poisonous woman

Chapter 165
"Xiao Jun Jue!" Rong Zhao kicked open the door of the Qianqing Hall and shouted, quite like the roar of a river east lion.

"Why are you here?" Seeing her angry appearance, Xiao Junjue was still thinking about what offended her.

Rong Zhao didn't answer him, but rushed in with a sullen face, turned around the room three times, looked left and right, and finally saw the sword on the wall.

She pulled the sword out of the scabbard, and the sharp edge of the sword flashed a light on the wall, and she flicked the blade, making a crisp sword sound.

Yeying Yexiao didn't know what she was going to do, and surrounded Xiao Junjue, but Rong Zhao just gave them a disdainful look, and went to the back hall with the sword.

Xiao Junjue was stunned for a moment, but it wasn't because of Rong Zhao's actions. His focus was on the sword, and Rong Zhao was able to pull it out.

He occasionally got a pair of precious swords, and the two swords are called Ganjiang Moxie Sword, Ganjiang is a male sword, and Moxie is a female sword.It's just that he can only open the Ganjiang Sword, but not the Moxie Sword.And found a lot of people, regardless of men and women, but this is the case.

But today it was easily opened by Rong Zhao.

They didn't know what Rong Zhao was going to do with the sword, and they followed her to the back hall, only to see her slashing at the bed with the sword in her hand.

After the bed was completely destroyed by her, she stuck the sword into the wood, and then sat on the chair and gasped.

This is also hard work.

Xiao Junjue didn't understand why she lost her temper on the bed, told Ye Ying and Ye Xiao to go out, and let her go out as well.

Ye Xiao was a little worried, but was dragged out by Ye Xiao in the end.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Junjue asked flatly, neither angry nor annoyed.

Rong Zhao glared at him, "You still have the nerve to ask me!"

Xiao Junjue didn't understand even more, he didn't provoke her in recent days.To be honest, I hardly saw her these few days, so how could I offend her.

Seeing Xiao Junjue pretending to be stupid, Rong Zhao got angry, and she thumped Xiao Junjue, "You have no conscience, you are still playing stupid here."

"I really don't know." Xiao Jun said seriously as he stood next to each other.

Do you know the feeling of someone who is so indifferent that it is like a cup of cold water, but you are the kettle that keeps raising the fire?Rong Zhao was like this at this time.

"Are you really stupid or fake? Concubine Wen Gui suggested that the emperor's uncle give you a few side concubines, and you will soon have a few more concubines to serve you. I didn't favor them in the first place. If they come in, there is no place for me." !" Rong Zhao was furious, "I tell you, even if I can't sleep in this bed, I won't let others sleep in it. As long as I'm here, you don't want to marry another woman!"

Xiao Junjue really didn't know about this, but he knew that what Concubine Wen suggested would definitely be bad.He was very indifferent, "I just got angry about this and ruined my bed."

Rong Zhao's expression was quite natural.

Xiao Jun said: "I didn't say marry."

Rong Zhao didn't believe it, and asked him sideways: "Don't be a fool when you send it to your door, are you stupid?"

"I'm not stupid, that's why I don't want it." Xiao Junjue's gaze was attracted by the sword stuck on the huanghuali wood. It really was a good sword, blooming like a brilliance, with a clear edge.

Rong Zhao's anger seemed to fall from the clouds, "You really don't want it?"

Xiao Junjue's eyes turned back to her, "Didn't you just say that as long as you are here, I won't want to marry another woman?"

"Then you mean you would marry another woman without me, right?" Rong Zhao's anger rose and fell again.

Xiao Junjue was really helpless, knowing that if he said yes, Rong Zhao's posture would never end with him, so he said: "No, I won't marry you if you are not here."

Rong Zhao's anger disappeared in an instant, and he secretly pursed his lips into a smile after reciting Xiao Jun's formula.

Xiao Junjue glanced at the broken bed, "You don't care about your temper, you get angry without asking anything, where do you want me to sleep at night?"

Rong Zhao squinted, with a bit of shyness, "At worst, I'll give you half of my bed."

Rong Zhao stared at the bed that was hacked up by her, and thought to himself, if he knew it had this effect, he would have hacked it up.

A thrill, she wished to slap herself, Rong Zhao, Rong Zhao, are you stupid, you want to lure wolves into the house.You don't have the slightest bit of reserve to share half of the bed with someone else.

She was like this, remorse and joy at the same time, the two states of mind were intertwined, making her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys messed up, and she didn't know what she wanted to do.

But in the end, it seemed that the kind of joy was faintly more.

Nighthawk found that the prince's words had increased, and the expression on his face was no longer the same, but these were all when facing the princess.For example, the prince asked someone to carry the broken bed out, with only helplessness on his face, but no anger.And with his piercing eyes, it can be seen that the prince's helplessness also has a hint of a smile that no one can detect.

That smile is clearly pampering.

But Wangfei, if you want the prince to sleep in your place, you should tell me earlier, you don't need to do it yourself, the subordinates smashed the prince's bed long ago.

He was the second person who noticed that the Mo Xie sword was pulled out by the princess. Mo Xie is a sword of sincerity, and only the real master can open them.

The general was opened by the prince, and now Mo Xie is opened by the princess, isn't this a pair of destined love.

