If the proprietress has always appeared with this expression, then she is a proud iceberg beauty, as elegant as Chang'e, the fairy of the Moon Palace of Guanghan Palace, and has a feeling of unattainable and ashamed.

"Where did you get this jade piece?" asked the proprietress .

"Oh, the proprietress is interested in it?" Yan Qing smiled indifferently and decided to play mystery with the proprietress .

"Hehe, I've seen similar jade tablets. It's just curious. The cold and arrogant expression of the proprietress of the Moon Palace just disappeared in a flash, and it was immediately replaced with the hooking expression that can fascinate you and don't want money.

"Oh......" Yan Qing easily stuffed the jade hand back into his trouser pocket and said, "Let's get started, where are the materials?"

However, Yan Qing found. The moment she stuffed back the jade piece, the boss's wife's expression changed again.

"Giggles, right next to the bed. The proprietress actually smiled playfully.

Yan Qing walked over and found that the material was wooden. This is much easier to do, the same material is easy to paste. So, when he familiarly laid the wooden paintings on the ground one by one and examined them, he was stunned.

Why?

"You...... What are you doing here?" Yan Qing stammered a little as she pointed to the painting.

"Giggles, I like it. I'm going to hold it under me every day. The proprietress smiled, and there was a naked seductive look in her eyes.

"Haven't I been able to paste it yet?" Yan Qing was angry, buried himself in hard work, and soon pasted the painting. Snorted, "Please take out the elixir, Prince Ben has no time to leave." ”

"I'll try to see if it's comfortable first...... the proprietress smiled fairy, lying on the newly posted painting.

After a while, the legs are crossed and the buttocks are lifted. After a while, the butt rubbed against Yan Qing's face. Yan Qing was so angry that her face turned green, of course it wasn't the boss lady who really put her ass on her face.

It refers to the painting on the bed, because the painting is Yan Qing's portrait. I don't know which skilled craftsman painted it, but it was very expressive. If you look at it from afar, you really think it is Yan Qing's wax figure lying on the bed.

Because, the painting actually has a 3D effect, and the three-dimensional sense is quite strong. Yan Qing wondered if the painter was the same as herself, and he was also an artist who originally worked on stereoscopic images.

Fortunately, the proprietress made Yan Qing's bed painting is still dressed, and if there is a nude portrait, it will be too big.

"Hmm, Shu ...... Serve ......" The proprietress actually groaned dreamily, and then threw a bag to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing didn't even look at it, hurriedly went downstairs and ran out of the Xiangman Pavilion as if fleeing for her life.

"Isn't that the eighth prince? Liu Xiao looked up and was surprised.

"It's simply the scum of the royal family. The Seventh Prince, Yan Hua, slammed the table with a loud bang. He looks angry and ruined, which naturally attracts the attention of others. Then he used the power of public opinion to repair Yanqing.

The effect was really super good, and it immediately attracted the attention of the diners in the building.

"Do you know what?" At this moment, a guy with a thief head and a thief brain appeared.

This person's name is Li Fei, known as the 'Flying Mouse', one of the five rats in Beijing. is good at climbing walls and rocks to enter the house, in fact, he is just a thief. Similar to the role of Yanzi Li San.

According to his boast, he even saw the buttocks of the wife of the national teacher when she went to the toilet. Several ladies in the palace have seen their makeup and plain appearances. So, don't look at his thief-headed and out-of-tune looks, but he is quite famous.

Later, they all alarmed the six doors of Yanjing Mansion and the four famous people to arrest one of them, but this person's light body kung fu was too powerful and he couldn't catch anyone. As a result, the shorts of the lady were hung on Yanjing Square for public display.

This time it stabbed the hornet, and the four famous catchers shot at the same time in anger.

However, the more troublesome things go, the bigger it gets. The result was even worse, and the underwear and belly pockets of the four brothers and several wives were written and hung on the square with their names.

The four famous people were so angry that they grinded their teeth, but there was nothing they could do about this guy. Because, he came and went without a trace, and he couldn't find anyone at all.

