In the haze, she felt that something was wrong with this.

Although he is an uncle, they are not related by blood, and besides, the uncle is too young.

Although it is a year old, it doesn't look like an uncle at all.

More like a beautiful strange man.

If she didn't know that he was Nangong's uncle, she might be moved.

"Uncle, that Xiang Concubine picture is not Yi'an's original intention." Yi An blushed, lowered his head, and asked vaguely.

She remembered the picture of Concubine Xiang who was misunderstood last time, could it be that her uncle misunderstood, and misunderstood that she had another meaning in painting?

Seeing her embarrassed shyness, Uncle Nangong put down his hand and smiled: "No matter what you mean, I won't take it to heart." Uncle only likes the paintings you send. ”

He took out a painting from his sleeve pocket, Yi An raised his eyes in surprise, it was a self-portrait drawn by her, although he couldn't tell that it was her, but the jade plate on the woman's waist was given to her by Uncle Nangong himself.

She was just surprised why her portrait appeared in Uncle Nangong's hands, and the uncle seemed to like this painting very much, as if he already had it.

Why did my uncle have her paintings?

"Uncle, this is what I painted." Yi'an had a hard time opening his mouth and watched his uncle take the painting back.

When she painted this portrait, she was originally inexplicably painted like Uncle Ming.

In order to cover up, she redrew a jade plaque on her waist so that others would mistake her for her.

The son of the Ming family has a catastrophe in his life, and she will never like him. Every time she reminds herself, she will extinguish the bad thoughts that come out of her......

But the painting still borrowed from Ming Shuye's painting method, and the only thing that can be related to Ming Kang is the painting.

Uncle Nangong stared at her with unfathomable eyes and didn't ask anything more.

Just, simply looking at her, admiring her suffocating innocent and beautiful face.

Yi An's face flushed.

She understood why her uncle had misunderstood.

It's just that she doesn't understand why the painting is with her uncle.

The uncle's unfathomable gaze scared her.

She bit her lip, lowered her head and said: "Uncle, Yi'an, thank you uncle for the orchid, Yi'an, thank you uncle for so many gifts, uncle, love Yi'an, Yi'an also loves uncle, just ......like the elders."

She can't go on with the rest of the words, will her uncle understand?

Before she could look up to see her uncle's reaction, her long hands were suddenly held by a pair of large, powerful hands.

Her body lifted up.

Her gaze met Uncle Nangong's gaze, Uncle Nangong's eyes froze, she shuddered, shrunk back, her hand was held tightly by him, fear and unspeakable shame came up, and she looked at her uncle in a daze.

"Yi'an. What exactly do you mean? I can't see through it. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Just now, her maidservant said very clearly, Yi Anning should be a heroic concubine, not a mediocre wife!

Now there is no one else in the country except for the two sons of their Nangong family.

The reason why the Zhu family has been able to extend to the present is also because of the support of the Nangong family.

It can be said that half of the rivers and mountains of Daqi are the credit of the Nangong family.

Although the painting sent by Yi'an is not a picture of the Moth Queen, it is a self-portrait of her.

This intention was very clear, and General Nangong was also surprised at first.

But there is also a subtle hint of euphoria.

He had come to test it, but the result of the temptation was surprising, if there was no such meaning, why did he let the maid send a portrait of himself?

General Nangong frowned and looked at her frightened appearance, his voice was slightly hesitant, and said, "Did you send the painting?" ”

Yi'an shook his head and said in surprise: "Uncle, Yi'an, I haven't sent it." ”

Although it was expected, General Nangong was still a little disappointed, slowly let go of her hand, and said with a sinking face: "Uncle understands." ”

Nangong Zhao unexpectedly left the courtyard gate.

Yi'an watched her uncle go away and breathed a sigh of relief, but she still didn't understand how her painting could fall into the hands of Uncle Nangong, and the uncle didn't think about returning her.

She still has the temperature that her uncle just held on her hand, how could her uncle have different emotions for her?

She was ashamed and ashamed when she thought of this, and she had no intention of appreciating the orchid, so she sat on the edge of the porch and sighed to herself: "Hey, how can this be? How so? ”

She still couldn't believe her eyes, Uncle Nangong's eyes just now were really different from usual.

Thinking about it this way, the orchids and all kinds of rare treasures sent by Uncle Nangong have become a burden, but I don't know why she doesn't hate her uncle.

Nangong Zhao returned to the garden after an hour, and he glanced at Uncle Ming, who was sitting next to Zhao Shiji, with an expressionless face.

Uncle Ming's celebrity demeanor was quite popular with the ladies at the table, but after General Nangong walked into the garden, everyone locked their eyes on the general again.

The Nangong family is a well-known family of magnates in this dynasty, and there are two forces in the entire Great Qi and the imperial court.

One is the imperial party headed by the emperor's uncle Zhu Shuang.

The other is the Auxiliary Ministers Party controlled by the famous Taifu Nangong Yi.

The imperial uncle relied on the bloodline of the Zhu family and was above the Taifu.

And Taifu was an auxiliary minister who was recalled from the battlefield when the emperor was dying.

The importance of Taifu is actually higher than that of Huangshu.

It can be said that the entire imperial court is under the control of the Nangong family and the imperial uncle Zhu Shuang.

As for which of the two is stronger or weaker, it is impossible to tell which is stronger or weaker for a while, but the Nangong family must not be underestimated.

The people at the banquet all got up and saw General Nangong, and some scholars coaxed: "Zhu Gongzi's six Maiko are really enviable, the general didn't see them just now, it's really unforgettable." ”

"Really? What does Ming Gongzi think? Nangong Zhao suddenly asked about Uncle Ming, and everyone looked at the son of the Ming family in an uproar, not knowing why General Nangong favored him alone.

Uncle Ming drank some wine at night, his face was slightly red, and everyone sighed in their hearts when they saw him get up as if he was a majestic jade mountain, his face was like a flower of spring dawn that was about to bloom but not opened, and he was a different kind of fairy.

Uncle Ming smiled at night: "The eldest prince's maiko are kitsch and don't catch my eye. ”

Everyone sighed when they heard it, and Uncle Ming actually said that kitsch was not in his eyes.

Doesn't that mean that everyone here is kitsch?

Zhu Wei's smile froze.

For a moment there was a dead silence in the garden......

The music next to him was particularly harsh, and everyone was waiting for Zhu Dagongzi to refute Uncle Ming, but there was no movement for a long time.

"Hahaha......"

General Nangong's sudden laughter broke the silence, "Interesting, Uncle Ming's night is really interesting." ”

Everyone also laughed in agreement, wondering why General Nangong found it interesting.

Uncle Ming ruined everyone's interest at night, and he should be expelled from the garden, but General Nangong just smiled and passed.

Zhu Wei shamefully told the six maiko to retreat.

"The old lady said that you can't restrain the son of the Ming family, and everyone is also drinking happily, and they don't return home if they don't get drunk."

The old lady's first-class maid suddenly came from outside the garden and brought a message to Miss Bai Xuan.

Miss Bai Xuan listened, and specially asked Shi Xi if Miss Yang Qi was in that room.