Chapter 17:

Feng Lingxuan had a very happy past two days, which he didn't expect. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The day before yesterday, he learned in advance that Qiao Xiaoqiao was coming to Ling Xuan Pavilion, so he sent Hei Feng to follow him secretly.

So that day, thanks to Hei Feng's rescue at a critical moment, otherwise Qiao Xiaoqiao and Yuan Mu, the messenger from Dongyu, would have died under the knife of the gangster.

Qiao Xiaoqiao was frightened by a series of changes, and stayed in Ling Xuan Pavilion for a long time before he came to his senses.

She hurried back to the palace to report her safety, she knew that Jiang Li and Ruyi would be very worried, but she didn't know that there was one person who was no less worried about her than anyone else.

"Lord Wang! Xiao Qiao came out of the palace this time to thank the prince! Thank you for your help to Xiao Qiao in the draft! For that, Little Joe can't thank you enough! ”

When he saw Feng Lingxuan, Qiao Xiaoqiao hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

Feng Lingxuan smiled at the corner of his eyes, and looked at Qiao Xiaoqiao with interest, "Thank me?" How thanks? Just talking? ”

"And, of course, action!" Qiao Xiaoqiao hurriedly took out a red money bag from his arms, "Lord Wang!" Here are some scattered silver taels, which are a little bit of Xiao Qiao's heart, you can accept and buy a glass of wine to drink! After receiving the monthly payment, Xiao Qiao will definitely buy you a big pot of good wine! ”

Qiao Xiaoqiao's serious appearance caused Feng Lingxuan to laugh.

With a smile, he reached out and took the money bag and checked it, "Hmm! This amount of money is not enough to buy a good glass of wine! Hahahaha"

Qiao Xiaoqiao blushed and thought, what kind of wine does this prince usually drink? Agar jade syrup?

Looking at Qiao Xiaoqiao's embarrassed appearance, Feng Lingxuan couldn't bear to tease him anymore, "That's it!" Since this money is your heart, this king will accept it for the time being! Ling Xuan Ge has always only been in the calligraphy and painting business, since this king has accepted your money! You can think that this king made a request, asking for a pair of words? Or do you want a painting? ”

"Huh? That's fine! Qiao Xiaoqiao was very surprised, and thought to herself, the Seventh Prince is really not taking the usual path!

"Hmmm! No one else can! But you can! Feng Lingxuan smiled wickedly and raised his eyebrows.

Qiao Xiaoqiao was amused by Feng Lingxuan's appearance, and suddenly felt less restrained, "Hmm! In that case, I want a portrait of myself! In the future, it can be hung in my bedroom, if someone asks, I will proudly tell him that this is the handwriting of the Seventh Prince, and I heard that the calligraphy and painting of the Seventh Prince's are hard to find! If you are destitute, you can exchange it for money! Speaking of happiness, she actually stood up by herself, shaking her head and walking around in front of Feng Lingxuan's eyes.

Maybe at the beginning, it was her casual and unpretentious personality that attracted Feng Lingxuan, in short, Feng Lingxuan felt very comfortable and very comfortable when he saw Qiao Xiaoqiao, not to mention that this girl was of greater use to him.

Qiao Xiaoqiao suddenly realized his gaffe, and hurriedly knelt down again, "I'm sorry Lord Wang!" As soon as I got excited, I forgot that the sky was high and the earth was thick! Please forgive me! ”

Feng Lingxuan forced a smile, "Get up!" This is Ling Xuan Pavilion, these palace rites are still exempt! ”

"Lord Wang! Little Joe has one more small request! Can you let me meet Xiao Tuanzi before returning to the palace? ”

"It's okay to see a small group! But you don't have to rush back to the palace either! This king guesses that today's killer must have something to do with someone in the palace! Since you're here, let's stay in Lingxuan Pavilion for two days to avoid it! ”

Qiao Xiaoqiao hurriedly waved his hand when he heard this, "No, no, no!" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince only granted me one day off! I'm now a maid in Qiyun Palace, if I break the rules, I'm afraid that the identity of the maid that I won with great difficulty will be lost again! ”

"Don't worry, the prince! This king will send someone to Qiyun Palace! You'll be able to stay here for two days in peace! Don't you want to play more with the little group? ”

"Ugh! Well, this one! The thought of being able to have a good time with Xiao Tuanzi for two days made Qiao Xiaoqiao moved.

Feng Lingxuan waved his hand and beckoned a maid, "Arrange a room for Miss Qiao!" Let's take the little ball too! ”

After the maid took Qiao Xiaoqiao away, Feng Lingxuan invited the black wind.

"Jiang Li's side must be in a mess at this moment! You hurry into the palace and tell that person to take this opportunity to give me a good search of the National Teacher's Mansion, and find the bronze mirror no matter what! ”

Hei Feng nodded, "Shall we tell the prince the news of Qiao Xiaoqiao?" ”

"Of course, such a big favor must be sold to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! But not today! You can't let anyone see you when you enter the palace today! Do you understand? ”

"My subordinates understand!"

