"Why?" A smile tugged at the corner of Huang Jun's lips, and the smile was cold.

"Dirty."

"Where's the dirty?"

Ye Xiyue was speechless when he asked.

"Don't you have a habit of cleanliness? This thing is in the dirt on the bank of the river, and it can't compare to any jade object on you, so you might as well throw it away. ”

"The cleanliness of this palace is for others, not for you, and not for things you have come into contact with."

To him, she was something special.

Ye Xiyue struggled to sit up from his arms, and her eyes fell on the portrait next to her.

Huang Junye suddenly approached her, "What? Want a portrait of Hongu? ”

"Nonsense, who wants it."

"You can't ask for this portrait."

Ye Xiyue raised her eyebrows, what do you mean, a portrait, he is still picking the door like this?

Huang Junye picked up the portrait and unfolded it, "Do you say that the person on the portrait is good-looking, or is the palace himself good-looking?" ”

Ye Xiyue felt that asking this question was tantamount to vain, whether it was praising the portrait or praising himself, was it all praising him?

"Of course, it's the Emperor himself."

Ye Xiyue smiled, and the whole person looked like a little angel, "The emperor is peerless, who can depict your true face?" Right? ”

Huang Junye tilted his head and said with a smile: "Hmm...... Hongu thinks so too. ”

Ye Xiyue smiled, and froze at the moment, "I've seen narcissism, but I've never seen someone as narcissistic as you." ”

However, this guy does have narcissistic capital.

It's just that why is this guy just narcissistic in front of her?

Looking at the portrait, she pouted, don't want it, don't want it, this thing, she is not rare.

Huang Jun couldn't cry or laugh at night, he was in a bad mood, but after seeing his little Xiyue, he immediately showed a state of full blood resurrection, and his spirit was simply unstoppable.

"This portrait is not from the hands of this palace, how can this palace allow you to take other men's things? Do you think Hongu is such an atmospheric person? ”

Ye Xiyue just wanted to be rude, she thought that he would say that this painting is something belonging to the imperial tomb, what will happen if you take it.

That's good, and it comes directly to another man's stuff.

"Other men? Who painted this portrait? ”

"Of course I'm a painter."

"Oh?" Ye Xiyue sighed thoughtfully, "The person who can see the true face of the Emperor Master is a man and a painter, presumably the Emperor must know this person." ”

"Ding Ding Ding, my family is smart."

Ye Xiyue was not interested in knowing who the painter he was talking about was at all, but ...... Someone who can paint Huangjun Ye so similarly must have extraordinary painting skills.

"Don't stare at this painting anymore, not allowed." Huang Junye directly threw the painting away and threw it away.

"When I meet the painter in the mouth of the emperor another day, I will also ask him to draw me a ......"

"Don't worry, this palace won't let you meet him." Huangjun Night Demon's crooked lips directly interrupted her thoughts, how could a stingy person like him allow this girl to ask for other people's things?

That's certainly impossible to drop.

"Having said that, I knew that I would be like this now, I would never touch your portrait at the beginning, and sure enough, everything that is too beautiful is poisonous." As soon as Ye Xiyue thought of this, she felt that she had fallen into a pit.

This time it was no one else who plucked her, but herself.