt on the ground and said respectfully,
"Back to the lord, the subordinate was too engrossed in the painting made by the lord just now, so he lost his composure. I hope the lord will forgive me."

Mu Ye narrowed his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded. He slowly sat on the armchair, his eyes were dimmed, and he asked very calmly,
"Qin Yi, tell me, is this king's painting more beautiful, or the people in the painting are more beautiful?"

Qin Yi: ...

This is really a deadly problem.

Isn't there a woman in this painting?Isn't this woman just a painting?

The cold sweat slowly seeped into his underwear, he had to grit his teeth, and replied bravely,

"Whether it's a painting or the people in it, don't they all belong to our prince?!!!"

The air seemed to stand still for a moment.

Mu Ye came to his senses, carefully inspected the trembling little guard on the ground, raised his eyebrows slightly, as if thinking of something, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly,
"That's right, go down and get the reward."

Butler Rong outside the door was a little nervous. Qin Yi came to the Prince Regent's Mansion since he was a child. Although he was outspoken and outspoken, he was reliable and meticulous in handling things.Over the years, he has long regarded this boy as his own child. Unexpectedly, what happened today, the old housekeeper sighed weakly, and his heart suddenly brightened.

Fortunately, there is no need to collect the corpse.

It seems that this kid can be regarded as a clever ghost,

It was not in vain to stay in front of such an uncertain master for so many years.

Steward Rong wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and retreated quietly.

……

Qin Yi really wanted to wipe the cold sweat off his head violently, and the tense strings were instantly let go. He stretched out his whole body, but when he raised his head, he was horrified to find that his prince was smiling gently at the portrait.

Qin Yi: ...

oh well,

great! ! !
Mona Leo in a smile.

Sensing the little guard's mood swings, Mu Ye glanced at him lightly, and knocked on the table unhurriedly. He took a sip of his tea and ordered softly,
"Take it out and give the picture to the steward, he knows what to do."

(End of this chapter)