After being reborn, I kidnapped the future powerful minister

Cui Yunhao looked at the big red wedding silk hanging on the gate of the other villa, as if he saw Chu Yingying in her wedding gown. Marriage is indeed a very joyful thing.

Especially, that person is still Yingying.

His favorite boobs.

Prince's Mansion.

Early this morning, the prince felt very bored, but he didn't know why he was bored, so he had a fit and scolded the servants in the mansion until he gave up.

The prince was tired from making trouble, and finally ordered: "If you want to listen to the piano, go and call Fei Niang."

The palace servant immediately took the orders, the prince half-lyed on the chair, closed his eyes slightly, the boredom still persisted, he attributed these to the court affairs, recent days the King Yong's movements became more and more frequent, which made him repeatedly frustrated .

Duan Ce, King Yong...

This man was like a thorn in his flesh, making the prince unable to sleep at all times, and Emperor Yongtai's elusive Tianxin also made him extremely anxious.

He didn't know what Emperor Yongtai meant, but the more unfavorable it was to him if this went on, the longer it dragged on, maybe those courtiers who originally supported his succession to the throne would also waver.

At that time, it will become more and more difficult to win over people's hearts.

The prince was thinking, and after a short while, there was a light footstep, and a delicate female voice sounded: "My servant sees Your Highness."

The prince didn't open his eyes, but just hummed to show that he knew.

Fei Niang had been with him for a long time, and she was a delicate and transparent person, so she naturally knew that the prince was in a bad mood, so it was not appropriate to talk too much at this time, so she took the guqin, knelt down beside her and began to play.

The sound of silk tung flows out, quiet and distant, people can't help being intoxicated by it, and their minds chase the sound of the piano...

The prince closed his eyes slightly and listened to the sound of the piano quietly. Suddenly, the sound of the piano turned and swept away the lingering before, and became clearer, like a clear mountain spring. linger.

The prince's heart moved, the sound of the piano...

A woman's face suddenly flashed in his mind. The facial features are exquisite and beautiful, her temperament is cold, but yet gentle. When she raised her eyes to look at someone, her pupils were dark, as if nothing could enter her eyes, even if she was far away. No matter how close it is, it also reveals a sense of refusal to be thousands of miles away.

Yingying...

These two words came to mind inexplicably, the prince suddenly opened his eyes, as if he was stunned there, after a long time, he heard the sound of the qin again, the sound was lingering, the person who played the qin was highly skilled, for some reason, But it made him feel dull.

The prince sat up straight, and suddenly said coldly: "Stop playing."

The sound of the zither stopped abruptly, Fei Niang didn't know what she did wrong, she was extremely frightened, she quickly kowtowed: "Your Highness."

The crown prince was displeased, he didn't look at her much, he just said: "Get out!"

Fei Niang bit her lower lip lightly, and kowtowed again: "I know."

After she finished speaking, she exited the hall. The prince sat there, his eyes fell on the guqin that Fei Niang was playing just now, he stood up, held the guqin in his hand, observed carefully, and gently touched the strings with his fingers. Flicked, making a slight chirping sound.

The prince didn't show any emotion on his face, and suddenly said: "Come here, let Wuyang come over."

Wu Yang is the head of the guards of the Prince's Mansion, he came over after a while, kneeling down to salute the Prince: "See Your Highness."

The prince was standing by the table, with a pen in his hand, sketching something on the rice paper. When he saw him, he didn't respond, he just hummed: "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Wu Yang stood up, staring at the ground, not daring to look around. After a long time, the prince put down his pen and stared at the rice paper in a daze.

After a while, Wu Yang suddenly heard him ask: "Do you still remember what that woman named Chu Yingying looks like?"

When Wu Yang heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what the prince meant, but after a while he immediately realized and said: "If you go back to Your Highness, I will remember it."

But the prince asked: "Since I remember, what do her eyes look like?"

Now Wu Yang is stupid, even if he remembers the appearance of that woman named Chu Yingying, but let him say, how can he tell?

Eyes... don't they look like eyes?

Of course, Wu Yang didn't dare to say these words, so he could only reply respectfully and carefully: "Return to Your Highness, my subordinate...I don't know what to say."

The prince said: "Then come and paint."

As he spoke, he raised his chin and motioned for Wu Yang to come to the table. Wu Yang suddenly had one head bigger than two. He is a reckless man, how can he know how to draw?Isn't this what those scholars would do?
Poor Wuyang is an eight-foot man. What weapon has he never held in his life?Dudu has never pinched the pen, but the crown prince gave the order, so he can bite the bullet and get it.

Wu Yang went to the desk and picked up the slender jade penholder, for fear that if he tried too hard, the pen would be broken.

His gaze landed on the rice paper, and there was actually a portrait of a woman drawn on it, with exquisite eyebrows and astonishingly beautiful, but for some reason, there was a sense of indifference and indifference in her expression.

The woman's ten fingers are slender, she is flicking the strings, her eyes are slightly lowered, and there are black hairs hanging down her cheeks. Wu Yang just took a look, and felt that the person in the painting looked very familiar!

This is clearly the woman named Chu Yingying. The prince has already drawn it, so why did he ask him to come and draw some eyes?
Wu Yang couldn't figure it out, but the pen in his hand didn't dare to drop it. How could he understand painting?If this stroke destroys the painting, the prince might be furious.

The prince on the side said: "After I drew Gu's painting, I always felt that something was wrong. Maybe it's because of my eyes. Since you remember, please help Gu draw a picture."

The sweat on Wu Yang's forehead was about to come down, he gestured a few times, but he didn't dare to write, he simply gritted his teeth, put down the pen, knelt down and said: "His Royal Highness, this subordinate, this subordinate really doesn't know how to draw , for fear of ruining the painting.”

Hearing this, the prince was silent for a moment, and asked, "Then take a look, does this painting really look like it?"

Wu Yang immediately replied: "Like, Your Highness has a wonderful hand with the painting, I look at it, the person in this painting seems to be alive."

But the prince said: "But Gu still doesn't think it looks like it."

He pondered for a moment, and said: "Go and bring her here, you must draw on her."

Wu Yang knew that the last time the prince asked someone to bring the woman over, but she was let go, probably because he was unwilling. Thinking about it, all the ducks in his mouth flew away. With the prince's heart, it is strange that he can let it go. up.

"My subordinates know."

Wuyang went, and the prince stared at the painting on the table for a few more times, and felt that he was still dissatisfied, so he simply crumpled it into a ball and threw it out. The woman named Chu Yingying is so caring.

There are countless concubines and concubines in the prince's mansion, and there are many beauties, all of them are as beautiful as peaches and plums, and they are all skilled in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but the prince always seems to feel that something is missing.

His eyes fell on that side of the Guqin...

Not long after, Wu Yang came back, the crown prince swept behind him, the empty place, his expression immediately became displeased: "Where is he?"

Wu Yang replied: "Reporting to Your Highness, that woman, she..."

The prince's heart moved, he stood up, stared at him closely, and asked: "Why? She won't come with you?"

"No." A bit of hesitation flashed across Wu Yang's face, and he said, "She's getting married, and she's not in Cui's house now."