Poetry and painting are intended to chew the root of the tongue while knocking melon seeds in the wing.

"Hey, you say," Shiqing casually spat out a piece of melon seed shell to the ground, and asked, "What does he think?" Recently, the princess and Dean Wang have been so close, we specially went to the letter to tell the prince, asking him to show him what to do about this matter? What does the prince mean, let them go, don't interfere with these eight words? ”

"Literally," said the painting, leaning back in his chair, one foot hooking the leg of the other.

"Literally?" Shiqing wrinkled a round face and thought for a while, and suddenly clapped his hands, and a pair of eyes that were already round and smooth would open even wider, "I know, it turns out that the prince has taken a fancy to Dean Wang and wants him to be his uncle, right?" ”

Huayi squinted at her, and was very calm about her fussy behavior, and commented sarcastically by the way: "Seven tricks have six tricks, and you're not too stupid in poetry." ”

"So you already know the meaning of painting? You know, why don't you tell me? It's so bad that I've been struggling with the prince's words these days. ”

Huayi slowly spit out a piece of melon seed skin, and then said: "I thought you had already figured out the truth of this, how did you know that your pig head couldn't even see such a simple thing?" ”

Shiqing immediately got up and went to the table to pick up a fine porcelain azure tea cup, poured it full of tea, and then held it with both hands respectfully and handed it to the hand of the painter, with a smile on his face that was so sweet that he could get tired of the dead: "Please also ask the sister of the painter to teach you a lesson or two." ”

Huayi didn't say anything polite to her, took the teacup with a big thorn, and then nodded slightly, motioning for her to sit.

After taking a slow sip of the tea in the teacup, she said slowly, "Actually, there is nothing to teach." In short, it's just a sentence, just follow Sister Yingshi. ”

"Huh?"

Poetry means that this is not authentic. I poured the tea so respectfully, and listened to it for a long time, but you told me this?

"Ahh The painting glanced at her, "Sister Yingshi is the one who serves the princess closely, what does she not report to the princess?" Since Sister Yingshi doesn't care about the matter between the princess and Dean Wang, it means that the prince must be happy to see it. So what are you bothering about? If you have that kind of spare work, it is better to stew more supplements and eat to improve your skin. Look at your face, it's almost as black as the bottom of the pot in the kitchen. ”

Poetry is born with a round face and round eyes, and the appearance is very pleasing. It's just that the fly in the ointment is that her skin is not white. She doesn't know how many secret recipes she has tried for this, but she never improves.

First of all, Huayi's words just hit her heart, and she was a little angry at the moment, and she reached out and grabbed the teacup in Huayi's hand.

Huayi is not a vegetarian either, his arm bent at an incredible angle, and the hand holding the teacup immediately turned to the other side, and he was still laughing and laughing: "What to do?" What did I say was on your mind? Then you don't have to be so angry. ”

Originally, the poetry didn't mean to be angry, but now through the painting, it really has a bit of annoyance.

So she didn't say anything, she used a lot of force, and swept directly with a whirlwind leg.

The two of them used to play together when they were fine, and neither of them could take advantage of each other's half a move, so now that the poetry has used all its strength, the painting naturally does not dare to underestimate it.

In the intersection of fists and feet between the two of them, the tea cup in Huayi's hand could no longer be held.

Originally, she wanted to take a gap and put the teacup on the case, but the moves in Shiqing's hand became more and more powerful, and as soon as she missed, she saw that the teacup flew directly towards the door.

"Ouch," she cried out, "this is made in an official kiln, so what's the good if it falls?" ”

As soon as I heard the poetry, I immediately wanted to rush to grab the tea cup.

It's just that Fang Cai is too eager to take it off, where can she catch it now? I just had to wait to hear the crisp sound of the tea cup falling on the ground.

But suddenly there was a figure in front of them, and then the two of them saw Ying Shi standing at the door with a cold face, holding the teacup in his hand.

"Idle?" Yingshi glared at the two of them coldly, and then said, "The princess is back, why don't you go and fetch water and wait for the princess to freshen up." ”

Poetry and painting glanced at each other and stuck out their tongues.

Shiqing asked, "Is the princess back?" Just now, the two of us kept looking in the direction of the courtyard gate, but we didn't see the princess coming. ”

The painting couldn't wait to break her head to see what was inside.

Dean Wang has not gone over the wall once or twice, why does this girl still not understand? Today, the princess must have been messing with Dean Wang, and now that it's late at night, Dean Wang has sent the princess back over the wall.

"Yes, Sister Yingshi, let's go to fetch water."

Ignoring the questioning look in the poet's eyes, the painting hurriedly agreed, and then ran directly to the kitchen with the poet's arm.

When the two of them carried a pot full of hot water into Sima Yue's bedroom, they saw their princess sitting there looking at a painting, and Yingshi was making a bed behind the screen and folding quilts.

has been with Sima Yue for a long time, and the two little girls of poetry and painting are not afraid of her.

While pouring water into the copper basin on the shelf, the painter tiptoed to look at the painting in Sima Yue's hand.

"Hey, princess, the dean made you another picture?"

