Chapter 57 The domineering prince fell in love with me
Liu Yiyi sat down next to Qingyue, Feng Xuanmo was amazed, the county lord of Qingyue, who had always looked down on prostitutes, was able to sit with the top brand of Qinlou Chu Pavilion.
It's incredible.
Feng Xuanmo's refreshments are very poetic, beautiful but not delicious. It's really a literati, Qingyue pouted.
Liu Yiyi was still immersed in the shock just now, who is the eldest brother?
After eating without saying a word, Feng Xuanmo pulled them to look at the paintings, and suddenly stopped, as if thinking of something, "It's me who is abrupt, the county lord of Qingyue has never liked these things like the wind and snow, why don't I go with His Highness first?"
"Your Highness?" Liu Yiyi said in surprise
Nani, she's the only one left here?
"Impossible, lead the way!"
A room full of beautiful figures, lifelike as if they were about to float down from the painting. There are also many landscape paintings, all of which are really powerful. Qingyue was amazed.
"The mood is unique. Liu Yiyi admired and looked at Qingyue again. He asked, "What does the county lord of Qingyue think?"
Feng Xuan's smile is warm, like a smiling tiger. also waited for Qingyue's answer.
How do I know this, isn't that embarrassing?
Clearing her throat, she found everyone looking at her. Waiting for her answer, who doesn't know, the county lord of Qingyue is empty and beautiful, and there is no ink on his chest.
Can't use modern things, and still maintain the character, isn't it difficult for her?
Kiyoshi blinked, "Not good." ”
Sure enough, there is no aesthetic. Feng Xuanmo mocked in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on the surface. Liu Yiyi couldn't control it, and looked at Long Aotian happily and proudly.
See, that's the difference.
"I prefer to see painters paint dirty streets, suffering peasants, burning ashes rather than these pictures of beauties. ”
Feng Xuanmo was stunned for a moment. What do you mean?
"This year is a disaster year, drought in Changping Province, and wildfires in Jinnan Province. Peasants are displaced and separated. There is a lot of crying, compared to those beauties, I think Feng Gongzi can pay more attention to these. ”
Feng Xuan's ink folding fan no longer fanned, and he took a deep look at Qing Yue. The hand holding the fan turned out to be a little unsteady.
These words made his face hurt more than scolding him directly. He is fascinated by the beauty of mountains and rivers. Who ever cared about that?
"You don't have to feel guilty. "Just kneel!" Qingyue thought to himself.
The paintings in this room seem to be mocking his ignorance and selfishness, although the lord of Qingyue has a poisonous mouth, but people do not seem to be as legendary.
Qing Yue let go of Long Aotian and looked at the paintings carefully.
Liu Yiyi stopped Long Aotian and smiled shyly, "Big brother, I didn't expect you to be the prince! ”
On that day, she opened up with her eldest brother. told the secret that he could produce a spirit tablet, and was accepted by the eldest brother. A deal was made. She willingly got out of the carriage and gave her immediate boss a rest.
I can feel that the identity of the eldest brother is unusual, but I didn't expect it to be so unusual. Her vision is as good as ever.
Long Aotian's eyes were faint, and he snorted. His eyes looked to the other side, his pupils constricted. Unknown emotions slowly rose.
Feng Xuanmo and his Yue'er stood side by side, very close. Half of her body was outside Yue'er, almost hugging her. Such thin shoulders really attract men's exclusivity.
No one knows better than him!
Qing Yue raised his eyebrows in interest, and Feng Xuanmo actually talked and laughed?
Long Aotian was completely furious, ignored the annoying Liu Yiyi, and strode over. He dragged her over and took her in his arms.