After Yu Linlang bowed carefully, she stole a glance at her, and then froze.

He is accustomed to portraits of people, and he has seen not a thousand but eight hundred beauties, but none of them can match the people in front of him. If compared with Chunlan and autumn chrysanthemum, it is too plain and too thin, and compared with the peach of dying, it is too shallow and too shallow, and it is difficult to show its solemnity.

The seventeen-year-old boy was stumped by an adjective.

Until Chen Dachang, who was guarding the door, scolded with a calm face: "Presumptuous!"

Yu Linlang was shocked to realize that she had stared directly at the queen for a while.

This is a great disrespect!

He was about to kneel down to apologize, Feng Miaojun had already waved his hand: "Save it, just paint a good portrait of Lone." Then he asked, "Is this just the way to paint?"

Dongqing Pavilion is her study building. Although the collection is abundant, it is reserved for the Queen, and is delicately furnished and warm, and by no means as cold and hard as the men's study.

"The scenery in the garden is better, but it......'s cold," Yu Linlang looked around and thought for a while, "It's better to be here." "Although it was sunny outside, the temperature was low, and if he asked the queen to go to the garden to shoot the scene, he would be unlucky if the golden body of a family contracted the wind cold.

Feng Miaojun took the scroll in his hand: "Okay, let's draw." "He paints his, she looks at hers.

Yu Linlang hesitated for a moment and whispered, "You, do you want to change your makeup?"

Feng Miaojun touched his face: "Isn't it good-looking?" deliberately touched the corner of his mouth, there was no rice.

"Good, good-looking. The boy smiled crampedly, "It's just that your sideburns are a little ...... Vegetarian. ”

The queen is wearing a azure Luo skirt today, covered with a soft gauze, and her black hair is only fixed with a green jade hairpin, even though the beauty looks good in everything, but the noblewomen who used to look for his portrait are all in brocade clothes and fine makeup.

Feng Miaojun smiled: "You just have to paint." Did Lone say that he would only paint this once?" she didn't bother to move.

Yu Linlang replied "yes", and sure enough, she retracted her attention, set up an easel, polished the ink scroll, and went on her own.

Painting the monarch is a very delicate job, and it is at least three hours to paint, and Feng Miaojun has to cooperate with him.

An hour passed in a blink of an eye, she finished reading two books, and was about to send someone to pick up the third book, when Chen Dachang reported outside: "Fu Guoshi is here." ”

Fu Lingchuan walked in, his eyes first swept over Yu Linlang's face, who was fully engaged in painting and did not salute him. Fu Lingchuan was not complaining, he only smiled and said to Feng Miaojun: "I heard that you want to paint a statue, I'll join in the fun." After that, he walked to the edge of the easel and glanced at it a few times, "Well, yes, I hope I can draw your beauty." ”

Feng Miaojun covered his mouth and yawned: "It's just that it takes too long, and I'm a little sleepy." ”

She said casually, as if she regarded him as the closest person, and the-for-tat confrontation of the first two days did not know where to go. Fu Lingchuan was slightly stunned: she is becoming more and more able to hide her thoughts, and even her emotions are free.

But he still smiled on his face: "Why don't you take a plate?"

She put down the scroll and said, "The national teacher has a lot of opportunities, so he has time to play chess with me?"

"If you want to accompany the king, you have to put aside any major things. Fu Lingchuan sat down at the end of the couch, and his own maid held the table, put the chessboard, and then brought tea and fruits.

This game is two hours.

Fu Lingchuan's chess path is dense and his mind is hidden, but Feng Miaojun is reckless, rushing left and right, and finally can fight his way out of the encirclement.

Fu Lingchuan said with a smile: "Changle's chess skills are getting better and better. "The last time the two played against each other was when they arrived in Urssel, and she was very sharp then, but not as dexterous as she is today.

Feng Miaojun snorted: "I won the prize, but unfortunately I can't win you." Kuroko threw it into the bowl, "I admit defeat." ”

Fu Lingchuan nodded and praised her: "Sure enough, the one who knows the times is Junjie." "She lost a large amount of territory, and the stalemate is still the result in the end, so it is better to admit defeat early to save time.

"I'm not Junjie. She took a sip of her tea, "I'm the Queen." ”

"Another plate?"

"Nope. She glanced out the window and saw that it was noon, "I'm bored playing chess, it's time for lunch." ”

Fu Lingchuan picked up the bowl at this time, and said: "The king is playing chess in Lanxiu Garden, but it is more than a little time. ”

Lanxiu Garden is the place where the envoys of the Wei State lived in the summer. It seems that her actions with Yun Jie and Xu Guangxiang have not been hidden from Fu Lingchuan's ears and eyes. Feng Miaojun was also picking, and he didn't stop his hand: "I won't play chess for a while, can I negotiate an agreement?"

Fu Lingchuan looked at her with more and more strange eyes: "How did you win or lose in those games that day?"

"One loss, one win. ”

"It seems that Changle's chess strength is not on par with Yun Guoshi. ”

"Nope. "She's very honest," he deliberately gave it to me in disregard of the country's face. ”

Fu Lingchuan didn't let it go today. He frowned slightly, and immediately let go: "Master Yun is also generous, for Bo Changle to smile, he is willing to throw 500,000 silver taels." ”

He even knew what the two of them were betting on at the time, and his eyeliner was everywhere in this palace, including her side. Feng Miaojun raised his head and smiled, so bright that he was dazzled: "Like this?"

Fu Lingchuan looked away and coughed lightly: "Is the painting finished?"

Yu Linlang over there hadn't moved for a long time, and she seemed to be distracted. Fu Lingchuan repeated the question, and he woke up like a dream, and said with annoyance: "It's far from finished, please forgive the king and the national teacher." ”

Fu Lingchuan frowned, and Yu Linlang had already said in amazement: "It is really difficult to capture the king's Shen Yun Eleven, please allow Linlang to take it back and carve it for three days, and then serve it!"

"Okay. Feng Miaojun stood up and waved his hand, "Go down." ”

After Yu Linlang left, Feng Miaojun glanced at Fu Lingchuan: "There are still five future defectors, what are you going to do?"

Within the specified time limit, most of the gate valves were obedient, and only five had not moved. The royal court had not yet received a report of their army reduction, and their patriarch had not entered the capital to report on his work.

Who is used to power, who is willing to let go?

"There are still twenty days left before the deadline. Fu Lingchuan smiled gloomily, "If it is overdue, it will be punished for violating the order and seeking rebellion!"

Then the royal army will be famous. Now that the gate valves in various places have been cut and the four seas are stable, Xinxia will have more confidence to deal with these nail households.

By the way, it also let the government and the opposition see the thunderous methods of the royal court.

As a result, three days later, another patriarch arrived. Almost at the same time, Queen Changle received a letter from the State of Wei.

The words on the letter are dancing like dragons and phoenixes, as if they are still hearty when the ink has just fallen:

The Yunzhou Zhang clan defected in late autumn, went out of the new summer, and went to the Huguo Islands. There are three groups of family members, a total of 267 people, and half of them are currently detained in the Falling Dragon Valley ninety miles west of Puling Kingdom. I take it as a courtesy, and for the peace of mind to relieve worries, please take it yourself, and see you soon.

There is only one word: 崕.