Since Wang Jun sent the painting of Sima Yue holding Lamei in his arms, he will send a painting from time to time. The painting is almost to wonder if Wang Jun is addicted to painting their princess.

Unlike the painting, the poetic focus is: "Hey, princess, why are your lips broken?" It looks like someone has bitten you. ”

When a warbler is making a bed behind a screen:

Sima Yue, who is rolling up the spring sleep picture of begonias in his hand:

Didn't these two girls really pretend to be innocent and ignorant to laugh at the princess (me)?

Yingshi was very interested in not making a sound, and still dutifully performed the duties of making the bed and folding quilts there.

It's okay to paint, anyway, Dean Wang is happy that none of them can care. It's just that this lip is broken, these two stupid girls can't see it? This was obviously broken by Wang Jun.

Thinking of this, Yingshi's hands were stunned, and he began to think with a stern face on his face, should the princess write a letter to inform the prince about being kissed by Wang Jun? Speaking of which, this should be a big deal.

And Sima Yue just wanted to cover his lips at this time, and by the way, he also covered his face.

Wang Jun, this bastard! If you kiss it, what do you have to bite? Now it's okay, her upper and lower lips have been bitten, and she doesn't have to go out to see people for the past two days.

She held her forehead with one hand, moaned weakly, and called a warbler.

Ying Shi turned out from behind the screen, first saluted Sima Yue uprightly, and then asked, "Is there something wrong with the princess calling the slave maid?" ”

"What," Sima Yue asked weakly, "This wound on my lips, can I use mulberry white?" ”

Mulberry white is a miracle medicine, and when it is sprinkled, there is no trace of damage at all when it is sprinkled on the next day.

"This slave doesn't know," Ying Shi thought for a while before replying, "The slave doesn't know the ingredients in Mulberry White, and it's not safe to sprinkle it on your lips rashly." ”

Speaking of this, she put forward a proposal with a serious face: "Otherwise, the slave and maid will go over the wall and ask Dean Wang?" ”

Sima Yue:

You really didn't mean to laugh at me?

The poetry and painting couldn't hold back, and he burst out laughing.

Sima Yue had no choice but to helplessly wave his hand at the three of them, who were keen to fall into the well, and let them go down to rest on their own. Then she washed herself with the water in the copper basin, and went to bed to rest.

Nothing to say for a night. When I woke up the next day, the sky was clear, but the branches and leaves of the trees in the courtyard still had the remnants of last night's rain, and now it was shining through the bright daylight, and the rainbow was gorgeous.

Poetry and painting brought the washing water in, and then the warbler who came in was holding a faint and eternal azure jade pot spring bottle in one hand, which obliquely inserted two branches of tender yellow moon, one branch with buds to be released, and one branch half opened. In her other hand, she held a young yellow moon flower that was already fully opened.

I think these branches have just been picked, and there are a few drops of crystal water on the petals.

Sima Yue asked, "Where did these moon flowers come from?" ”

She remembered that she didn't have moon flowers in her courtyard. There are many roses, all of them have climbed the wall and grown, and now they are blooming densely, a sea of pink flowers, the wind blows everywhere, and the fragrance is fragrant.

Yingshi put the jade pot spring bottle in his hand on Sima Yue's dresser upright. The bottle is facing the bronze mirror, and these two delicate moons are also reflected in it.

"These branches of Yueji were sent by Dean Wang early in the morning. Dean Wang said that he got up early today, and when he saw that the yellow moon season in his yard was blooming just right, he specially cut two branches and gave them to the princess to enjoy. ”

"As for this branch of the moonflower," Yingshi stepped forward and handed over the flower that was blooming in his hand, "Dean Wang said that this branch of the moon flower is for the princess to add makeup. ”

Sima Yue looked at the moon flower in Yingshi's hand.

Yellow flowers and green leaves, the water droplets on it tremble and roll, facing the early morning daylight, it is really delicate.

Sima Yue was overjoyed in his heart, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

So after she freshened up, she personally went to open the wardrobe and found a goose yellow skirt that was almost the same color as this month's seasonal flowers.

Tea white spring shirt, goose yellow Luo skirt, a simple Chaoyun bun, no hair ornaments on it, only the yellow moon flower sent by Wang Jun on the side.

Shiqing clapped his hands and laughed on the side: "When Dean Wang sees our princess like this, he will definitely be happy again." The princess has to accept another painting today. ”

Yingshi only relayed a sentence from Wang Jun, saying that after their princess got up, he told her that he was going to invite her to go on a trip today, which was only said by poetry.

Sima Yue was a little worried about this.

Her lips were still broken. If this outing is seen by others

She felt that her face was really empty.

However, she was still looking forward to the outing, so she was very entangled in whether to go out today.

I struggled until she finished breakfast, and she still didn't finish struggling with whether to go out or not.

At this time, a guard came to report outside the door, saying that someone at the door asked to see the princess.

Sima Yue wondered in her heart, there were basically only Wang Jun and Sima Xuan who entered and exited her courtyard on weekdays, and she had already told the guards that she didn't need to report them, just let them in. So who is the person who is asking to see her outside this door now?

When she asked this, she heard the guard reply: "He said that he is the prince of the Lunan Kingdom, Han Zuo." ”