The concubine is often difficult to mess with: Prince, please make way

Chapter 173 What was mentioned again

"Oh, look at me, really, I was so focused on talking to my sister that I forgot about the business." Yu Lianxi hurriedly laughed and began to find excuses.

In fact, from Jin Jiuying's point of view, the former Yu Lianjin was a little more likable. Although it was not good at that time, at least it was real enough.

The way she looks now looks like a robot with a mask on and a tape prepared for her. Whether she speaks or does things, she is bound by something and has a purpose.

"Come on, what else do you need me to borrow?" Jin Jiuying didn't bother to go around in circles with her, so she directly asked the excuse she was looking for.

This person looks so disgusting, if you can get rid of him, do it as soon as possible, but she doesn't want to look at her more.

"It's like this. My lord asked me to make up some portraits of my sister. I'm a careless person, so... I want to ask my sister to help me." Yu Lianxi turned to her while speaking. The maid waved her hand, and the celebrity beside her, Ruoyu, took out a stack of drawing paper and put it in front of Jin Jiuying.

It turned out that Yu Lianjin took the portraits of Yu Hanxiang, but these portraits were not yet finished, and most of them only had an outline, and the nose and eyes hadn't been painted yet.

But judging from the pink dress, it looks like a painting of Yu Hanxiang, but it doesn't look like Ye Mo's painting style.

Jin Jiuying has seen a lot of Ye Mo's paintings. Although he has never painted for her, he lived here before. The paintings he painted for Yu Hanxiang hung all over the room. She burned a lot of them at that time. For this matter, Ye Mo even slapped her, so she still remembers his painting style relatively clearly.

"This..." Jin Jiuying flipped it casually a few times, then handed it back and said, "I don't have much research on painting, so I probably can't help you."

"My sister is humble. I saw the portrait my sister drew for the prince before. It is so lifelike. It is even more handsome than a real person. Is it because my legs and feet are not convenient now, so I don't want to do it, or is it because I don't know what to do and make you work for nothing?" Yu Yu Lian Yan actually said something that surprised Jin Jiuying herself, but what she said seemed to be true, which made Jin Jiuying look puzzled.

"Since when did I draw a portrait for the prince? How come I have no influence on it?" Jin Jiuying smiled slightly, raised her head and asked Yu Lianjin.

This person is afraid that she is talking right and wrong again, but Jin Jiuying is not very clear about her intentions, and now her legs and feet are not convenient for walking, and she cannot receive news from outside, but judging by her appearance, she deliberately said such things here , must have her purpose.

"Sister, you really have a bad memory. When you went to the tribe, you said that you love the prince very much. If you don't get hunted down and come back, you can marry him." Yu Lianxi He was still smiling, and raised something for Jin Jiuying in a decent manner.

"There is no image, I don't remember that I said such a thing to you." Jin Jiuying still tried her best to maintain a smiling face, but she guessed that there must be someone eavesdropping outside, or someone will come later.

"There should be a picture of this elder sister. My elder sister must recognize the portrait on it." Yu Lianxi took out a portrait from her body, put it in front of Jin Jiuying, pointed to the person painted on it and asked her.

This portrait is indeed Ye Zhaoyang, but Jin Jiuying can be sure that he has never painted such a portrait.

Moreover, there are words left on the portrait, which is even more impossible for him to write.

She has always been here, and she has a grudge against Ye Zhaoyang, or disgust, how could she draw a portrait for him and leave such words?

"In this life, I only wish to win the king's heart, and the white head will always be with me forever."

These words are so blatant, it is a clear confession and the name is left at the end, Ying.

It's not flamboyant, but crooked, it's really her handwriting, at least the last shadowy word, it's really her handwriting, that's right.

The previous confession was slightly scribbled. Although it was also crooked, it was difficult to distinguish the handwriting.

"The painting is so good, and the writing is so affectionate, it seems that this king really underestimated your talent."

Ye Mo is really in a hurry, as soon as Yu Lianjin took out the painting, he appeared at the door, Jin Jiuying was about to hide the painting when he rushed over and snatched it.

This is a conspiracy, a perfect conspiracy, Jin Jiuying looked at Yu Lianjin quietly.

It seems that she really underestimated this woman. She thought she would just make a fuss childishly, but she didn't expect her to play tricks now.

"I've seen the prince." Yu Lianxi hurriedly brought her girls to salute Ye Mo.

Only Jin Jiuying still sat quietly like this, and she didn't speak until they finished the etiquette.

"It's about time that you came back. If it was a little later, maybe I would have torn up this painting. It should be a little earlier, I guess Lianjin sister has not finished the work yet." Jin Jiuying smiled disapprovingly, and looked away from Yu Lianjin's face , looked at Ye Mo.

"Sister, are you kidding me? How can I draw anything? What's more, I'm the prince who paints. If the prince didn't allow it, who would dare to draw?" Yu Lianxi hurriedly separated herself.

"My sister means that only I have the courage." Jin Jiuying still smiled, but there was a bit of coldness in the smile.

"It's not courage, my sister and the prince once..." Yu Lianjin mentioned the past as soon as she opened her mouth, but she stopped quickly after speaking halfway, pretending to be embarrassed and said: "Oh, look at me. Speaking of what happened before, I want to say that my sister is familiar with the crown prince, not to mention that the crown prince is also my sister's brother-in-law, if you draw a portrait of him, he won't say anything, unlike us."

"Now that I've said this, it seems pointless for me to deny it." Jin Jiuying smiled slightly, and reached out to grab the painting in Ye Mo's hand, but he avoided it.

Jin Jiuying didn't care, just smiled again, and said: "Okay, let's draw after drawing, but it's in the past, the past is all about the past, everyone here has a bit of the past, who can be sure that there are no small stains in his past Well, my lord, do you think so?"

Jin Jiuying didn't want to quibble, because this is a 'fact' with conclusive evidence. She said no, and Ye Mo wouldn't believe it. It's better to admit it straightforwardly, and do whatever he likes.

"I don't know what he will think if you give this portrait to Ye Zhaoyang, will he go crazy with joy?" Ye Mo held the portrait in his hand, lowered his head and lifted Jin Jiuying's chin with one hand, looked at her with a sneer, and asked .

"The lord decides, I'm like this now, I don't care how you arrange me." Jin Jiuying didn't back down, let alone struggle, or fight back, just replied with the same smile.

(End of this chapter)