Chapter 59: Belly Volume (Pink 120+)

Mu Qingzhi disliked Mu Qingrou for not being angry enough, and said with a smile that added fuel to the fire, "If you really change your surname Mu, you won't be able to go to the fifth sister of the Peach Blossom Banquet this time." ā€

Mu Qingrou almost blew her lungs.

Qingyun didn't want to participate, so she took the maid back to Ling Xueyuan.

Although she was married, the Peach Blossom Banquet had little to do with her, and the painting was okay, but the old lady still told her to practice more and not to lose the face of Bofu.

Qingyun could only be obedient and obediently practiced painting.

After painting a few landscapes of flowers and birds, Qingyun was not interested, and sat there yawning.

The magpie stood aside and waited, Qingying was not there, she was ordered to go to the peach blossom hut yesterday, and agreed to pick it up this morning.

Qingyun took a break from tea, and the magpie took the initiative to help Qingyun set up the drawing paper and smooth it with a paperweight.

Qingyun didn't hesitate, so she had to continue.

Just before he picked up the pen and dipped the ink, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

"It's the footsteps of the warbler," the magpie laughed.

She was about to pass over, when the door creaked open, and Qingying came in with a big baggage.

The magpie hurriedly clasped his hand and asked, "Are you tired?" ā€

Qingying had fine beads of sweat on her forehead, she shook her head and said, "It's all wood, it looks very heavy, but it's not heavy at all." ā€

The magpie was in his hand, and it was really not sinking, but he said, "Then the sweat on your face, I thought it was very heavy." ā€

Qingying wiped the beads of sweat and said, "Although it is not sinking, but I trotted all the way back, just now I was on the street, I heard that this time the peach blossom banquet is different from the past, in the past, everyone was good at what they were good at, but this time it was not, it was decided to change the lottery, and what to perform depends on what is drawn." ā€

When the magpie heard this, he looked at Qingyun with worry in his eyes.

The girl can draw, what if she draws something else, when the time comes, she will lose the face of the uncle, and the old lady will definitely blame the girl.

Qingyun also has a headache, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting. Poetry and songs, if she draws chess and writing, she can cry on the spot.

Qingyun couldn't help but ask, "The peach blossom banquet in Xuanwangfu is the same every year. Why did it change this year? ā€

Not all of our ladies are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs, and Xuanwangfu has changed like this, but I am afraid that many people will be unhappy.

The best performance is more likely to make the emperor and queen and Yun Guifei take a fancy to them.

In case he misses the position of the princess because of this, the resentment against the Xuanwang Mansion in his heart is not a little bit or two.

Qingying nodded. "It's not that Xuanwangfu wants to change, the street says that the eldest prince mentions yƬ, the emperor asked him to also participate in the peach blossom banquet, the eldest prince said that although he didn't show up at the peach blossom banquet in previous years, he has seen it all, the people are still those people, the dance is still those dances, he never forgets it, he has seen too much disgust and greasy, and he will not go this year. But the emperor and the queen were planning to choose a concubine for the eldest prince, and if he didn't go, the eldest prince casually mentioned it, and the emperor thought it was very good, and the peach blossom banquet was changed to ....... ā€

Hearing this, the magpie added, "The eldest prince really hates ......." ā€

Before the magpie could finish purring, he covered his head and cried.

A pebble smashed on the bluestone floor, making a crisp sound, like a pearl falling on a plate.

Pebbles flew in through the windows.

Qingyun walked towards the window. Then a dark shadow flashed past.

It was Wei Feng.

Qingyun looked at him, raised her eyebrows slightly, and a touch of emptiness in her eyes disappeared in an instant

Although the Zhennan Hou Mansion is the grandfather's home of the eldest prince. This dynasty also has no freedom of speech, and it is not a trivial matter to say that the eldest prince hates it behind his back, and he has been arrested, but who asked people to ask for her.

"Something?" Qingyun smiled at the corner of her mouth, and asked Wei Feng casually.

Wei Feng's mouth opened. Closed again.

He came here with something, and wanted to ask the third girl to do him a favor and win the championship at the peach blossom banquet, but listening to the maid's complaints, he hesitated a little.

Even if the three girls are smart, but in the end they are not yet in time, they have such superb medical skills, and they live in the Buddhist hall all the year round to copy the Buddhist scriptures, how to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he mentioned this, didn't it make the three girls embarrassed?

But when I came here, I didn't say anything, so I hit the maid, and then left suddenly, I was afraid that the third girl would be too careful, so I found a topic and asked, "I'm here to ask, can my grandfather's body drink?" ā€

Hearing this, Qingyun's eyes froze, and there was some anger in her clear and bright eyes.

The most taboo thing about his body is drinking, and wine is like arsenic to him.

She didn't tell her about this, but the imperial doctor would say it, it seemed that Wei Feng must have stopped him, so he came to ask her.

"Why is he drinking?" Qingyun asked.

"Ye is not in a very good mood, and I want to borrow wine to drown my sorrows," Wei Feng replied.

There was a sigh in his tone.

Qingyun was curious, "What is he worried about?" Shouldn't you be happy knowing that the poison in your body can be cured? ā€

Wei Feng didn't know how to answer Qingyun, and his worry was that his body was gradually healing.

"In the past, my father had a sick and crooked body, and it was difficult to even go out, and he only thought about his life, but he didn't have to think about anything else, but now that his body is getting better, he has more things to think about, and the more he thinks about it, the more upset he becomes," Wei Feng sighed.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ The more I think about it, the more upset I become, so I might as well die, right? "Qingyun doesn't have a good airway.

Wei Feng was stunned, she didn't expect Qingyun to speak so impulsively, and hurriedly shook her head, "Ye is poisonous, and he has persevered in life and death when he is in pain, not to mention now, but he wants to take revenge, but if he wants to take revenge, he must give up some reluctant things......." ā€

As soon as Wei Feng said this, Qingyun's face eased by three points.

The poison on Chu Bei's body was unusual, and no one could accidentally eat the poison and be poisoned by such a body.

Thinking that he has been poisoned for six years, the suffering he has suffered is unimaginable to ordinary people, but I am afraid that he can persevere, because of the hatred in his heart.

Now that my body is getting better, it's really time to think about how to get revenge, or maybe I've thought about it a long time ago, and it's time to start it.

It's just six years ago, he was only twelve years old, at such a young age, what kind of enemies can he provoke, could it be that it was the people from the Hou Mansion in Zhennan who poisoned him?

Qingyun wanted to ask, but knowing too much was not beneficial to her, so she endured it.

"I don't know what your grandfather can't reluctant, but drinking can't solve the problem," Qingyun said.

Wei Feng nodded in agreement.

Then he waited, but Qingyun said no more.

Wei Feng couldn't help but say, "The third girl doesn't have anything to say about her subordinates to transfer to the master?" ā€

Qingyun's face was embarrassed, what did she have to say to Chu Bei, didn't she know it!

If you want to say anything, there really is, "let him understand some politeness in the future, and remember to say hello before leaving." ā€

Wei Feng blushed, the third girl's stomach is really not big, it's been a day, and she still remembers the master's rudeness.

Qingyun stroked her forehead, and when she saw that Wei Feng was delayed in leaving, she asked, "What do you want me to say to your master?" ā€

Wei Feng coughed lightly and said, "It's just some words to persuade you to drink, let the master take care of himself, you don't want to be a widow or something like ......." ā€

Qingyun didn't almost choke to death with saliva, stroked her forehead and said, "I don't mind being a widow." ā€

Wei Feng, "....... (To be continued.) )