Yu Fuyao can't figure it out, and according to Yu Fuyao's experience of more than 20 years, although the plot is late, the plot can be different, but the important main line will definitely not collapse.

For example, she married Chu Chenxi, this is a living example, no matter how she pretended to be sick and excused herself, she finally married him as the crown princess.

So according to this law, even if the female protagonist and the male protagonist are perfectly staggered at the first meeting, there will definitely be emotional entanglements later due to other reasons.

But the strange thing is that the dog emperor gave the heroine a marriage at the beginning, how can this be saved?

If this can be saved, then the script of this world really has two brushes!

Yu Fuyao salty radish is not worried, as a cp fan head died a lot of brain cells at once, it seems that I have to eat some walnuts to replenish my brain recently.

"You say, if this emperor is not good at that, will he be blind?"

With so many good-looking little girls in front of him, why didn't he feel tempted at all.

Cold Frost: "I've been blind all the time." ”

Jiaoyang: "If his eyes were normal, he wouldn't let a beautiful woman like Niangniang not be pampered, and he would have to choose a rookie." ”

Jade Fuyao: "......"

Wow! is worthy of her person, and a casual word is a capital crime for the Nine Clans.

At this moment, if there is a third person in the house, after listening to their remarks, they will inevitably feel that they have eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall.

Keyu Fuyao is used to it.

Leng Shuang and Jiaoyang are the dead soldiers given to her by her father, except for her orders, no one listens, even if it is the king of Beili, in their eyes, they are just an ant, and they are just a hair of the young lady.

Because of this, no matter what questions Yu Fuyao asked, he never heard any constructive opinions from the mouths of the two of them.

Forget it, let's change the subject.

"Jiaoyang, last time you went to invite that Qin painter to me, I want to see the following of his paintings."

Yu Fuyao's daily life is very extravagant, in addition to sleeping at 365 degrees in different ways, and cooking different meals every day, there are also all kinds of entertainment programs that cultivate the spirit.

For example, look at the cold frost sword practice, such as watching the sun dance, and for example, look at some good-looking fandom Xiaohuangben......

It is absolutely impossible for these little yellow books to circulate in the harem, as for how Yu Fuyao came into contact with it, it has to start with an experience of chickens flying and dogs jumping out of the palace.

When Yu Fuyao saw these little yellow books for the first time, he was shocked, and specially ordered Jiaoyang to spend a lot of money to collect them, and then quietly transported them into the harem for her to have nothing to do after dinner.

But when she looked at it, she found that there was a lot of way in it, and found that most of the paintings in these books were made by one person, and that person also opened a gallery in Chucheng.

Knocking on the side along the way, she found that the original artist of those sketchbooks was named Qin Muya, a gentle and skillful son.

Therefore, in order to improve the productivity of this Qin painter, she would spend a lot of money from time to time to invite him to paint custom books for herself on the spot.

Qin Muya first heard that the queen mother was looking for her, and she was so frightened that she was about to run away overnight, and thought that Yu Fuyao was going to cure him for the crime of spreading obscenity, but who knew that the queen mother with a daughter turned out to be his loyal fan, and invited him over just to let him draw a small yellow book.

After going back and forth, the two also got acquainted with each other, and gradually became confidants who cherished each other, commonly known as girlfriends.

Yu Fuyao would almost find him to come over to pass the time when he was bored.

Fortunately, Chu Chenxi doesn't care about her on weekdays, and a few people come in and out of her Cining Palace, at most, they will only be passed on a few inappropriate words by those concubines, and there is no big problem.

Jiaoyang received the order, and soon went to the art gallery to invite Qin painters.

But it was not Qin Muya who was invited, but a new young apprentice in his gallery, who looked submissive and young, and didn't seem to have taken over the foreign order alone.

Yu Fuyao leaned lazily on the recliner, spitting grape seeds in his mouth, and asked casually, "What about you Curator Qin?" ”

The young painter saluted respectfully and replied, "Back to the queen, my master will go back to his ancestral hometown to sweep the tomb, and he will come back in three days." ”

Yu Fuyao listened and was a little disappointed: "Oh. ”

This fluttering one oh made the young painter honestly frightened, and his head was buried lower, lest he would make the queen unhappy.

"I wonder what the queen wants me to draw today?"

Although the master would often come to the palace to paint for the queen, how could this young painter know what his master was painting.

In his heart, the respected master must be favored by the queen because of his superb painting skills!

Yu Fuyao was doing cucumber spa, and he didn't even have time to raise his eyelids, and the jade fingers were on his chin for a little thought, and he asked himself: "Let me think about it, where did I hear it last time?" ”

Yes, Episode 10 of Royal Secrets.

It is the highlight of the domineering North Leaving Wang Jinwu to hide his own little eunuch.

Thinking of the passion in the previous article, the corners of Yu Fuyao's mouth unconsciously showed a comfortable smile, beckoned to the cold frost beside her, and whispered a few words in her ear.

Then, Leng Shuang walked up to the young painter and relayed Yu Fuyao's words to her with an expressionless face.

“......”

The young painter, who was sure that he had never missed a word, twitched the corners of his forehead fiercely, and his face was terrified.

What to draw?

He heard him right!

"Queen Mother, this kind of joke must not be made, even if the grass people have ten guts, he will not dare to draw it."

The young painter was so frightened that he buried his head under his feet, and his body trembled like a willow leaf in the wind.

Alas, he is another painter with a style and discipline, and Yu Fuyao was quite disappointed when he saw this.

She asked lazily: "Your master can paint, why can't you paint, and the reward of this palace will not be missing you." ”

The young painter looked up in confusion: "Master? ”

What does this have to do with Master?

Leng Shuang's face darkened, and he directly pulled out a knife and hung it on the painter's neck, and he didn't say much: "Don't talk nonsense, let you paint." ”

The painter's neck was cold, and his eyes immediately straightened with fright, God, even the maids around the queen are so arrogant?

Yu Fuyao was also frightened by Cold Frost's violent temper, and even shook off a few cucumbers on his face.

She was afraid that Leng Shuang would not have a weight in her hands, so she hurriedly stopped: "Leng Shuang, don't be so fierce, you quickly put away your sword, don't scare this little boy." ”

Please, she just wants to see a little yellow book, and she doesn't want to make a fuss.

Although Leng Shuang was short-tempered, she was still very obedient, and as soon as Yu Fuyao let go, she put away her sword and took a step back.

It's just that the young painter's heart has been frightened into a great shadow, and I'm afraid he won't be able to get better for a while.

Yu Fuyao saw that this painter was also a breadwinner, and it was not difficult for him, "Then you can pick up the painting casually, and paint something that can make the palace happy." ”

To put it simply, what can make the queen happy?

Just when the painter felt at a loss, Leng Shuang, who was standing on the right side of Yu Fuyao, made a cold gesture of drawing his sword at him again.

The young painter was frightened, and immediately took out paper, pen and ink, and left everything behind, and conscientiously painted a painting that would make the queen happy.

Yu Fuyao saw it, nodded with satisfaction, and continued to do her cucumber spa.