Qiao Xiaoqiao hugged Xiao Tuanzi and rolled happily on the bed.

She always felt that the little thing in front of her was a small group in that life, and looking at it always reminded of the past time, I don't know if my parents in that life were okay? After all this time, they must have thought she was dead.

The more Qiao Xiaoqiao thought about it, the more sad she became.

In the evening, the maid brought in a plate of exquisite snacks, and Qiao Xiaoqiao, who saw it, drooled, and when the maid turned around, she grabbed a piece and threw it into her mouth, "Wow! It's delicious! Dumplings! You can taste it too! She put a piece of dim sum in the palm of her hand, and Xiao Tuanzi took a happy bite.

After eating and drinking, Qiao Xiaoqiao hugged the small group and ate in the courtyard of Ling Xuan Pavilion.

Ling Xuan Pavilion is different from the palace, although the courtyard is not particularly large, it is full of elegant atmosphere.

The buildings of Ling Xuan Pavilion were almost all wooden structures, and Qiao Xiaoqiao couldn't help but wonder, if there was a fire, Ling Xuan Pavilion was afraid that it would turn into ashes in an instant, "Ahh What a nonsense thing I'm thinking! ”。

As I walked, I came to a door and looked up to see two big characters across the lintel.

The two words "Mofang" are vigorous and powerful! Needless to say, this must be Feng Lingxuan's handwriting, "This prince is indeed eccentric, and he is not a cow or a horse, why did he name this place Ink Fang?" The pronunciation is exactly the same as the mill," Qiao Xiaoqiao shook his head, indicating that he couldn't understand it.

Qiao Xiaoqiao's curiosity has been aroused again, since he is here, he might as well go in and have a look.

Pushing open the door of the ink workshop, a smell of ink came to my nose! There were a few oil lamps burning in the room, and the wooden shelves on the left and right sides were two people tall! It was filled with piles of bamboo slips and rolled up white silk scrolls.

"It turns out that this is the place where the Seventh Prince writes and paints!"

Qiao Xiaoqiao raised his hand and stroked the rows of bamboo slips, a shaft of white silk, and couldn't help but worship Feng Lingxuan in his heart!

A large wooden table sits in the center of the bookshelf, and on the table is a white silk sheet, on which there is nothing.

Qiao Xiaoqiao on a whim, except for the three words written in the last draft, she has not mentioned the pen for a long time, and her previous experience of practicing calligraphy has made her develop a habit, she wants to pick up the pen when she sees it, write and draw, and has formed a conditioned reflex.

Hold the pen in your hand but don't know what to draw? Qiao Xiaoqiao bit her lip, she has no problem with writing, painting, she is only good at stickman, how many stickman are you painting on such a good white silk? I always feel like I'm tyrannical.

After a moment's hesitation, the figure at the door flashed, and Feng Lingxuan was already standing beside Qiao Xiaoqiao.

"Lord Wang! I," Qiao Xiaoqiao shook the pen in his hand in embarrassment.

Feng Lingxuan didn't speak, just smiled and slowly walked behind Qiao Xiaoqiao, and before Qiao Xiaoqiao could react, he covered his right hand with her hand holding the pen, "Don't you want a self-portrait!" ”。

Feng Lingxuan bent down, Qiao Xiaoqiao was almost snuggled in his arms, she couldn't think about it, the pen in her hand was under the manipulation of Feng Lingxuan, one, two, three, and time passed minute by minute, and the special smell with the fragrance of ink exuded by Feng Lingxuan's body made Qiao Xiaoqiao's heart beat faster, her cheeks flushed, and her brain gradually went blank.

"That's it! Well! Let's take a look at how similar it is to me? ”

Feng Lingxuan picked up the canvas and stood in front of Qiao Xiaoqiao, he tilted his head to look at the canvas in his hand, and then looked at Qiao Xiaoqiao in front of him.

"Haha! It's not much different! He grinned, happy as a child.

"He's only about twenty years old, isn't he just a big kid?" Qiao Xiaoqiao thought to herself.

Seeing Qiao Xiaoqiao's unnatural face, Feng Lingxuan hurriedly smiled.

"This king never paints a portrait of a woman! As for this portrait, it can't be written by the king himself! ”

"Oh! Yes, that's right! Qiao Xiaoqiao rubbed her hands embarrassedly.

"It's not early, let's rest early!"

"Oh! The prince also rests early! Qiao Xiaoqiao lowered her head and picked up the small group, and fled quickly from the ink workshop.

Feng Lingxuan stared at the portrait on the table for a long time, then took out Qiao Xiaoqiao's red money bag and shook it, saying to himself, "It's really time to buy a glass of wine to drink!" ”。

That night, Qiao Xiaoqiao had no sleep all night.