"I like it." Yizhu nodded stunned.

"If you like it, it's fine." Pei Yuan straightened up.

Yizhu stared at him for a while, and had a vague guess in his heart, and asked hesitantly: "Lord Wang, ...... this?"

"This is the gift I said I was going to give you." A smile flashed in Pei Yuan's dark eyes.

Yizhu was excited and at a loss, "But this gift is too precious......"

"It's not precious, as long as you like it." Pei Yuan said dotingly.

Yizhu was very moved, and she couldn't imagine that he would think of giving her the art workshop.

She was going to open a workshop, but she didn't expect him to prepare it for her.

Thinking of the handkerchief she had just delivered......

She suddenly felt a little ashamed.

She just embroidered a pine branch pattern on the handkerchief and gave it to him, but it didn't take much effort, but unexpectedly, he directly sent a painting workshop to her.

No matter how you think about it, I think it's his loss.

"Thank you, Lord Wang." She said from the bottom of her heart.

Pei Yuan laughed softly and rubbed her head, "Zhu'er doesn't have to be polite. Let's go, I'll take you upstairs to have a look. ”

"Hmm." Yizhu nodded and followed him upstairs.

The upper floor is divided into three rooms, the front one is used for receiving guests, the middle one is used for painting, and the last room is for her to rest, and a small couch is placed in it, which is very warm and elegant.

Yizhu visited it and liked it very much, but if she was grateful, she didn't want to say it anymore.

Seeing that Liuying didn't come up, she bit her lower lip and did the boldest thing in her life.

She put her arms around the man's waist and tiptoed to kiss him on the corner of the lips.

Looking at each other, she glanced at him shyly, and was about to retreat, but the man held her back and locked her in her arms.

The next moment, the smell of ambergris came to her face, and in an instant, her breath was taken away.

By the time she could react, she was already lying on her back on the couch, and the man was crushing her.

As her breaths staggered, she sensed a chill on her shoulders.

The blurred eyes finally regained a trace of clarity.

She looked at the man on her body helplessly, nervous and ashamed.

"Lord Wang......" she called softly in her voice.

Pei Yuan paused, his slender fingers curled tightly, and finally did not go any further.

He glanced at her apologetically and lay down on her side, but with one leg bent.

But even if they didn't do anything, the two of them were lying on the same couch, which made Yizhu blush, and her heart was like a drum.

For a long time, seeing that there was no movement on her side, she turned her head curiously, but saw the man's hand on her eyes, as if she was very uncomfortable, she bit her lip, but did not dare to speak again.

As early as in her previous life, she had a night with him, so she didn't understand anything, knowing that he was uncomfortable at this time because she wanted to......

She pursed her lips, her face flushed, and at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Everyone in the world says that His Royal Highness King Yuan is pure-hearted and has few desires, is not close to women, and even has gossip, and King Yuan is afraid that he will not be able to do it.

But only she knew that those rumors were false, that he couldn't be more normal, and that he couldn't be more normal, and that ...... The power is amazing.

However, what puzzled her was that the King of Yuan, who could not have close contact with a woman, otherwise would get sick, was an exception for her.

She approached him again and again, and he didn't have those symptoms, and it felt amazing.

I don't know how long it took, when Yizhu almost fell asleep, Pei Yuan got up.

looked at the girl beside her, her messy hair and placket, and the dryness that she suppressed almost broke through the ban again.

He raised his hand and kneaded the center of his brow, then freed up his hand to pull the placket of her slippery garment.

Yizhu's sleepiness was dispelled by his movements, and she rubbed her eyes and sat up.

Looking at the lazy girl, Pei Yuan's voice was still hoarse, "Zhu'er, I'll send you back first." ”

"Hmm." Yizhu nodded, took his hand, and got off the bed.

Looking at her messy hair, Pei Yuan tidied it up for her again.

When everything was ready, the two of them went downstairs.

Downstairs, Shadow waited dutifully there.

When Yizhu saw it, he was always a little weak-hearted.

When she got downstairs, looking at the precious paintings, she asked, "Lord Wang, where did these paintings come from?" ”

"I moved directly from the palace." Pei Yuan explained.

When Yizhu heard this, her beautiful eyes widened slightly, "Wouldn't that empty all the paintings in the palace?" ”

Pei Yuan smiled, not caring at all, "What's the matter if it's empty?" ”

Yizhu twisted her handkerchief, "They are all very valuable paintings, what if they are stolen?" ”

Pei Yuan smiled, "Who dares to steal the paintings in Princess Yuan's workshop?" ”

"I'm afraid of what happens." Yizhu said without scruples.

The main thing is that these paintings are too expensive.

After thinking about it, she said, "I'll keep a few to fill the façade, and you can take the rest back." ”

In the past, she sold paintings because she wanted to make money, but now she opens an art workshop because she purely likes to paint.

She hopes that her paintings can be liked and appreciated by more people.

But if all the famous paintings are hung in the shop, then the paintings she made will be submerged and no one will notice.

Pei Yuan saw through her mind at a glance.

What he didn't say was that just by virtue of her identity as Princess Yuan, this shop was full of famous paintings of the great Confucians, and the guests who came here would not be able to see them, but would only buy her paintings.

But he didn't force her, he just wanted her to be happy.

"Okay." He answered.

……

Early the next morning, Yizhu brought Qiu Cicada and Biqing, as well as Chunhua Qiushi to Qianqiu Painting Workshop.

Of the paintings sent by Pei Yuan, Yizhu only kept a few of them, and the rest were taken down and put into a box, so that Qiu Cicada could be sent back to the Yuan Palace.

When the cicada came back again, the child came with him.

Yi Zhu Zheng and Biqing and other maids hung up her own paintings one by one.

During this time in Jiuhua Mountain, in addition to painting the paintings that the lady wanted, she also painted some more, which could come in handy at this time.

However, after she hung up all the paintings she kept, the shop still seemed empty, mainly because it was too big.

But she wasn't in a hurry.

Anyway, she doesn't have to rely on this shop to make money for the time being, she can paint slowly.

When she hung the painting, the child kept following her, and his little mouth was as sweet as honey.

"The paintings drawn by my mother are just good-looking."

Yizhu turned around and saw that he was looking at those paintings decently, and couldn't help laughing: "Your mouth is smeared with honey, right?" ”

The child smacked his lips, "No, it's not sweet." ”

Everyone laughed at him.

Yizhu laughed too.

Looking at his cute appearance, she couldn't help but put down the work in her hand and bent down to pick him up.

"By the way, you came with Qiu Cicada, can you talk to your father?" She asked with a smile.

The child shook his head, "My father is still in the palace and has not yet returned, but I have explained to Hong Bo." ”

When Yizhu heard this, he didn't say anything more, and took him upstairs and downstairs for a walk.

The Royal Palace at this time.

As soon as Pei Yuan came out of the imperial study and was about to leave the palace, he met Pei Lu, the king of Qi.

"Jane." Pei Lu was the first to say hello.

Pei Yuan's footsteps paused slightly, "King Qi." ”

Compared with his indifference and detachment, Pei Lu seemed very enthusiastic, "This king just went to Shoukang Palace and talked to the Empress Dowager for a while, and we also talked about interesting things about Jian Zhi when he was a child. ”

"Really?" Pei Yuan's voice was still cold, and there was nothing to talk about.

Pei Lu didn't care, raised his hand and rubbed his nose, and sighed: "I haven't seen you for so long, Jian Zhi's temper is still the same as before." ”

On the back of his right hand, a layer of white cloth was wrapped, and it was difficult for Pei Yuan not to pay attention, so he asked casually, "King Qi is injured?" ”