Qing Xihuan raised his head and glared angrily at Dong Chuchen behind him, turned his head to look back at his painting, it was indeed a mess, whether he painted well with his heart back then, or whether Ah Hui did not dislike it, there is no way to test.

Qing Xihuan sneered at Dong Chuchen. Still with a cold face, he said, "It's better for you to draw a picture and see what kind of ability it will only be ironic about others." ”

Dong Chuchen put the plum cake in his hand on the top of Qing Xihuan's head, and the moment the plum cake slipped down, Qing Xihuan subconsciously took it in his hand.

"You eat it first, as if you don't like it, I'll bring it to you. Dong Chuchen said and rolled up his sleeves, turned over the layers of cuffs, revealing a white and slender elbow, held a bamboo pen, stared at the ink, and said to Dong Chufan beside him, "Fifth brother, grind for me." ”

Qing Xihuan was still carrying a bag of plum cakes in his hand, and when he heard that Qing Wanruo didn't want it, he threw it out of the window. Don't say that if you don't want it, it was given by him from Dong Chuchen, and he doesn't bother to take a bite.

Dong Chuchen concentrated on laying paper, first holding a fine pen to outline the lines, and then paused to ask Qingyuan.

"Does the general have Zhu Mo?"

"Yes, King Pingdong will wait a minute, I'll go get it. After Qingyuan finished speaking, he ran quickly and asked the little guy to hurry up and find Zhu Mo.

Dong Chuchen depicted it stroke by stroke, and Qing Xihuan's eyes were disdainful of looking at it, but he involuntarily slowly tilted towards the drawing paper.

After a while, Zhu Mo was bought, Qingyuan was studying Zhu Mo on the side, and Qing Xihuan was getting closer and closer.

Within half a moment, Dong Chuchen's pen was put away, and the ink pen was handed to Dong Chufan, looking at the woman in the painting, with the same high hair as Qing Xihuan, and her face was the same, but the eyebrows and the corners of her lips were raised, and there was an indescribable pride.

The more this person looks, the more familiar he feels, and Qing Xihuan even feels that this person is right in front of him.

"General, is Zhu Mo ready to study?" Dong Chuchen stretched out his hand towards Qingyuan behind him.

"Alright, alright. Qingyuan handed the pen stained with vermilion ink to Dong Chuchen, who stared at the woman on the paper and stared at it for a long time.

The woman's hair is smart, her eyes are smiling, and the willow leaves and thin eyebrows are all plays, and she sings a beautiful song alive.

Dong Chuchen lightly put down the pen and lightly made the woman's beaded lips into red lips. In an instant, the woman came alive, and the whole person was lifelike on the paper, like a fairy in a painting.

Dong Chuchen was out of his mind, a drop of vermilion ink fell, and Fang Qiao lowered the corner of the woman's eye in the painting, as if crying a drop of blood and tears.

Qing Xihuan was shocked, the woman in the painting, isn't it, isn't it...... Except for the clothes that are the way I am at the moment, almost that look in my eyes has not changed at all.

It's like looking in a mirror. Qing Xihuan silently stroked his face at the moment, and his previous appearance no longer existed.

Dong Chuchen looked at the person in the painting, and the pen also fell.

The moment he fell, he was picked up by Qing Xihuan.

"Don't dye such a good painting. Qing Xihuan caught the pen and held a hand of vermilion ink, and the red ink rippled in Qing Xihuan's palm, as if he had been pierced by someone and dripping blood.

"Does it hurt?" Dong Chuchen frowned deeply, unexpectedly very concerned, took Qing Xihuan's hand, held it in the palm of his hand, and aroused the deepest pain in his heart. looked at Qing Xihuan, but looked at the person in Qing Xihuan's body.

Qing Xihuan was taken aback, he was being held by Dong Chuchen at this moment, except for Ah Hui, there was no man in the world who had such an intimate behavior with him. I couldn't help but feel my heart beating.

