Chapter 12 Chief Painter Mo Ningrou
"If Your Highness has nothing else to do, I will forgive your majesty for retiring in advance." Yun Yu turned around and was about to get into the carriage, and he didn't treat His Royal Highness the Crown Prince as a dish at all.
Oh, sure enough, it's her, just this stinky temper, I can't find a second one in the whole capital! Huangfu Xiangrui took a decisive step forward and stopped in front of Yun Yude, "Who said that the palace is fine, the palace heard that the new champion Lang Wen Taowu is strategic, and even the father is full of praise for you." ”
He looked at Yun Yu playfully, and said with a smile: "There are a few questions in this palace that I want to ask for advice from Zhuang Yuanlang, why don't you go to the palace of this palace to sit down?" ”
Yun Yu saw that she wouldn't be able to get out of the palace if she didn't solve this little kid prince today, so she simply explained that the groom went back to inform the family.
"Let's go!" She didn't bother to call His Royal Highness the Crown Prince anymore, she knew that this kid recognized her, and she wanted to see what moth he remembered.
"Your Highness, didn't you ask a court painter to paint a portrait of you? I'm afraid this champion will ...... in the past."
"No problem." Stopped the personal guard Liu Tao from talking, Huangfu Xiangrui smiled and walked in parallel with Yun Yu, this is the first time that someone dares to be parallel to him, this woman is really bold, but he is becoming more and more interested in her.
Along the way, Yun Yu didn't think that the prince would threaten her as a woman, or threaten her with the Luyang Palace, forcing them to stand on his side. After all, the abolished prince is still alive in the palace, and in the eyes of the outside world, no matter how good the abolished prince is, it is the emperor's own son.
Who would really be so ruthless, abandon their own parenthood, and let their nephew inherit the unification, unless Huangfu Ruinian has a brain bubble and is not lightly ill. Therefore, there are really many ministers who still support the abolition of the crown prince, and the power of the new prince should not be underestimated, after all, he still has a prince and father of Heshuo.
His father is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he secretly forms a party for personal gain, and he has planned a lot for his own son.
After about a stick of incense, too womb.
Yun Yu followed the prince to take off his shoes at the door and enter the main hall of the palace.
"Mo Ningrou see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Lord Yun." She didn't expect that the new champion would become acquainted with the prince and be brought back to the palace. But to do what she does, she shouldn't know if she should ask or not, otherwise she, as a court painter, would have died many times since she wandered in the harem.
Yun Yu didn't know that there were still people in the hall, and she was a woman who was about ten years old. She glanced at the prince, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.
"Let Master Mo wait for a long time, wait for the palace to change clothes, and then you can start." didn't pay attention to Yun Yu on the side, and went straight to the dormitory for himself.
If Yun Yu still doesn't know what attention this little kid is paying attention to, then she is an idiot. After doing it for a long time, he had already made an appointment with the painter for a portrait, and he summoned himself just to hang himself aside and give her some color to see.
She really overestimated the IQ of this little kid, thinking that he would really start to come out of something and rectify himself, so that he was angry that he was beaten up by himself at the beginning.
Mo Ningrou had been peeking at this new champion, but the more she looked, the more she felt that something was wrong with this Lord Yun. Judging from her experience as a painter for so many years, this Master Yun seems to be ...... It's a woman!
This realization made her break out in a cold sweat, which was a great disrespect to the king. How dare she......
Yun Yu noticed the other party's eyes looking at her, she didn't care at first, but the other party went from looking at and appreciating to being thoughtful, and finally suddenly realized that she was stunned, all telling her that people had seen her identity.
He is really the painter who understands the differences of the human body the most besides doctors, but just looking at it can make people disguise and have nowhere to hide. She quietly winked at Mo Ningrou, put her index finger to her lips and made a silent gesture.
Mo Ningrou was a little flustered and didn't know what to do, did she want to reveal that the other party was a woman dressed as a man?
Just when she was nervous in her heart, Huangfu Xiangrui changed the crown prince and walked out of the palace.
"Painter Mo, you can start." He sat on a Taishi chair and nodded at Mo Ningrou.
Mo Ningrou hurriedly spread out the paper, accidentally dropped the pen on the ground, bent down to pick up the pen and hit her knee on the table leg. The more flustered she became, the more nervous she became, and the more nervous she was, the more she made mistakes.
"Painter Mo is unwell?" Huangfu Xiangrui asked suspiciously, he was so good just now that he was a painter Mo, how could he change his clothes and become like this, he couldn't help but turn his gaze to Yun Yu. I saw that Yun Yu was still standing in the original place, looking at his nose and nose and his heart, standing motionless.
"Your Highness, Weichen is fine." After taking two deep breaths, Mo Ningrou gradually returned to normal. Holding the pen in ink, he began to paint a portrait of the prince.
Seeing that she had already started painting, Huangfu Xiangrui didn't want to say anything, so he sat there and painted Mo Ningrou.
Mo Ningrou is very good at painting, the brush in her hand is like a part of her body, with her movements swaying freely, the lines are smooth and soft, which greatly highlights the young and childish appearance of Huangfu Xiangrui.
The main hall of the prince's mansion was so quiet that there was no sound except for the regular breathing of the three of them. Just when Yun Yu felt that his legs were numb and no longer his own, Mo Ningrou finally put down the paintbrush and blew on the rice paper where the ink had not dried.
Only then did he pick it up, walked up to the prince and said, "Please take a look at Your Highness." ”
Huangfu Xiangrui looked at the young man who was the same as himself on the paper, and smiled with satisfaction: "He is worthy of being the chief court painter, and the painting is expressive, which is exactly the same as the palace. ”
An insider presented a plate full of gold ingots to Mo Ningrou, which looked like a hundred taels of gold.
Mo Ningrou hurriedly knelt down and took the tray, raising her head high, "Thank Your Highness for the reward." ”
"Painter Mo doesn't need to be polite."
"Then Wechen will retire." With that, get up and go back to the desk to organize your belongings.
Yun Yu saw that the painting was finished, and he had enough to give after getting off the horse, so he stepped forward and hugged his fists and said: "Since His Royal Highness has nothing to do, I will redeem Weichen and retire first!" ”
Huangfu Xiangrui saw that her face was as usual, and he didn't have any other performance because of his coldness, so he couldn't help but don't want her to go, but he also took into account the Luyang Palace.
He had to wave his hand and say, "Go!" "But I thought in my heart, you will look good in the future, and we will come to a long time.
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