Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 803
"That's right, and let her marry the emperor!" Guo Manyue blinked her big eyes and looked at Lan Hua, "Sister-in-law, isn't the most powerful man the emperor?"

Lan Hua: "..." I don't want to talk to this kid.

Guo Manyue curled her lips and said very unhappy: "What kind of bad story is this? It's not good at all. The story in the picture book drawn by my father is the best! The people in the story are all married to the emperor or the general! "

Guo Manyue patted Xiao Er who was in a daze with her small hands, "Brother Xiao Er, hurry up and write!"

"What to write?" Xiaoer asked in a daze.

"You wrote, Xinghua participated in the wedding of a hero who fights tigers. On the way home, she met a bad guy. An emperor came to save her. This time Xinghua really gave her life-saving grace! Married to the emperor , the most powerful man! Only the most powerful man can be the protagonist of the story! Well, the story should be like this, right~" The little girl even praised herself: "I'm so smart !"

Xiao Er asked the host lady with his eyes: I really want to write like this.

The lady from the host family supported her forehead: "Let's write, let's write."

So what if you write it down, anyway, you won't be selected, and will only be burned as waste paper.

Guo Manyue seemed to be interested in making up stories, and looked at Lanhua with shining eyes, "Sister-in-law, do you think I will be a storyteller in the future? I write stories, tell stories, and draw stories by myself! My father He even taught me how to draw! Hehe!"

Lan Hua: "..." Your ten older brothers won't let you do this.

They won't let their little girl who is as precious as jewels be a storyteller to show their face.

Guo Manyue stroked her chin, and the more she thought about it, the happier she became, "Sister-in-law, my father is a painter, and I can be regarded as inheriting my father's career!"

Lan Hua: "..." I don't want to talk to this kid.

Xiao Er blew on the rice paper, and when he wanted to take it away, Guo Manyue clapped his hands and jumped up, startling Xiao Er, and almost threw the rice paper in his hand.

"Second brother, don't go, I thought of it again!"

Xiao Er: "..."

Guo Manyue offered a brush with both hands, "Little brother, hurry up, add a few more words!"

Xiaoer took the brush dully.

Guo Manyue rolled her eyes with a smile, and said in a sly way: "Xinghua gave birth to ten sons and one daughter for the emperor, but the emperor was very happy. The emperor likes Xinghua very much, and Xinghua will be a little lady for a lifetime! Tiger Hero will secretly go to see the high queen, what a pity, every time I read it, I feel more bitter than eating Coptis chinensis, I regret it!"

"Hey, that's it for now, trouble brother!"

Hearing this, Xiao Er's hand trembled, and he almost threw the brush out.What do you mean just like this first?Is it possible to add it when she thinks of something?

No, no, pack up your things and leave, you can't stay here any longer!

Xiao Er left in a hurry, Lan Hua and Zhao Wanru were still in a daze, but couldn't recover. After a long time, Lan Hua came to her senses and asked, "Manyue, Your Majesty, Empress, where did you hear this?"

"It seems that in Daddy's drawing book, the one in yellow clothes with a dragon on it is the emperor, and the one in yellow clothes with a chicken on it is the queen."

Lan Hua: "..." Chick?
Zhao Wanru narrowed her eyes, her eyes were dark, "Is there really a picture of the emperor and queen in your father's drawing book?"

"Of course I do. I never lie! I'm a good boy!"

Zhao Wanru smiled and didn't say anything else, but her eyes were full of stormy waves.

How can the emperor and queen be drawn in a picture book, who has the courage to bear the heart of a leopard?
But recently, in the black market in Yangzhou City, a batch of picture albums have appeared, all of which point out that the emperor is fatuous, the concubine boldly wears the queen's phoenix robe, and so on. It is obviously drawn by rebellious officials and thieves to disturb the hearts of the people.

(End of this chapter)