It seems that this scumbag wants to make things difficult for her again, thinking that he once loved painting alone, and got the admission letter of the XX Academy of Fine Arts, one of the best in the country, in order to cure her grandfather's illness, she abandoned her dream of more than ten years and reported to XX University of Chinese Medicine, the most beautiful grandfather is not dead, and his dream is so shattered, and then I think about it is not a joke, the best doctors at home and abroad are treating my grandfather's disease, and my own thing that knows a little about fur can't help it!

She thought that she asked Luochen to let her paint, but she didn't expect that she would be asked to polish ink.

I have to say that this person is scum, but his painting skills are still good, look at the freehand landscape painting hanging on the wall, the ink does not hinder the color, the color does not hinder the ink, the ink complements each other into light and shade, and the splendid rivers and mountains leap on the paper.

Appreciation is appreciation, scum is scum, for her, Luochen is still a big scumbag.

If it weren't for the fact that she had painted Chinese paintings and written calligraphy, she would have to lose on this small ink grinding, but she must know that Lu Dao is not a good person, and he is not even a scumbag when he is bad.

Obviously, the consistency of the ink is just right, he has to say that it is thinned or thick, let the light feather grind again, ten times later, the good-natured light feather is also angry, and he flips his hand and knocks the ink over the body of the fourth prince, and the light feather hurriedly pulls the rag and rubs it on him.

"Mu Zijin, you stop for His Highness" Qian Luochen gritted his teeth and waved away the rag that Qing Yu rubbed on him, his face full of black lines.

Light Feather simply blinked her eyes.

As a result, Qian Luochen flicked his sleeves and left helplessly.

Looking at the back of the four princes leaving, Qingyu shrugged his shoulders and grimaced in the direction where he left.

◎ Luo ◎ foam ◎ 殇 ◎

For three days in a row, Qing Yu was happy, and Luo Chen was so angry that he ran away from home directly with a hundred departments. Ahh

After dumping Luochen left, Qingyu feasted on big fish and meat, what sauce meat, vinegar fish, yellow stewed chestnut chicken, called Hua chicken, and lived a good life.

In the previous life, the light feather didn't like spicy, but fortunately, the dishes here were also light, and the light feather was quite happy, but although the Tianmo Continent was a different world, the customs and habits were almost the same as in ancient times in the 21st century.

After eating and drinking, Qing Yu lay comfortably on the rattan chair in his yard, leisurely gnawed melon seeds, and said how comfortable he was, and at the same time, Xiao Ni was also sent by Qing Yu to buy snacks on the street.

As for Xiao Ni, he was put back by Tilt Luochen, but that was not the helplessness of Tilt Luochen being rectified by Light Feather, the only thing that gave Light Yu a headache at the moment was that she was Tilt Luochen's personal maid that matter was not over yet, Light Feather believed that Tilt Luochen would completely surrender and let her go in the near future, and Light Feather seemed to see the dawn of dawn shining on her again.

Just when Qingyu hurried to the spring flowers, Xiao Ni also happened to rush back, and when she watched Xiao Nirvana return empty-handed, Qingyu's face was slightly sad.

Before Qingyu could speak, Xiao Ni took a step ahead of her,

"Miss, just now the slave maid met the housekeeper on the street, the housekeeper said that the master had a high fever half an hour ago, and he vomited non-stop, and now the doctors are helpless, Miss, you should go back and have a look!"

Qing Yu naturally knew who the old man in Xiao Ni's mouth was, and she directly explained a few words to Xiao Ni without the slightest hesitation, and hurried to the Prime Minister's Mansion.