She didn't speak immediately, her smooth pupils fell quietly towards Jun Ruoxuan, and after a while, she opened her lips and said respectfully: "The slave knows that the identity of King Rui is respected, and ordinary gifts fall in the eyes of the prince, which must not be worth mentioning." And the slave and the maid are indeed full of humility, and there is no long thing, but this is the case, the slave and the maid are extremely concerned about the birthday of the prince, the world is the way, the courtesy is light and affectionate, not to mention, it is still a gift prepared by their own hands, yes, the slave and the maid this painting, although it is not from the famous family, but it is also painted by the slave and the maid themselves, the mind is commendable, and I also look at the prince, and smile. ”

Jun Ruoxuan raised the corner of his eyes, and his handsome and lazy face pretended to be a little surprised.

"You painted it yourself?" His expression moved slightly, and he asked slowly.

Feng Zi nodded respectfully, "It is indeed painted by the slave maid herself, the prince is here, do you want to see it?" ”

Jun Ruoxuan didn't speak immediately, a pair of evil and lazy pupils stared at Feng Zi quietly.

Feng Zi was calm and calm, standing quietly in the distance, her face was calm and waveless.

For a while, the surrounding atmosphere was also silent and depressing.

And such a depressing atmosphere did not last long, after a while, Jun Ruoxuan suddenly hooked his lips and chuckled, and said lazily: "Since it is a painting painted by Miss Feng'er herself, this king, naturally I want to take a good look." It's just that this king has always liked to talk about things, and he also told Miss Feng'er last time, if the gift given by Miss Feng'er can't satisfy the king, this king is the only one who asks, yes, if this king looks at your painting this time, and is not satisfied, so as to punish Miss Feng'er, Miss Feng'er, you don't have to feel that this king is ruthless. ”

Feng Zi said respectfully: "If the prince is not satisfied, it is also appropriate to punish the slave and maid." ”

Her voice was extremely slow, respectful. It's just that although the complexion is light and light, and it is peaceful, but deep in the heart, it is full of ups and downs, and there are many banters.

This Jun Ruoxuan, he is already unintentional, so how can he be ruthless.

Moreover, she had already experienced the measures that pushed her into the lake and even wanted her to drown that day, yes, but it was just a cheap life, even if Jun Ruoxuan deliberately punished her, it was not bad.

At this point, a sense of complexity and irony spreads noisily.

When he came back to his senses, seeing that Jun Ruoxuan had not reached out to take the painting, Feng Zi raised his eyes slightly, glanced at him, and then moved his fingertips slightly, and handed the scroll in his hand closer and closer to him.

The smile on Jun Ruoxuan's thin lips deepened a little, and in a moment, his bony fingers finally lifted slightly, and lazily and casually took the scroll in Feng Zi's hand.

Feng Zi's face was calm, he withdrew his hand indifferently, and his eyes were quietly staring at Jun Ruoxuan, and he saw that he had slowly unfolded the scroll, lowering his eyes, and in an instant, his evil and lazy pupils suddenly tightened a little, and even his handsome and elegant face suddenly diffused a little irrepressible complexity.

Feng Zi's expression moved slightly, and she looked at him quietly, gradually taking in all his reactions, and didn't say a word.

After a long time, seeing that Jun Ruoxuan was still silent, her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and then she asked calmly and respectfully: "I don't know, the painting of the slave may enter the eyes of the prince?" ”

She asked extremely respectfully, and her tone was calm and low, but no matter how much she concealed it, the slight tightness in her tone could not be concealed.

As soon as these words fell, Jun Ruoxuan, who had been staring at the painting with his eyes down, finally came back to his senses, but his expression fluctuated, and he did not immediately raise his eyes to look at her.

On the contrary, his fingertips moved slightly, and he slowly flattened the scroll in his hand, his face was full of evil and lazy laughter as if he was a trick, and then chuckled twice, and asked lazily and softly: "Bihu peony, each other, looks a little eye-catching." ”

Feng Zi's expression moved slightly, and he said respectfully: "The prince will be in his eyes." ”

Jun Ruoxuan's voice was slightly raised, and he said with interest: "However, it is only a little eye-catching, and I am not really satisfied." Moreover, this king wants to ask Miss Feng'er, why is there a sparse weeping willow next to this blue lake, but there are groups of peonies? Could it be that Miss Feng'er thinks that this king likes peonies? ”

Feng Zi was calm and said respectfully: "The peony is rich and noble, which just reflects the identity of the royal noble. Therefore, the slave and maid painted peonies beside the blue lake. ”

"Although the peony is rich and noble, it does not match the character of this king. Could it be that in the eyes of Miss Feng'er, this king is a vulgar person who likes to be rich? ”

Isn't it?

