All the people that Ye Sang has been in contact with recently have gone through in his mind.

There are almost no related to Song Lingyun and that emperor, except for the dead boss of the Song family and Song Anran.

But I do think of two people.

She habitually walked to the desk and picked up the pen, and suddenly reacted that she couldn't draw with a brush.

She simply took out the stone eyebrow pencil and eyebrow stone she used to disguise from the ring and used them as a sketch pen.

Three courts and five eyes, and then gradually refine the facial features.

This kind of painting method made Feng Chen absolutely amazed on the side.

As soon as his eyes came out, Feng Chen's eyes widened a little, and a trace of uncertainty appeared on his face.

However, he didn't speak, and continued to look down until his whole face came out, and Feng Chen was puzzled: "When did Ah Li see the emperor." ”

"Is it really the emperor?"

Ye Sangli scribbled the white-faced feminine man who followed him.

"This is Gonggong Wu beside the emperor, never leaving his body half a step, have they ever seen Ah Li's true face? I shouldn't have seen it clearly, otherwise I wouldn't have let the painter go on this trip. ”

The more Feng Chenjue thought about it, the tighter his brows wrinkled, and he turned around to walk out as he spoke.

"I'm going to stop the artist."

Ye Sangli grabbed him.

"My appearance is not a secret, not to mention that it may not be a bad thing, otherwise why do you need to make such a big detour, just come and catch it directly, at least the reward of the three armies is real."

Seeing that Feng Chenjue was still a little uneasy, Ye Sang left his forehead.

"That day, I went to look for an antidote, and on the way I was blocked by a group of people, like a group of bandits surrounded two people, saving a waste of time, and directly sprinkled incense powder, these two people did not fall, and I left directly."

Feng Chen seemed to think of something: "You said you saw him outside the palace?" Or a few days ago? ”

Ye Sangli nodded: "It's as if I've done something unspeakable, I only have that father-in-law with me, and I have an altar in my hand, like ashes." ”

Feng Chen's face condensed slightly: "Ah Like still remember that location?" ”

Ye Sangli took the brush, drew it on paper and handed it to him, and walked towards what he was eating, the next thing involved should be Feng Chen's privacy, she didn't want to explore.

What she didn't say was that the emperor had a familiar smell of medicine, and it was a long story, and she would tell him all when she had the opportunity to be sure.

Talking about this now only adds to her worries, not to mention that she hasn't figured out how to say it.

It's just that the palace seems to have to go.

Thinking of this, Ye Sangli put down what he was eating, sat aside, and practiced the Bird Feather Heart Method.

Recently, I have relied too much on external objects, and I have neglected the cultivation of the mental method.

You have to strengthen it quickly, so that you don't have the opportunity to enter the palace at that time, but you can't get in touch with the Suzaku Bow.

Feng Chen saw her cultivation, so he also began to arrange his own affairs.

Until the painter Li Mu returned to the palace, he was still a little bit of a thief and was frightened when he was caught.

Until kneeling in front of the emperor, he felt that the emperor was much more kind.

"Your Majesty, Weichen came over directly when he came back, and he didn't bring painting tools, so I borrowed your ink treasure for use."

Feng Zehao nodded in agreement, and his eyes gestured to Gonggong Wu.

Gong Wu understood, and quickly took the pen and paper to the side and spread it flat.

"Painter Li, please!"

Li Mu bowed his head, didn't talk nonsense, and hurriedly presented the picture in his mind on the paper.

After one drawing, I started working on the second one.

Gonggong Wu hurriedly took the painted portrait and was about to present it first, but when he picked it up, he couldn't help but say "Huh".

Seeing Feng Zehao raise his eyebrows and look at him, Gonggong Wu couldn't be surprised, and hurriedly trotted over and spread the portrait on the bookcase.

The portrait is an overly delicate, youth-like person, with a high ponytail, a plain cloth to wipe his forehead, his eyes leaning to one side, as if he is closing his eyes to recuperate, the posture is wanton and free, and the sense of arrogance independent of the world is presented through the portrait.

