After entering the door, Cheng Zirui swept around the house with his sharp eyes, and then the girl who was originally keeping vigil outside came into the house to check all the corners, and only retreated after there was no suspicion.

Cheng Zirui walked up to her, his eyes locked on the pile of quilts that she casually lifted. She lowered her eyes and sneered, tore off the quilt, and showed him generously. Cheng Zirui glanced at the quilt, and finally stopped his gaze on her.

Tong Yuqing's fingertips trembled, "What do you mean, do you suspect that I have hidden wild men in your place?" ”

Cheng Zirui leaned down, "Do you dare?" ”

She didn't answer, and turned her head away as usual. Cheng Zirui looked at her posture lying on the bed, frowned and asked, "I heard that your injury hurts again?" ”

Tong Yuqing snorted absentmindedly, felt a cold waist again, and his clothes were lifted by him again. She pulled her clothes off, and then quickly turned her body to the side, facing him in a defensive position. Cheng Zirui took his hand back, "This king asked Ziyue to show you." ”

"No need. I'm just hypocritical, besides, isn't Ziyue going to find medicine for Ah Jing early tomorrow morning, don't bother her. ”

"She was originally a medical woman, and she was a slave in the house, and since she was a slave, she should have the use of a slave, and she should keep the duty of a slave. But before that, you have to think of yourself as a master before they can really see you as a master. ”

Tong Yuqing suddenly remembered Zihua's words, so she opened her mouth to intercept his words. "The prince can find a royal doctor casually. Forget about Ziyue, it's one thing to be the master, and it's another thing to be in line with your eyes. If you don't want to see each other, why don't you feel unhappy. ”

I only heard a sneer, "What you said is subtle. ”

Cheng Zirui suddenly sat down beside her, where Zihua had sat just now. She was upset, and asked him: "It's late at night, the prince should go back quickly, don't you have to go to the morning court tomorrow?" ”

"It's going to go to the morning court, but ......" Cheng Zirui suddenly pulled her up and sat down, and bent down to pick up the pair of pearl shoes to put on for her. Tong Yuqing was frightened, and seemed to kick him in a panic.

Cheng Zirui grabbed her little feet hidden everywhere, "Don't move." ”

Somehow, Tong Yuqing suddenly remembered Zihua who was hidden in the shadows, her panic instantly became calm, no longer moving, and obediently watched Cheng Zirui tossing.

The dignified Seventh Prince would actually put shoes on a married woman, if this kind of thing is told, I don't know how many women I will envy to death, and I don't know how many times her head is enough to be cut off.

After putting on her shoes, Cheng Zirui stood up first. He stood in front of him and stretched out a bony palm, "Come here." ”

Come here......

In a trance, Tong Yuqing seemed to see Yu Chong, and he was always like this, just stretching out a hand in the same place, and no matter whether she wanted to or not, he kept shouting these two words at her.

By the time she reacted, she had already handed her hand over, and Cheng Zirui hooked the corners of her lips and smiled, and she could see two points of tenderness from it.

"It's okay to see your injury, since your spirit is so good, this king wants you to accompany you tonight."

"What!"

Tong Yuqing was dumbfounded, and subconsciously wanted to retreat. However, Cheng Zirui grabbed her hand tightly, and the other arm naturally wrapped around her waist, and led her forward domineeringly. Her hairs stood on end, and she turned to flee. Cheng Zirui expected that she would not be so well-behaved, so he collected the strength in his hand and walked out directly with someone.

As soon as Cheng Zirui stepped out, Luo Heng made a gesture, and immediately a guard surrounded the place. Compared to the entire Seven Kings' Mansion, this is the real impregnable place.

Only then did Tong Yuqing know what he wanted to do, and he couldn't help but worry about the person just now. She quickly calmed down her anxious heart, and her face was calm, "Where are you taking me?" ”

Cheng Zirui put down the corners of his lips and leaned his cold lips to her ear, "Naturally, I went to this king's house." ”

Luo Heng personally led people in to search, and searched every place and corner inside, even the beams and roofs of the houses were personally seen, and there was no suspicious trace. Luo Heng didn't believe it, so he ordered the guards to guard this place, and sent more people to search the entire palace, but he went in and searched it twice. After he really pounced, he was unwilling to take people back and forth to the palace, vowing to wash away the shame of being teased before.

Cheng Zirui took her to his bedroom, and Tong Yuqing looked up at the painting, and her mind turned a thousand times. On the one hand, he was worried that Zihua's exposure would involve Yu Chong, and on the other hand, he was unwilling to procrastinate and not be able to get evidence.

"Why, do you know this painting?"

