Chapter 17

Princess Yong'an and the three gentlemen were all a little curious, but when they thought that Yao Qingli was a shameless silver woman, they snorted coldly in their hearts, they must be playing tricks.

He Yizhi on Yao Yingying's side also snorted coldly: "The donkey is poor in skills, and he is just playing tricks." ”

"Maybe it's some kind of mess!" A noble son raised his eyebrows, his expression ambiguous.

"Maybe I drew something shameless." He Yizhi said, his eyes suddenly lit up, "That slut...... Did you draw a picture of Chungong? ”

"Oh my god, won't you?" The noblemen snorted and burst into laughter. "Maybe it's possible!"

"You guys!" Yao Yingying's maid blushed with shame, stomped her foot fiercely, and glared at He Yizhi and the others, "What kind of dirty thing are you talking about...... Shut up! Don't get our ears dirty. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, hahaha!"

The surrounding nobles were all blushing by the word "Chungong". Although the people of Dachu are open, they are not open to the point of discussing Chungong in public.

After He Yizhi smiled, he stared at Yao Yingying intently. They were making fun here, but Yao Yingying didn't move at all, still bent slightly, her delicate little face was attentive and serious, and she was full of brilliance, which made He Yizhi intoxicated.

Yao Yingying had already changed to a thin wolf hair, dipped it in paint, gently pulled up her sleeve with one hand, and held the pen in the other hand, revealing half of the snow-white soft wattle. The slender wrist swayed on the paper, and finally turned faster and faster, and the flexible and snow-white wrist seemed to break at any time as she moved.

Not to mention her paintings, everyone only stared at her hands, only a snow-white soft wattle, which had already made people think about it.

He Yizhi was drunk when he saw it.

With a "cluck", I saw that Yao Yingying had straightened up, gently put the pen down, and then exhaled lightly: "Painted." ”

"Good!!" He Yizhi couldn't help but exaggerate.

"Good drawing." Everyone looked at the painting on the desk and praised it.

At the same time, an exclamation was heard not far away: "Ahhh Draw, draw! ”

The exaggerated cry caused He Yizhi, Yao Yingying and the others to frown slightly.

"Phew, it's up to her to draw anything!" Maybe it's really Chungong! He Yizhi thought so in his heart, otherwise, how could he cause such a loud scream.

"Look, you're all done." Not far away, Princess Yong'an's faint voice sounded.

"Yes, Your Highness Princess." Yao Yingying smiled slightly, and gently blew the painting on the table, and asked Crazy Shan and Hatyu to pick up the painting.

Princess Yongan put down the blue and white porcelain teacup in her hand, and saw Yao Yingying walking slowly, and the noble sons and daughters also surrounded her.

At the same time, the people on the other side also dispersed, and the painting in Yao Qingli's hand was slightly closed, and she walked over step by step: "Princess, the painting of the folk girl is also good." ”

"Hmm." Princess Yong'an nodded, but saw that the people who came with Yao Qingli all had strange faces.

She couldn't help frowning, Yao Qingli wouldn't really draw Chungong, right? Thinking about it, Princess Yong'an's face turned pale! If this is the case, she will definitely take Yao Qingli to the prison for questioning! The crime is to declare silver in the day!

"Look at everyone's expressions, Miss Yao Er has made another masterpiece this time." The three gentlemen sitting not far from Princess Yong'an said with a smile.

"Yes, Yingying, open it quickly, let the palace appreciate it." Princess Yongan said with a smile.

"Okay, it's ugly." Yao Yingying took the painting from the second maid's hand: "Please look at my "Stars and Moons and Talents"! ”