It was as if I was going to open my eyes at any moment in the next moment.

He glanced at Painter Li and saw that he was still painting, sometimes frowning slightly, sometimes shaking his head slightly.

Feng Zehao didn't bother him, he picked up the lotus dew prepared by Gonggong Wu and took a sip elegantly.

This portrait was more time-consuming than the previous one, and when Artist Li finally finished painting, he stood up and gave it up with a look of shame.

"Weichen doesn't dare to call himself the first painter, this person's eyes, a trace of arrogance, a trace of contempt, and a trace of playfulness and a little incomprehensible, when looking at people seriously, it seems to see through a person's heart."

"Wei Chen has drawn eight points of charm at most, please look at it."

Without waiting for Gonggong Wu to step forward to take it, Feng Zehao directly took the portrait in his hand and came down from above and put it in front of the newly made portrait.

"Why should Painter Li be humble, I have seen those eyes, and they are really not good at painting."

Then he looked puzzled and pointed to the previous one.

"This face seems to be different from the painting in the back, why are there two extremes?"

Wei Chen looked at it, this person seemed to be injured, but she seemed to use lipstick to polish and hide her face.

Painter Li told everything he saw.

"He's going to get hurt too?"

Feng Zehao muttered to himself, looked at the other one, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"What did Your Majesty say?"

Painter Li didn't hear it clearly, and thought that he had some requirements for painting.

"It's okay, Painter Li is working hard, it's not early, go down to rest first, and the reward will be sent to your courtyard tomorrow."

"Thank you, Your Majesty! Wechen retires! ”

Painter Li retreated.

Feng Zehao looked back and forth at the two paintings.

Gonggong Wu is an all-powerful person, and looking at his face, you can know what he is thinking.

"If I knew that he looked like this, the minions would not be like him."

"Superficial."

Feng Zehao smiled and gave him a blank look.

"This kind of arrogance is rare in the world."

"Indeed, even King Che is inferior to him."

Feng Zehao passed with a knife eye, and Gonggong Wu realized that his mouth was fast for a while, and he quickly slapped his mouth lightly again.

"The minion slapped his mouth and told it to talk nonsense."

Feng Zehao didn't bother to pay attention to him, and carefully put away the painting.

"I remember, I haven't been to the queen's palace for a long time, recently the Song family has made a meritorious service, and the old prime minister Song unfortunately lost his son, and he is still working on the affairs over there, I can't snub the queen and take the lead."

Since then, it has seemed like nothing for a few days, training daily.

When the tenth day arrived, Ye Sangli took the blood as a guide and fed Feng Chen the second antidote.

After breaking up the phoenix dust, he ate the second heart-eroding grass, and then condensed his mind and went to cultivate.

When Feng Chen turned around, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he entered Su Qi'an's tent with a disgusted face.

Su Qi'an was processing the official documents, and when there was only one point left, Yu Guang saw Feng Chenjie coming in, his head was raised routinely, and he continued to bury his head.

"It's almost over, Lord, ...... you wait"

Halfway through his words, he suddenly noticed the abnormality and raised his head instantly: "Lord, are you quarreling with the little junior brother?" Little brother beat you? ”

Su Qi'an's official documents were no longer handled, and he hurriedly walked to the edge of Fengchen and checked it up and down.

Feng Chenjue himself was not happy, and seeing that he couldn't say anything, he looked at him directly with a mentally handicapped look.

"Are you like all men? When have you seen him fight this king? ”

Su Qi'an muttered: "Why do you still bring personal attacks, and besides, the last general didn't beat anyone." ”

Feng Chenjie sighed and let out a long sigh: "This king has just finished eating the second antidote, and Ah Li is about to swallow the second time of the heart erosion grass, so he deliberately spends this king." ”

"But this king still can't do anything about him, that thing has a seizure, this king sees it once, and he worries about it."

