The tyrant only favors the arrogant concubine

Chapter 23 Who did she provoke?

"Feng Jian, what you want is really good. This fish seems to be alive." Mo Xinyan watched Chu Fengjian draw a lifelike fish on the paper with a pen, and her cold face showed a hint of admiration Come smile.

Chu Fengjian had a smile on his handsome face, and his dark pupils were shining brightly. He said with a smile, "Xinyan, I just like to hear your truth. Only when you praise me, can I feel it is true." .What other people said, they are just flattering me."

"Feng Jian, why do you think so. Your paintings are really good." Mo Xinyan looked cold, like a lotus blooming on a snow mountain.

Chu Fengjian put down the pen in his hand, raised his head, gently grabbed her catkin, and said in a firm tone, "No, in the eyes of those people, I will never be as good as King Xuan, but you are different from them. In your eyes There is no King Xuan, so I believe your words."

"Feng Jian, why do you do this? In my heart, you are the best. You don't need to compare everything with King Xuan." Mo Xinyan shook her head, a trace of worry appeared on her cold face.

"No! As long as King Xuan is still alive, I will compare myself with him." Chu Fengjian's treacherous pupils flashed fiercely, and he looked at Chang Lele who had been sitting on the side with a "swish". Lele suddenly received his cold gaze, and her spine shivered.

She raised her head, just in time to meet Chu Feng's cold gaze.

The corners of Chang Lele's mouth twitched, she finally experienced the feeling of being shot while lying down.

Damn, the two of them were talking about King Xuan, why did they provoke her again.

Who did she provoke.

There is also Chu Fengjian, the stupid king, if he is really capable, he can just arrest King Xuan, why is he always dealing with a woman like her.

Chang Lele thought about it for a while, and her eyes on Chu Fengjian became unfriendly.

When Chu Fengjian received her gaze, his eyes narrowed dangerously.Standing near him, Mo Xinyan immediately saw the change in the expression on Chu Fengjian's face.Her beautiful eyes drooped slightly, her long eyelashes gently covered the expression in her eyes, a flash of light flashed quickly in her pupils, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised a sinister arc, when she raised her head again, she His face has returned to the previous cold and indifferent appearance.

She pursed her cherry lips slightly, and smiled faintly, "Feng Jian, I also want to draw a picture."

Chu Fengjian withdrew his gaze from Chang Lele, frowned lightly, and smiled lightly, "Okay." After speaking, he moved aside and gave Mo Xinyan the place on the desk.Mo Xinyan said coldly again, "Feng Jian, I want to draw people this time."

"Painting people?" Chu Fengjian slightly raised his eyebrows, turned his eyes around the bedroom, and finally stopped on Chang Lele, and said in a stiff tone, "Then she? You can draw her. "

"Okay." Mo Xinyan squeezed out a faint smile, then looked at Chang Lele with cool eyes, and said coolly, "Chang Jieyu, then I will trouble you. Stand over there, I will Draw a picture for you."

Chang Lele's sixth sense told her that this must not be a good job.

In fact, this is indeed not a good job.

"Chang Jieyu, don't move!"

"Chang Jieyu, keep a smile on your face!"

"Chang Jieyu, please hold the fan in your hand!"

"Chang Jieyu..."

Facts have proved that being a model for Mo Xinyan is definitely a tormenting thing.Mo Xinyan actually made her stand in front of her with a vase on her head and a fan in her hand, acting as a model for her.

Your sister, she is not an acrobat, let her hold a vase and cannot move?Still have to keep smiling?
Damn you!
This fucking is torturing her in disguise.

Chang Lele looked at the pair of dogs and men in front of him with eyes that could kill people, and she had already thought of them all over the place.Standing beside Mo Xinyan, Chu Fengjian looked at the woman with a vase not far away with his dark eyes, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help admiring in his heart, "Xinyan, this torture in disguise is overwhelming. Not a good idea."

Holding a brush in his hand, Mo Xinyan drew carelessly on the spread rice paper.Pancake face, bucket waist, elephant legs, and clothes that are dirty in the dirt, so under her paper, Chang Lele can be as ugly as she wants.

On Chang Lele's side, after holding the vase for half an hour, her body couldn't help shaking, and the vase on top of her head suddenly fell down, smashing the vase immediately.

Chu Fengjian squinted his eyes, looked at the debris on the ground, and a dangerous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Don't you want to live? Didn't you tell you not to move around?"

Chang Lele took a few deep breaths, and kept telling herself not to panic, not to be chaotic, she had to restrain her character.A head-to-head confrontation with a tyrant is doomed to no good fruit.

But damn, she was still trying to restrain her emotions there, and Mo Xinyan's words immediately rekindled her heart fire.Mo Xinyan said lightly, "Fengjian, it's okay, if this vase is broken, we can let Chang Jieyu top it with other vases."

your sister!He even asked her to hold a vase!

And this one will definitely take more than half an hour.

Chang Lele is angry!

She couldn't help asking, "Is Chang Jieyu painting? Or is she deliberately making fun of me?"

Mo Xinyan and Chu Fengjian looked at each other, twitched the corners of their mouths, and said lightly, "Of course it's painting."

"Then I want to admire Miss Mo's painting skills. How long does it take to paint a painting?" She stepped forward and looked down.But instead of saying that what she saw was a person, it would be better to say that it was a pig.

