Chapter 162: Abomination
Today, there are more pairs of candles in the small study than usual, and the room is much brighter.
However, when he saw Ming Yue, who was dressed in a dark robe and had an expressionless face, Xia Qingtong inexplicably felt the hairs on his back stand up.
Ming Yue's appearance is very outstanding, especially those phoenix eyes. However, when he didn't make an expression, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, giving people a very sharp and unapproachable feeling.
Xia Qingtong wasn't sure what he was coming for, so he blurted out that sentence.
"Sixth Prince, are you here to see the painting?"
It can't be that she cheated him out of two hundred taels of silver, right?
The corners of Ming Yue's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and he stared at Xia Qingtong's face. Obviously, the little girl looks smart, but now she looks extraordinary, and her face is hateful.
"I haven't seen Liu Rufeng's paintings?"
The tone of gloom and compassion does not sound like a happy look.
Xia Qingtong wasn't sure whether the other party was using a question or a declarative sentence. However: "I know, the six princes grew up in the inner courtyard of the palace, and they haven't seen anything good." However, Liu Rufeng has always been famous for painting landscapes. I've never heard of him painting flowers and birds well. You may not have seen it? β
As she spoke, she took a step to the side. Quite flatteringly, he glanced at Ming Yue: "It's better to look here." The Six Princes. Please. β
The girl's eyes were smart, and on her childish face, the big eyes flashed one after another. The long eyelashes fanned gently, like a feather, and brushed his heart at an extremely slow speed.
Ming Yue: ......
When Xia Qingtong almost thought that he had guessed Ming Yue's mind wrong, he bypassed the desk and walked next to her.
The painting was spread out on the desk, the candle was bright, and the contents of the painting could be seen at a glance. Ming Yue didn't look at the painting, just at her.
She hadn't grown yet, and she was a head and a half shorter than Mingyue. He stood in front of her like this, and she suddenly felt a tremendous pressure.
Swallowing silently, she quietly took a small step back.
Ming Yue took a step forward.
Xia Qingtong: ......
"The Six Princesβ"
Ming Yue took another step, and she took another step back, behind her was the chair behind her desk. One didn't stand still, and she sat directly in the chair.
Xia Qingtong was not too calm now: "The sixth prince, the painting is over there." β
"I know."
A slightly cold tone with a slightly gloomy expression.
Those legends about Ming Yue, Xia Qingtong will think of them again. At the beginning, she was still impressed by the manuscripts on the other party's desk.
"The Six Princes." At this moment, Xia Qingtong's desire to survive reached its peak: "Now, it's getting late. And the light here is not good. Why don't you take the painting back and look at it slowly tomorrow? How is it? β
Ming Yue narrowed his eyes and looked at her flattering expression. He bent down suddenly, his hands directly on either side of his chair.
"The ...... of the Six Princes"
Xia Qingtong will not be calm.
"What? Didn't you say you were going to sell me the paintings? β
Xia Qingtong: ......
Is it really because I cheated him out of his money?
"Sixth Prince, I was wrong. I was really wrong. You have a lot of adults, don't be like me as a little woman. β
Ming Yue knew in her heart that she was happy to admit her mistakes now, and she was afraid that she didn't feel wrong at all.
Hooking his lips, the smile on his face did not reach the bottom of his eyes: "No, tell me, what are you wrong?" β
Holy.
Xia Qingtong wanted to flip the table. Don't you have to make an inch, okay? I've already admitted my mistake and asked you to take the painting away, what else do you want?