This person also has the ability to bring some amazing lace news whenever he appears.

"Flying rats, stop grinding. Tell the prince about it?" the seventh prince frowned impatiently.

"This matter has something to do with the eighth prince, but I only found out at the risk of my life. The Flying Mouse glanced at the Seventh Prince and said.

"Take it, is one thousand taels enough?" Yan Hua slapped the silver ticket on the table that was replaced.

"Hee-hee, okay. This matter really has something to do with the eighth prince. Did you just see him come out of the hostess's boudoir?" the Flying Mouse smiled mysteriously.

"I saw it, it seemed like I was in a hurry. Said a good deed.

"It's not leaving, it's coming out. Is there any danger in it? It's strange. The other guy shook his head and snorted.

"That's right, the eighth prince can't buy the pill now. The Flying Mouse said.

"Bullshit, are you afraid that you won't be able to buy pills with money?" someone snorted.

"You don't understand, he offended the Rejuvenation Pavilion. And the Rejuvenation Pavilion has teamed up with major pharmacies, including the South Gate stall market, and whoever dares to sell the pill to the Eighth Prince Rejuvenation Pavilion will have to copy the stall. The Flying Mouse said.

"Isn't that eighth prince miserable, how can he cultivate without pills?" Liu Xiao dragged out his voice with a happy face.

"Now it's coming from again, it's provided by the proprietress of Xiangmange. It is said that the sticker is exchanged for the elixir. Moreover, the painting posted this time is quite ......," the Flying Mouse said here and deliberately paused for a moment.

"Hurry up, man?" someone is in a hurry.

"Yes, yes, say it quickly, what's wrong with this painting?"

"If there's a fart, release it quickly, this prince is a thousand taels of paper, isn't it?"

"The painting is made of wood, and the effect is realistic. It is the handwriting of the first painter of Beijing machine 'Zhang Dasan'. Moreover, it is said that the proprietress sent this painting to the Danshi Guild and closed some materials to cast it. If you put the whole picture on it, it looks like a real person. The Flying Mouse said with a frothing mouth.

"It's ink bamboo again, it's not true? The ink bamboo picture posted by the eighth prince is indeed amazing. It's a pity that our family doesn't have the money to invite him, otherwise the whole painting will be a fork in the hall. One of the brothers shook his head in shock.

"No, this time the painting actually depicts Hachioji. Moreover, it is attached to the large bed of the proprietress boudoir. The bed was huge, nearly a foot long. The Flying Mouse shook his head, with an ambiguous expression.

"Ah, the portrait of the eighth prince is attached to the bed. Wouldn't that be a daily sleep for the proprietress to be pressed to sleep?" someone screamed in amazement.

"Hehe, what do you say?" the Flying Mouse reached out and took a thousand taels from the table.

"Bad morals, bad morals...... "There was an old pedant eating in the box upstairs, and when he heard it, he shook his head and sighed loudly as if he had just killed his son.

"Isn't this kind of painting the eighth prince willing to post?, aren't you afraid of smelling the boss's stinky fart every day?" someone exclaimed.

"Hehe, that's a fragrant fart, the eighth prince likes to smell it. As soon as the words of the flying rat landed, suddenly, there were two slight porphyries. The Flying Rats screamed at the other man who was talking about the stinking fart, and his mouth was covered in blood. A few of his front teeth were knocked out and rolled to the ground.

No one could see who was making it.

Later, when I looked closely, it was actually two soybeans.

Master!

This sentence popped into everyone's minds, and the flying rat and the man were so frightened that they quickly bowed to the building, said 'offended', and turned their heads and ran. I didn't even bother to pick up the teeth that fell out of the ground. Because, if such a master wants the lives of the two of them, it will be easy to provoke.

Could it be that the proprietress did it?

It shouldn't be, because, everyone in the capital knows that the proprietress doesn't know martial arts.

"It's a debilitation. As soon as he came out, the fat cat muttered dissatisfiedly.