Cheng Zirui stood beside her and looked up at the painting with her. Tong Yuqing quickly hid those thoughts, and said indifferently: "The prince is so interested, shouldn't this kind of thing be hung in the study, why should it be hung in your resting place?" ”

"This is Chen Yong's painting, which is very precious. Since it is a precious thing, it is natural to keep it around. ”

Tong Yuqing had a plan, and took this opportunity to speak: "If I also make a painting, will the prince also hang here?" ”

Cheng Zirui became interested, "Do you know how to paint?" That's a strange thing. ”

"What's so strange about that? Although the Tong family is a businessman, it doesn't mean that I can't learn to paint, right? ”

Cheng Zirui bowed his head, "That's right." ”

Tong Yuqing didn't have a weak heart at all, she knew about it when she met the real Tong Yuqing. And she, the young lady of the Chen family, her father is a famous family, she has been exposed to it since she was a child, and she knows more or less. Daddy once said that in time, she must be for everyone.

It's just that she was only four years old when the Chen family was destroyed, and she rarely touched a pen after that, let alone painted. Now that there is a chance......

"Lord, if my painting can compare to this one, then the prince will give me this painting, how about it?"

Although Cheng Zirui didn't speak, he could see from his expression that his interest was getting stronger.

"Chen Yong is everyone. If you can compare yourself to everyone, you can take whatever you want, even if you want to leave, this king will allow you. ”

Tong Yuqing's black and white eyes lit up, and the whole person suddenly increased a little brightness, "You said it." ”

"This king said."

"Then what are you waiting for, ask someone to bring pen and paper, I want this painting now."

Cheng Zirui looked at the imperative corner of her lips, and actually looked forward to it. However...... "The thing is hanging in my room, and you are still worried that it will run away?" It's too late now, and we'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

She couldn't wait for a moment, and she was even more afraid that Cheng Zirui would suddenly regret it. If she is interested in this painting in vain, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of Cheng Zirui and others in the palace. All she needed was a justifiable reason to be close to this thing, and now was the best opportunity.

Tong Yuqing sat at the table, "Either you let me go back, or you ask someone to bring a pen and paper." ”

Cheng Zirui laughed in a low voice, and really asked someone to send the pen and paper.

Tong Yuqing, who picked up the ink pen, casually drew two strokes on the paper, and the good paper was so wasted. Cheng Zirui leaned over to take a look, and said with a smile: "Over time, you will definitely be able to compare to Chen Yong's others." ”

Tong Yuqing's hand holding the ink pen trembled fiercely, and the ink on the tip of the pen dripped on the paper, and it fainted in the blink of an eye. Seeing this, Cheng Zirui's smile deepened.

"Bamboo clouds."

Zhuyun, who had been guarding the door, came in and glanced at the table curiously.

"Go and get all the official documents that the king has not dealt with."

Zhuyun was stunned for a moment, "The prince is going to go to the morning court tomorrow morning, don't you sleep now?" ”

Cheng Zirui's cold eyes swept away, and Zhuyun immediately closed his mouth and retreated, and when he came back a moment later, he already had an extra stack of official documents in his hand.

Tong Yuqing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his posture, and unloaded his tense body, only feeling comfortable. Now she has long forgotten about Ziyue, pinching the ink pen and painting one by one, her serious appearance is even more likable, and Cheng Zirui can't wait to engrave her appearance in her heart.

He threw away the official document and strode to her side, seeing that she was only painting some mountains and rivers, and the paintings were average, and none of them could compare to Chen Yong. But he just loves to see Tong Yuqing's appearance, and he can't bear to break her little pride.

"What is the prince doing? I'm just familiar with the familiar feeling, and when I really get started, don't be reluctant to give up this painting on your wall. ”

Chengzi looked at her with a burning eye, "You get started slowly, this king is not in a hurry." ”

So saying, he took out a piece of paper from under her hand, took another brush, dipped it in ink, and went to the round table opposite her, sat down with her, and began to draw.

Tong Yuqing pursed her lips, crumpled the landscape and threw it out, and picked up the pen again.

Obviously sometimes the painting is very good, but she wants to destroy it, and she has to make a look of chagrin. Cheng Zirui looked focused, but looked up at her anxiety from time to time, hooked his lips and smiled, and continued to look down and draw his own.

Tong Yuqing knew that he was painting himself, and his heart moved, and he began to draw according to him. Her skills were taught by her father, and her father had a habit of painting first, and then as a person. As long as he paints people, he will first draw the appearance of the person, and leave the appearance and demeanor to the end. She remembered her father's habits, and she also learned her father's habits, so she drew a human shape according to Cheng Zirui's appearance, and when she painted her face seriously, she found that the eyes she wrote were Yu Chong's.

She quickly covered her eyes with ink, and threw the paper on the ground in disappointment. The paper ball coincidentally rolled to Cheng Zirui's feet, he bent down to pick it up, and opened it casually.