It seems that he still has to work harder to match them up, so that his wish of letting the princess give birth to the prince will not be far away.

Although Concubine Wen Gui had such a proposal, Emperor Xiaojing still did not do so.Originally, the relationship between Xiao Junjue and Rong Zhao was not good, but if a few more women were involved, it would be even better.

In other words, he also broke his heart for these two people.

One day Rongzhao went to find Xiao Junjue. At that time Xiao Junjue was enjoying his leisure and was painting. It was a painting of lotus leaves rising to the sky, and the lotus flowers reflected in the red lotus.

Rong Zhao really didn't know that he still had this painter, the lines of flowers and leaves were fine but not rigid, and the colors were bright but not greasy.Brilliant and lifelike.The concept is unique and ingenious, and the image is particularly prominent and vivid with partial in-depth description.In the size, there is only a flower and a half leaf, and a water plant is interspersed in it.The smudged dyeing is exquisite, and the veins and even the fibers of the lotus are drawn out with a fine brush.The whole picture looks leisurely, tranquil, gentle and elegant, which is a top-notch product.

"My father's birthday is tomorrow, you accompany me back home." Rong Zhao came to talk about this.In fact, she can wait for Xiao Junjue to go to her at night to talk about it, but she just wants to see him now.

Xiao Junjue paused and stared at her, "Why did you tell me that I haven't prepared a gift yet." Last time he left midway, he must have displeased Lord Rong. If he left empty-handed again this time, wouldn't it be No more blaming him.

Rong Zhao didn't take it seriously, "Gifts, oops, you have a lot of treasures in your storeroom, just pick one at random." She holds all the financial power of Chu Palace in her hands, and of course she has already counted the storerooms.

To say that Xiao Junjue has quite a lot of treasures, far beyond her expectations, she thought he was poor.

"It was all rewarded by my father, and it's really not sincere to give it to my father-in-law." Xiao Junjue looked at the sky outside, and asked Yeying to prepare the horse. It was still dark, and there was still time to buy it at this time. .

Seeing his words, Rong Zhao had an idea, and waved Nighthawk away, "Slow down, go down, it's none of your business."

Now at Yeying, Rong Zhao speaks better than Xiao Junjue.

"There's no need to prepare, I've thought about it for you." Looking at Xiao Junjue's eyes full of doubts, Rong Zhao pointed to the painting, "Sometimes you don't need to buy your heart, it's more sincere to do it yourself. My father is a master of painting. , I like painting the most, you paint so well, he must like it."

Xiao Junjue didn't know anything about Lord Rong's preferences, but what Rong Zhao said was correct, so he asked, "Then what should I paint? What kind of paintings does your father like?"

Rong Zhao spread his hands, turned around on the spot, and said narcissistically: "My father likes me the most, you can draw me, and I will let him put it in the study when the picture is finished, let him look at me every day. Besides In this world, there is nothing more beautiful than me."

She was skeptical, "Can your painter fully show my beauty? Don't paint me ugly."

Xiao Junjue looked her up and down, unable to deny her, but also a little helpless, hey, his princess is always so confident.

Xiao Junjue's painting process for her was also very difficult. She originally wanted to stand and paint, but she felt tired after standing for a long time, and sat down to paint. After sitting down for a while, she said she was hungry for a while, and then went back to work again. shout thirsty.

Gu Wu waited beside her, feeding her cakes and fruits, and feeding her tea. After one painting, she ate two plates of pastries, one plate of fruit, and a pot of tea.

And by the end her pose was almost lying down.

When Xiao Junjue finished painting, she still shouted that she was too tired, and let him paint when she knew she should be sleeping.

Xiao Junjue's painter is really good, she is almost exactly the same in the painting, even the proud spirit in the eyes is vivid on the paper.

"It's still not as beautiful as mine, but it's still top-notch. After all, no one in this world can draw this lady's demeanor." Rong Zhao carefully held it in his hand and looked at it, feeling very happy.She blew on the ink stains that were still wet on it, and gave Xiao Jun the formula, "When it dries up, frame it, and give it to my father tomorrow."

Xiao Junjue still felt something was wrong, "I'm afraid your father will think that I'm not good enough for this painting alone."

In the past, he always went his own way and never cared about others, and now he didn't realize that he even cared about Rongzhao's family.

"This one is enough, I promise, he will like it, and he likes it the most." Rong Zhao still has this confidence.

It took several hours to paint such a picture, and it was just in time for dinner when the painting was finished, so Rong Zhao stayed for dinner as a matter of course. She has always had an appetite, and Xiao Junjue's eyes wrinkled when she saw it. brow.

"You ate so many pastries and fruits in the afternoon, and now you eat so much, can your stomach take it?" Now Xiao Junjue even cares about how much she eats.

Rong Zhao didn't take it seriously, and ate it with a piece of braised pork in his mouth, "My appetite is very good, and that little food is just enough for me to stuff between my teeth."

Xiao Junjue looked at her waist, and said calmly, "I see that your waist has grown a lot recently."

As soon as a mouthful of meat entered his mouth, Rong Zhao stopped and looked down at his waist. Could it be that she is really too fat?Then I saw her silently spit out the meat in her mouth.

(End of this chapter)