Feng Zi was slightly stunned, but she didn't expect this Jun Ruoxuan to make trouble for her in terms of painting and painting skills, but only for the peony and to make trouble for her.

Moreover, this Jun Ruoxuan is really unstoppable, arrogant and reckless, coupled with infinite romance, she painted a peony to send him, and there is nothing wrong with it, is it possible, this ruffian hooligan, obviously likes peony, but insists on pretending to be high, so as to resist peony and her painting?

Thoughts are churning, and all kinds of doubts and speculations arise one after another.

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Jun Ruoxuan was obviously a little impatient, her thin lips opened, and she said slightly aggressively: "Why, Miss Feng'er doesn't speak, but she acquiesces, and acquiesces that this king is a vulgar person?" ”

Feng Zi replied, her complexion did not change much, and after raising her eyes again and glancing at Jun Ruoxuan, she lowered her eyes slightly, and said respectfully and gently: "The prince misunderstood, the slave maid did not think that the prince was vulgar, but only wanted to take the peony and blue lake map as a gift, and wish the prince wealth and glory." If the prince thinks it is cheesy, it is only the ideas and ideas of the slave and maid that are cheesy, and it has nothing to do with the character of the prince. ”

As soon as these words came out, Jun Ruoxuan chuckled.

Feng Zi lowered her eyes quietly, full of respect, and did not say anything more.

"You're getting sharper and sharper." It was only a moment, Jun Ruoxuan said lazily.

Feng Zi said calmly: "The slave maid is just telling the truth, from the bottom of her heart. ”

Jun Ruoxuan said lazily: "False words, it's useless to say more, the little caution in your heart, don't think that this king can't see through." In other words, no matter how much you reflect on your mistakes, you will definitely not change from a hedgehog covered with thorns to a respectful and obedient sheep in one day. ”

Feng Zi's expression moved slightly, his eyes drooped to himself, and for a while, he did not speak.

Jun Ruoxuan didn't seem to want to say more, he just lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes swept a few times on the scroll again, and he said lazily with a lazy voice: "Miss Feng'er's painting today can't really satisfy this king, it's ......."

Feng Zi's pupils shrank, and before he could speak, she said respectfully: "The prince is not satisfied with this painting, but he is only dissatisfied with the peony on it." Yes, what kind of flowers does the prince like, as long as the prince says it, the slave and maid are willing to try to paint for the prince on the spot again, if the prince is still not satisfied, then it is not too late to punish the slave and maid. ”

The corners of Jun Ruoxuan's eyes twitched slightly, and he subconsciously choked when he reached his mouth.

As if he didn't expect Feng Zi to suddenly make such a respectful request, his slender and evil pupils also showed a little bit of extremely rare surprise.

But it was only a moment, and he was already in a hurry, and said with great interest: "Since Miss Feng'er said so, if this king doesn't let you try again, it can be regarded as bullying people with the strong." ”

As he spoke, he chuckled lightly and continued: "Okay, Miss Feng'er wants to try again, and this king will naturally allow it." Speaking of which, this peony flower, this king really does not like it, if you really talk about flowers, this king, but the lotus. ”

When these words came into his ears, the corners of Feng Zi's eyes couldn't stop twitching twice.

Heelian!

I have to say that these two words, this guy actually has the cheekiness to say it, the ruffian-like characters, and they keep saying that they like the noble lotus, which is really incredible, and the irony is fully revealed.

Thoughts were churning, and a stream of ridicule spread around the bottom of my heart.

Feng Zi was slightly silent and didn't say anything for a while.

Jun Ruoxuan looked at her with interest, and asked leisurely: "The pond is full of lotus flowers, and there are canoes in the pool." Outside the pool, the willow trees are grouped, the silk wisps, and the pond is far away, and the distant mountains need to be painted. If you can't draw it, make it clear as soon as possible, so as not to delay the hour. ”

Feng Zi lowered her eyes and said respectfully: "The slave is willing to give it a try." ”

Jun Ruoxuan raised the corner of his eyes, chuckled twice, and didn't say much, just immediately called the little guy to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and when everything was ready, he began to wave the little guy away, but the little guy hesitated, frowned, was silent for a moment, and finally said nervously: "Lord, the queen has arrived in the house, and she is still sending someone to find the prince." ”

Feng Zi's expression moved slightly, and she raised her eyes to look at Jun Ruoxuan, but saw that this Jun Ruoxuan was full of evil and lazy, and there was no difference, but he said lazily: "When the mother came later, let her entertain the guests for the king first, and when the king was busy here, he passed." ”

The little girl was a little helpless, "If the queen insists on seeing the prince......"

Jun Ruoxuan chuckled, "Let's just say that this king couldn't sleep well last night, and he is making up for sleep this morning." ”

The little guy came to his senses, nodded hurriedly, and then did not delay much, and respectfully retired.