Nima, she admits that her current appearance is not all-powerful, but she is not as ugly as Sister Feng either.

This Mo Xinyan asked her to order a vase for half an hour, and just painted these ghost things?

Chang Lele flicked up her sleeves, and said sarcastically, "It seems that Miss Mo's painting skills are so poor. No wonder it takes so long to draw a picture, tsk tsk, I thought that a girl like Miss Mo who has an alluring appearance must be Hui Zhilan's heart. The result is not as good as that of a vulgar person like me. Sure enough, it is hard to live up to the reputation."

Her words also aroused Mo Xinyan's anger, she sneered, "Oh, you have a very bold tone. But, painting is not like playing a house, you think it is easy, but it is actually very difficult So, before speaking, you have to think through your own brain first, and then it is better to speak out."

Chang Lele pursed her lips, and said rather conceitedly, "Isn't it just to draw a picture? Why is it so difficult?" When she was young, her grandfather enrolled her in many interest classes, and she practiced traditional Chinese painting. Although she didn't write for many years, It's definitely better than the "pig" painted by Mo Xinyan.

Chu Fengjian doubted, "Oh? Are you very arrogant?"

Chang Lele said directly, "I call it self-confidence."

I don't know if he was amused by Chang Lele's expression or what, Chu Fengjian suddenly smiled, the beauty is dazzling, he said in a deep voice, "Since you are so confident, I will ask you to draw a picture Draw it?"

The corners of Chang Lele's mouth curled up slightly, "Say it!"

"The topic I gave is very simple. The green smoke and mist are accompanied by the slanting light, and the ancient temple is deeply hidden in green. I will let you draw the artistic conception of these words into your painting now." After he finished the topic, his cold eyes lightly rolled Glancing at Mo Xinyan, the two looked at each other, and they both saw the contempt for Chang Lele in each other's eyes.

At this moment, Chang Lele's heart was already blossoming.Isn't the title of the dog emperor a story she saw in a magazine before.Say a certain place held a painting contest.The topic was similar to that given by the dog emperor, and it was also required to draw the scene of an ancient temple hidden in the shade of trees.

At that time, there was a painting that broke through the encirclement with the momentum of a dark horse.

And she had seen that painting at the time.

Now she has traveled to this world.She didn't expect this painting to help her.

Chang Lele knew very well in her heart that she had activated a cheating device, but there is no absolute fairness in this world.Now in front of Chu Fengjian and Mo Xinyan, she is the weak one.They both have power and she has knowledge.

Sure enough, the same sentence: knowledge changes destiny!
Chang Lele struggled a little, then walked to the desk, picked up a brush and began to draw on the rice paper.

Chu Fengjian and Mo Xinyan originally wanted to see her jokes, but gradually, they both began to wonder.Seeing Chang Lele holding the Langhao brush and skillfully swipe over the rice paper, Chu Fengjian's dark pupils had a scorching glow hidden deep in them.

Since the last time he heard Chang Lele's poetry, he ordered people to investigate her life experience.

In the end, the person sent to investigate told him that Chang's father was just a down-and-out scholar, and the family couldn't keep up, so he sold her to Prince Xuan's mansion, and later on, he was valued by Prince Xuan's mansion and took her as a concubine.

It stands to reason that with her family background, she can only know a few small characters at most, so it is impossible for her to compose any poems.So he secretly speculated that the poem was written by his younger brother Xuan Wang, but she heard it and remembered it.That's why I chanted it.

But her paintings, how to explain this?
Chu Fengjian narrowed his eyes tightly, and then lowered his head to look down at her painting... Contrary to Chu Fengjian's doubts, Mo Xinyan's nails were already embedded in her palm.Although she still maintained a cool look on the surface, she was already jealous and going crazy in her heart.It never occurred to me that Chang Lele still kept one hand.

But until now, she couldn't stop in front of Chu Fengjian, so she could only stand there.

Chang Lele roughly copied the painting she had seen last time, and felt that it was almost done. Then she put down the Langhao brush in her hand, slightly raised the corner of her mouth, looked over the two of them one by one, and said briskly, "Your Majesty , This is my painting." When she said this, she paused slightly, and looked at Mo Xinyan with unkind eyes, "No matter how bad my painting is, it is more reliable than some people's."

"You..." Mo Xinyan frowned, just about to explode, when she suddenly remembered that Chu Fengjian was still by her side, so she could only suppress the anger on her face, snorted softly, and stopped answering.

Chu Fengjian reached out and picked up the rice paper on the table.As the sun was setting, in a dense bamboo forest, a bald monk was bending over to scoop water into the lake with a wooden bucket in his hand.

The frown between his brows flashed away, and he looked up at Chang Lele again, with some unknown meaning in his eyes.

Mo Xinyan also looked down at the painting that Chu Fengjian was holding, gritted his teeth and said critically, "Didn't Feng Jian ask you to draw ancient temples with deep hidden greens? What about ancient temples? Why didn't I see ancient temples in your picture?" Woolen cloth?"

Chang Lele chuckled, "Ask the emperor if there are any ancient temples."

Chu Fengjian squinted his eyes again, his eyes were full of treachery, and he said lightly, "You can compose poems and draw pictures, but I heard that your father is just a poor scholar who has been studying for many years. Didn't even pass the exam. How do you know this?"

(End of this chapter)