This Prince Consort Is No Pushover!

Xian Wang has never seen such a Nalan dream.

He said, "in fact, it's not your fault. You can't understand Li Wang and his wife. If you've heard their stories and understood their behavior, you won't believe that they will hurt me. It's very cold outside. Come first!"

With that, he took two steps into the room.

In this winter, he couldn't let Nalan Meng stand outside all the time, so he called her in.

"Thank you. I'm also very interested in their couple. Can you tell me their story?" Nalan Meng asked piously as he walked inside.

Xian Wang has never seen this side of her.

She looked up at him just now. She looked very calm and gentle, which was the tenderness he had never seen before.

At the same time of surprise, he said patiently, "OK, first sit down and have a cup of hot tea, and I'll tell you slowly."

Since Nalan dreams of knowing the story of Li Wang and his wife, he can take this opportunity to tell her, hoping to eliminate her hostility to them.

"But I'm a little hungry. Shall we send someone to order wine and vegetables and chat while eating?" At this time, Nalan Meng touched his stomach and turned his eyes.

Xian Wang did not doubt him, and said, "well, I happen to be a little hungry, Mo Yu, go and prepare the food!"

Suddenly, Nalan Meng rubbed his red hands and said, "it's so cold! Your highness, do you want Mo Yu to prepare some wine? As the saying goes, no wine can make a feast, and drinking hot wine in winter can just keep out the cold and keep healthy, can you?"

Nalan Meng said, blinking his black eyes and looking at the virtuous king prayingly.

Her eyes are innocent, completely different from the usual domineering power.

Seeing her appearance, Xian Wang was slightly stunned. He shook his head helplessly, "well, since you want to drink, then ink rain, go down and prepare."

"Yes." After Mo Yu finished speaking, he quickly backed down.

Seeing the consent of the virtuous king, nalanmeng hurriedly grabbed his clothes and said with embarrassment, "thank you, your highness, I knew you were the best for me!"

As she said this, she lowered her head, blushed slightly, and looked like a little girl.

Now, the eyes of the virtuous king are full of incredible. Isn't he dazzled?

Is this charming little woman still the strong Nalan dream?

It turned out that she was so gentle sometimes.

I have to say that she looks much more pleasing to the eye than before, and has no offensive power.

At this time, Nalan Meng went to the desk, looked at the brush and said, "Your Highness, did you just want to practice calligraphy?"

"Ah, oh, yes." The virtuous King hurriedly said.

Fortunately, he hasn't started writing letters, otherwise Nalan Meng will find out.

Now Nalan Meng is here. It is not convenient for him to write a letter for the time being, so he decided to wait until Nalan Meng left.

"Your Highness, everyone says your painting is excellent. Can you draw a picture for me, too, and let me keep it as a souvenir?" Nalan Meng suddenly said.

"It may take a little time. The ink rain should come soon. I'm afraid it's too late?" A virtuous king.

He originally wanted to take advantage of the meal to tell Nalan Meng the story of Li Wang and his wife, but he didn't expect her to draw.

It's not that he doesn't want to paint for her, but that he spends more time in this way, which may affect his sending letters to Chu xuanchen.

Seeing that the virtuous King refused, Nalan Meng frowned slightly, "I heard that your highness once painted a painting for Miss Liu er. Speaking of it, I really envy her."

Seeing nalanmeng say so, the look of the virtuous king was a little embarrassed.

He hurriedly said, "miss liu'er is my friend. I was teaching her to draw at that time, so I drew her easily."

"What about me? Who am I? Aren't we even friends in your heart?" Nalan Meng said, the fog in his eyes getting deeper and deeper, as if he had been hurt.

Xian Wang is a very soft hearted man. Seeing that Nalan Meng is so sad, he hurriedly said, "how is it possible that you are my wife, why don't I paint for you? I'm just afraid of not enough time. Well, you sit down first, and I paint for you. It's a big deal to eat later."

"Really? That's great, then we'll have dinner later!" Nalan Meng said and sat down happily on the chair.

Seeing that she became happy, Xian Wang was relieved.

Anyway, it's just a painting. It shouldn't delay anything.

He believed that Nalan Jun didn't start so quickly, and he would be in time to tell Chu xuanchen later.

Thinking of this, he went to his desk, unfolded a roll of rice paper, and looked carefully at Nalan Meng on the opposite side before he began to paint.

When drawing, Xian Wang was very serious. From time to time, he glanced at Nalan dream and bowed his head to paint.

Whenever he looked at Nalan Meng, he found that there was endless tenderness and a shallow smile in Nalan Meng's eyes.

Such a Nalan dream is very rare, which immediately gave him a lot of inspiration.

He immediately picked up his pen and carefully outlined it on the rice paper.

Seeing his serious appearance and flowing action, Nalan Meng was immediately stunned!

The original appearance of Xian Wang is very attractive.

It turned out that he was so easy to coax. She just bowed to him and apologized, so he forgave her.

Compared with him, she seems a little mean.

Thinking of this, she felt a little uncomfortable.

She didn't want to cheat Xianwang at all, but she had to do so for her father's plan.

At such a quiet moment, she also found that the atmosphere between them was so warm when she didn't argue with the virtuous king.

It turned out that Xian Wang was very easy to get along with. She was at ease with him. Unlike before, she was always strong and tight by herself.

In front of him, she can remove the hard shell, can not pretend to be strong, and can live a carefree and free life.

She found that this was also very comfortable.

At this time, the virtuous King continued to paint.

I saw the brush in his hand flying and waving.

Soon, a woman in red with bright eyes appeared on the rice paper.

Then he wrote a poem beside it and his name.

After painting, he put the brush on the penholder, picked up the rice paper and said with a smile, "princess, do you like it?"

Nalan Meng hurried to look over and found that the woman in the painting was fresh, bright, beautiful and moving. She couldn't help but feel warm in her heart, "Your Highness, thank you, you paint very well, I like it very much. I didn't expect that you are not only good at calligraphy and poetry, but also very good at painting."

"Where, my level is also very general. Here, here you are." Xian Wang said, and handed the painting to nalanmeng.

"Wow! Your painting is really good. How can you say such a good level? You are really modest. But my real person should not be so beautiful?" Nalan Meng looked at himself in the painting, and he couldn't believe it.

Xian Wang smiled, "how can it be? The person in the painting is less than one tenth of your real person."

"You are really comforting." Now, Nalan Meng felt warmer in his heart.