Su Qi'an looked fascinated: "The little junior brother is really good to you." ”

Feng Chenjue was immersed in his own thoughts, and continued: "This king shouldn't make his own opinion, causing Ah Li to suffer so many crimes, it turns out that listening to Ah Li is right!" ”

"Look at this attack on Yunlong Village, this king listened to him the whole time, isn't the ending perfect?"

Su Qi'an felt that his master seemed to be hopeless, so he actually obeyed the orders of his little junior brother and said with a smug face.

"Imperfect?"

Feng Chen didn't hear the echo, and then glanced at him with a threatening look in his eyes.

"Perfect, Lord, can you give this to the last general, the last general needs to take it to save his life."

Su Qi'an saw the flying claws on his wrist again, and his eyes lit up.

Feng Chen glanced at him with disgust: "Your face is really big, this is given to this king by Ah Li." ”

Su Qi'an choked, feeling as if he had been blown up again.

"However, Ah Li has set weapons for you, do you say there is no king?"

Su Qi'an collapsed and wanted to scold the mangniu.

He didn't dare to scold Feng Chenjue, eased his face, and said with a smile: "Lord, don't you have a spiritual weapon?" Do you care about this? ”

Feng Chen's face was taken for granted: "Ah Li's things, this king naturally cares?" ”

"Lord, what he gives you is unique, you can forget about the weapons."

"It's okay, this king has this."

Feng Chenjue touched the flying claw on his wrist.

"Go find something to eat for Ah Li."

After speaking, regardless of Su Qi'an's reaction, he walked out with a slightly relaxed face.

Su Qi'an suddenly felt that the unpaid official document could not continue, so he picked up the big knife snatched from the big boss of Yunlongzhai to find Mangniu.

After Ye Sang finished swallowing the Heart Eater Grass, there was nothing unusual for the time being, so he left the camp tent and walked towards the beast camp training ground.

From a distance, I saw that everyone in the beast camp was training themselves in an orderly manner, and there were two teams fighting against each other, which was completely a mature training rhythm.

She thought about it and turned to walk the other way.

Xue Zhonghuai's camp, Ye Sang came back from the first time, and it was the first time that the two met alone, at this time, the two of them stared at each other, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

Xue Zhonghuai belongs to the kind of honest and kind person, he is not good at words, and occasionally he can come to a few incisive words, Ye Sangli really didn't find that the two of them could have such a spark of silence.

Embarrassment will overflow the tent.

She thought for a moment and spoke: "General Xue is disturbed. ”

Xue Zhonghuai hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, don't bother at all." ”

……

There was a sudden silence between the two, and Ye Sangli cleared her throat, intending to break the silence first, after all, it was her sudden visit.

"The scout battalion is in charge of General Xue, right?"

Xue Zhonghuai didn't know why she had this question, and nodded: "It's really in charge." ”

"I don't know if the scout camp needs the disguise technique I talked about last time?"

Ye Sangli thinks that teaching one is teaching, and teaching a group is also teaching, so it is better to teach one together.

Xue Zhonghuai got up when he heard this, as if he had changed into a different person: "Really? Can the entire scout camp be learned? ”

Ye Sangli nodded: "But I won't teach, you can demonstrate a few times, see for yourself." ”

Xue Zhonghuai nodded with a fierce man, and the chicken he ordered was like rice, a little festive.

hurriedly summoned all the scouts who had not yet gone out of the mission and stayed in the barracks, and went to find Su Qi'an by the way.

Ye Sangli had just laid out all the things needed for Yi Rong, and Su Qi'an came over noisily.

"Haven't you started yet? Yes? Am I late? Lone wolf, why don't you come to me first, we are more familiar with each other than Lao Xue, right? ”

Xue Zhonghuai raised the instep of his foot and slapped him.

"You've got a big face."

Su Qi'an hurriedly took out a small notebook and sat upright: "Old Xue, I don't have the same knowledge as you, I'm going to start learning the head change technique." ”