During the whole process, Feng Zi didn't say a word, her thoughts flipped over, and in the depths of her heart, she gradually became a little complicated.

The queen of Zhao, she also had a slight relationship, when she used to enter the palace with her father to participate in the palace banquet, she also saw the queen from afar, and felt that although the queen was not as beautiful as the young palace concubine, and there were a few traces of time on her face, but the whole person was energetic and powerful, and her face was slightly mean, and she looked really a person who didn't want to talk to.

Yes, such a character, this Jun Ruoxuan can deal with it so casually, I think he has never put the dusk in his eyes, and it is also that the dusk cares too much about this heir, so he can be so tolerant.

It's just that it's okay, the queen dotes on Jun Ruoxuan, and the queen's family is not shallow, and she intends to let Jun Ruoxuan settle in the East Palace, so that Jun Liyuan's status is also in jeopardy, and it is no wonder that Jun Liyuan will take the initiative to curry favor with Ye Yuan in a hurry, in order to win Ye Yuan's support, but unexpectedly, Ye Yuan is also unpredictable, and intends to tell the country.

The more I thought about it, the more I thought about it, the more complex and ironic the bottom of my heart became.

But in a moment, Jun Ruoxuan's voice came lazily, "Miss Feng'er hasn't started painting yet?" ”

Feng Zi replied and subconsciously raised her eyes to look at him.

He smiled lazily and wickedly, his thin lips opened, and he said slowly: "There is not much time left for the banquet at this time, Miss Feng'er, it is best to paint before the banquet, if not, Miss Feng'er will paint it well, and this king will not have time to look at your paintings." ”

Feng Zi said slowly and respectfully: "Don't worry, the slave and maid will draw it immediately, and it will be done quickly." ”

As soon as these words fell, he didn't say much, just swept Jun Ruoxuan quickly, then lowered his eyes, immediately grinded, and when everything was finished, he held the ink pen in his hand and slowly painted.

All around, there was silence, silence, and purity.

Feng Zi concentrated, without distractions, just for a moment, under the pen, the pool was already presented.

Probably seeing that the pen in her hand had been waving rapidly, Jun Ruoxuan's eyes were raised, and the surprise and complexity on his face became more and more intense, and after staying for a while, he suddenly got up, walked slowly towards Feng Zi, and finally stood beside Feng Zi, and the pair of evil and slender eyes fell quietly on Feng Zi's painting, looking at it silently.

After a long time, when Feng Zi finally finished painting the scroll, she came back to her senses, let go of the ink pen, raised her eyes to look at the sky, and saw that noon had not arrived, and she gradually breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and then turned her eyes to Jun Ruoxuan beside her, and said slowly and respectfully: "Feng Zi's painting has been completed, and it has not delayed too much." It's just that I don't know if this quick painting can fit the eyes of the prince? ”

As soon as these words came out, Jun Ruoxuan still stared at her painting with her eyes down, and did not make a sound.

Feng Zi was not in a hurry, only looked at his face a little seriously, and realized that his deep pupils were heavy, and even his handsome and evil face was also complicated and undulating, and there were many strange things.

She was taken off guard for a moment, slightly surprised.

It's just a painting, why is this guy so shocked?

At this point, Feng Zi was silent for a moment, and called respectfully and calmly, "Lord Wang? ”

As soon as these words came out, Jun Ruoxuan finally came back to his senses, but there was no smile on his face, and the evil color in his pupils was replaced by a complex meaning.

He didn't speak immediately, his thick and complex pupils looked at Feng Zi quietly, as if he wanted to see her thoroughly, and Feng Zi was extremely unaccustomed to being stared at by him, and when he was about to pretend to be a natural downward gaze, he suddenly looked away, his thin lips opened, and he asked indifferently: "Miss Feng'er is just a maid of the National Teacher's Mansion, humble as you, how can you have such a skillful and proper painting skills?" ”

Feng Zi's expression moved slightly, this guy was staring at her painting with a complicated face, could it be that he was just doubting her painting skills?

When he recalled the original Jun Ruoxuan unfolding the peony picture she brought on a special trip, when he lowered his eyes and looked at it, his eyes were also full of complexity, but at that time he was not entangled in her painting skills, he was just talking about the peony, yes, if he wanted to doubt her painting skills, he should have doubted it a long time ago, why did he suddenly come to this moment and put his doubts on her painting skills?

At this point, Feng Zi's gaze on Jun Ruoxuan's face gradually deepened by half a bit.

After being silent for a moment, she calmed her mind and said respectfully: "Although the slave is a maidservant girl at this time, she was also a serious person before. In addition, he likes to draw since he was a child, so he also learned some with the talent in the village. ”