Qingyuan and Dong Chufan were also frightened, Qingyuan hurriedly took Qing Xihuan's hand, looked at Qing Xihuan's hand and whispered, "King Pingdong is worried, sure enough, it hurts his sister the most on weekdays, Xi Huan, don't thank King Pingdong." Qingyuan stared at Qing Xihuan vigorously, and Qing Xihuan finally woke up to the fact that the person in front of him was his future brother-in-law. According to the etiquette, do not lose the rules.

"Yes. King Xie Pingdong cares, I'm fine. Qing Xihuan said indifferently, and was taken down by Qingyuan to wash the Zhu Mo on his palm.

Dong Chuchen stood in place stunned, the woman on the painting was obviously smiling, and there were blood and tears, I didn't know how to cry and laugh, I couldn't cry or laugh.

"Huan'er, you must keep your distance from King Pingdong in the future, he is a brother-in-law, or a prince, even if you want to be good, but you are a girl who has grown up, you have to avoid suspicion~" Qingyuan sighed at Qing Xihuan on the edge of the fish pond in the garden, not knowing what to do.

Qing Xihuan squatted down in the fish pond and teased the fish while washing his hands, ignoring Qingyuan's words. He is afraid of avoiding Dong Chuchen, who will get close to him.

"Don't be like the female emperor of the former Eastern Kingdom, who is tired of being with that national teacher Yan all day long, what does it look like, hey, if I give birth to such a shameful daughter, I'm afraid I'm going to die!" Qingyuan said seriously, not noticing Qing Xihuan's eyes.

Qing Xihuan got up, squinted at Qing Yuan, and sneered, "You gave birth to her, are you also worthy?"

"Hey...... Huan'er, why do you say this Daddy, my Huan'er is a hundred times better than her Shi Jinyu!"

Just as Qing Xihuan was about to scold Qingyuan, he suddenly saw the eldest lady's maid Zhuzhu rushing over, shouting as she ran, "Oh no, no, master! Lady she ...... Eldest Lady, she ...... "Zhuzhu shouted very loudly when she came, as if she was afraid that the entire Qing Mansion would hear it."

"Whisper! I'm afraid I don't know that King Pingdong and His Royal Highness the Fifth Highness are in the mansion, and there are no rules for making people laugh!" Qingyuan shouted angrily.

"But you don't know, sir, eldest lady......! Crazy ......!"

"What?" Qingyuan's body shook and almost fell to the ground.

"Crazy, why are you crazy?" Qing Xihuan stood aside and asked by the way.

"It was all fine before, but just now, suddenly somehow, suddenly went crazy, ignored everything, only knew the eldest lady, and the rest of the people didn't recognize it, crazy and smashed things, and some people were injured, sir...... Go and take a look!" Zhuzhu cried fiercely, hiding her face and crying bitterly and refusing to look up.

"This, this, this, why! Why does God have trouble with me, why does my two daughters always encounter accidents!" Qingyuan's face was full of worry, and he pointed to the beads on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "Quick...... Let's go, go and see!" After speaking, he took a big stride and walked in the direction of Qing Wanruo's boudoir.

"Yes!" Zhuzhu got up and hurriedly ran with Qingyuan. Qing Xihuan stood in place and looked at Zhuzhu's kneeling seat, turned around and was about to go back to his room, but unfortunately bumped into the person behind him.

"What's the matter, I see Zhuzhu panicking?" Dong Chuchen helped Qing Xihuan who hit his waist, lowered his head and asked.

Qing Xihuan showed a rare smile, showing a row of neat teeth, pointing at Dong Chuchen and laughing.

"Your fiancée is crazy~" After speaking, he walked away from Dong Chuchen.

Dong Chuchen looked back at Qing Xihuan blankly, Qing Xihuan walked and walked, and jumped up happily.

"Childish ghosts. Dong Chuchen hurriedly walked towards Qing Wanruo's boudoir.