I was not born, I was old, I was old Chapter 968 The princess begged to draw a small portrait

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Mo Nian and his entourage returned to Liangzhou City, only stayed in the city for half a day, and returned to Beijing with the accompanying officials early the next morning.

However, when they arrived at the docks, there were some disagreements over how to choose the road.

If you want to return to Beijing, there are two ways to choose, one is the water road, and the other is the dry road.

The waterway is faster, but it's also more dangerous.

"I'll take Siqi and them to the official road." Hundred Bird Star Monarch said casually, "You take the official ship first. ”

"Nope." Mo Nian refused without thinking about it. This man had so many thoughts that she always felt that even if he was in front of her now, she couldn't tell when he would suddenly disappear.

This was the first time in her life. Feeling anxious about things you can't control.

Hundred Bird Xingjun looked helpless, and lowered his voice and said, "I can't bring four coffins on the boat?" ”

Mo Nian thought for a while and said, "That's it." I will send more people to escort your carriage back to Beijing from the official road, and you will follow me on the official boat, and it will be decided!" After that, he directly took someone to arrange for him to get on the boat, and ordered someone to come over and invite him to get on the boat.

Bird Xingjun sat in the car and smiled bitterly.

His Mo Nian, so domineering......

Sikong Rui accompanied Sikong Jingrou on the boat. From time to time, I looked back to the shore.

Sikong Jingrou has not been seen since she woke up, she saw the imperial brother turn around, so she took the opportunity to look to the shore, only to see the shadow guards around Her Royal Highness gathered in front of the carriage, and two women with extraordinary looks were helping a man get out of the carriage.

The man was dressed in silver, with no crown on his head, and his black hair was haphazardly tied with a strap and hung down behind him.

"Who is he?" Sikong Jingrou said that what can make her imperial brother care so much must not be an ordinary person.

"He is the Hundred Bird Star Monarch." Sikong Rui's tone was full of displeasure.

"Is that the picture of a beautiful woman he painted?" Although Sikong Jingrou had never seen that painting, the maid next to her still told her what had happened after waking up, and she was very curious about what kind of painter could paint such a magical painting.

After looking at the Hundred Bird Star Monarch, Sikong Jingrou bowed her head gently, "It's out." ”

"You think so, too?" Sikong Rui was even more dissatisfied. "Do you think such a man is eye-catching?"

"The fairy bones are sharpened, and the shape is like a fairy...... But all women will be moved. Sikong Jing Judo, "It's a pity ......"

"What a pity?"

"But a painter. Even if you come out again, you won't have a chance to get ahead. Sikong Jingrou smiled disdainfully, "That's why he followed Her Royal Highness?" ”

Sikong Rui suddenly felt comfortable when he heard this, "What the imperial sister said is true." He must want to find a good future for himself, so he seduces Her Royal Highness like this, but he is really hateful like this. ”

Sikong Jingrou smiled faintly, "It's not simple, as long as he thinks that there is another profit, he will leave Her Royal Highness." ”

Sikong Ruixi said: "What can the imperial sister do?" ”

"You invite him to me. I asked him to draw a small portrait of me, and I had my own way. ”

Sikong Rui laughed, "Sure enough, this kind of thing is still the best at the imperial sister." ”

The two entered the cabin, not noticing that a bird had landed on the cable where they had been standing and talking.

After they left, the bird flew towards the Hundred Bird Star King, landed on his shoulder, and chirped with its small mouth open.

Hundred Bird Xingjun stretched out his index finger and gently teased the bird's sharp beak, with a mysterious smile on the corner of his lips.

Mo Nian and his entourage were on an official ship, so there were no other passengers on board, only the officials of their group and those from Nan Zeguo.

Bainiao Xingjun only brought Siqi and Qinyin with him, and the ghost painting escorted the carriage and walked on the dry road. So didn't get on board.

"Is the Hundred Bird Star Lord here, our princess is invited." Voices were heard outside the cabin door.

Hundred Birds Xingjun lay on his side on the couch, squinting lazily. Qin Yin and Siqi knelt beside him on the left and right, helping him pinch his shoulders.

"Come in." Hundred Bird Star Jun slowly spit out a few words.

From outside the door, a messenger came in, "Our princess wants to ask Xingjun to help her draw a small portrait." This is an honorarium, please accept it with a smile. As he spoke, he took out a brocade bag from his bosom, and it was heavy.

Hundred Bird Xingjun glanced at Qin Yin.

Kotone immediately walked over and picked up the brocade bag.

Open the bag. I saw that it was full of gold nuggets.

Hundred Bird Xingjun smiled and picked up a piece of gold, and looked at it in front of him, "The princess is generous, and this Xingjun will go from now." ”

The messenger was overjoyed when he heard this, "I don't know when Xingjun will be free." ”

"It's better to hit the sun than to hit the sun, right now." Hundred Bird Star Monarch stood up under Siqi's service. "Lead the way."

The official ship was moving extremely steadily, and Bainiao Xingjun followed the man out of the lower cabin and went to the cabin where Nan Zeguo was on the upper floor.

Mo Nian was on the deck ordering things. Turning his head, he accidentally saw a silver robe passing over the stairs.

"Your Highness?" The shadow guard next to her saw that she was stunned, so he called out.

Mo Nian pointed to the side of the stairs and said in a low voice, "You send some dexterous ones to keep an eye on Nan Zeguo's side." It's on the river now, and it's not good if you don't make any more trouble. ”

The shadow guard departed.

Hundred Bird Star Monarch waited for a while at Sikong Jingrou's door before being invited in.

Sikong Jingrou lived in the largest cabin, which had already been arranged separately, and if he suddenly came in, he would not be able to recognize that it was on a ship.

Siqi and Qinyin stood behind the Hundred Bird Xingjun on the left and right, hanging their heads slightly, not squinting.

Sikong Jingrou sat behind the gauze tent, she could clearly see the other party's every move from this angle, but the other party couldn't really see her face.

She stared closely into the eyes of the Hundred Bird Star Monarch, and she deliberately ordered people to arrange gorgeous and valuable objects in the room, all of which were within the reach of the other party.

As soon as the other party entered the room, she watched to see if he touched the objects.

But she was disappointed to see that not only did the Hundred Bird Star Monarch not touch those things. And he didn't even look at it, not only that, but even the two maids who followed him didn't look up to look around.

It seems that this person is very deep.

Sikong Jing smiled softly with disdain, when she was in Nanzeguo, she saw a lot of people like this.

On the surface, all of them are righteous gentlemen. But as soon as she shows affection, the other party will immediately cling to her.

But it's all for the sake of wealth and glory.

The Hundred Bird Star Monarch stood in front of the tent, and the silver robe hung down from his thin shoulders, and the lines were not messed up at all.

"The princess wants to draw a small portrait, where is the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?"

"Xingjun, don't worry, please sit down first, let me change my clothes......" Sikong said softly from behind the gauze tent.

Immediately, several maids stepped forward and pulled up a layer of gauze in front of the Hundred Birds Star Monarch, Sikong Jingrou stood up behind the tent, stretched out under the service of the maids, changed her old clothes, and put on a gorgeous robe.

In fact, the gauze tent is not necessary, its existence, but the reflection of Sikong's quiet and soft posture is more and more hazy and light, looming, like a trembling bud on a flower branch, glamorous and shyly looking at the Hundred Birds Star King.