"Shen has lived in Xie Mansion for a long time, thanks to Miss Xie's care, a thin painting, and a heartfelt chat." Shen Huaiyue explained.

This is perverse, although he is thanking the Xie family for taking care of him, but it makes everyone have infinite reverie about the relationship between him and Xie Jin.

"Shen Gongzi is serious, everything about Shen Gongzi is arranged by his grandmother, if he takes care of it, he should thank his grandmother for taking care of him." Xie Jin responded coldly to Shen Huaiyue, not wanting to be too involved with him.

"Looking at what Miss Xie said, maybe Miss Xie took care of her in private, which impressed Shen Gongzi and never forgot it, so she painted Miss Xie so expressively." Zhao Ruoyun said.

From the moment she discovered Shen Huaiyue's painting, she had the idea of watching a good show.

Xie Jin is so unscrupulous, such a woman should let His Royal Highness King Yi see her true face and know that Han Yue is a good girl.

As soon as Zhao Ruoyun's words fell, Xie Jin's eyes swept over, and he was about to open his mouth to refute when he heard a voice.

"Oops......" A plate of ink spilled on Xie Jin's portrait.

Sun Simiao pretended to be sorry and said: "I'm sorry, I was about to paint, but who knew that my hand was not steady, so I sprinkled the ink on this painting." I hope Shen Gongzi doesn't mind. I'll wipe it for you...... Rub ......"

Sun Simiao said as she wiped Shen Huaiyue's painting with the rice paper in her hand, the more she wiped it, the dirtier it became, and after a while, Xie Jin's portrait became a black splash of ink.

"Ah, Shen Gongzi, I'm afraid I can't ask for this painting. Otherwise, you might as well redraw one. Mrs. Xie has a deep affection for you, and you should really make a picture for her to show your filial piety. Sun Simiao said with an innocent face.

Shen Huaiyue: "......"

"Puff ......" Looking at Sun Simiao's appearance and Shen Huai's increasingly flushed face, Chengyang didn't hold back and laughed.

Qian Qian looked at this girl and helplessly pulled her to stand behind him.

In the crowd, Xie Jingchen, who was about to open his mouth to relieve Xie Jin, watched Sun Simiao resolve an embarrassment heartlessly, and couldn't help but raise a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

That's the best way to go.

Only Zhao Ruoyun was still unconvinced, Xie Jin retreated so easily, and said: "What if the painting is ruined, if it is not taught privately on weekdays, how can he paint Xie Jin so expressively." ”

Zhao Ruoyun's words also expressed the doubts in the hearts of many people, and even more so in the crowd, they nodded quietly.

"Miss Zhao, please be cautious." At this moment, a cold voice sounded. The words are cold, without any temperature, not at all like the Qin Yi who makes people feel like a spring breeze, the king is angry, which makes people cold.

Although Qin Yi's words were simple, the aura exuded by the whole person made everyone timid.

Everyone was in a trance, Xie Jin's identity was not something they could easily discuss, he was as bold as Zhao Ruoyun, and he didn't dare to look directly into Qin Yi's eyes.

After Qin Yi spoke, everyone gradually quieted down.

At this time, Qin Yi also came to a board, picked up pen and ink, and began to paint.

The woman in the painting is agile and delicate, and it is impossible to take your eyes off it, as if you would miss her winking at herself if you look away.

Qin Yi's Xie Jin is much more beautiful than Xie Jin in Shen Huaiyue's painting. This comparison is obviously the same person, and Fang Cai's portrait is set off extremely ordinary.

"Shen Gongzi is naturally not familiar with Jin'er, so he painted her so distractedly" Qin Yi looked at everyone, and continued: "It's just that although this king has not married Jin'er for the time being, the position of Princess Yi is not a second choice. There is a difference between respect and inferiority, such an arrogant thing, Shen Gongzi should not commit it again. Otherwise, the dungeon of Jingzhao Mansion will also have a different taste. ”

Qin Yi looked at Shen Huaiyue's eyes and said word by word.

Obviously, the glass pavilion was as warm as spring, but Shen Huaiyue felt that he was blown by a cold wind, and hurriedly knelt down and said: "The grass people know their mistakes, please forgive your highness." ”