Not to mention that this man's facial features are really exquisite.
Her skin is good, white and delicate, like the finest mutton-fat jade, which is enviable.
Thick black eyelashes cast light shadows on the eye sockets and curve into perfect arcs.
Whether it's the eyebrows, the nose, or the slightly indifferent thin lips, they are all like masterpieces carefully crafted by God, stroke by stroke.
It's a pity that my heart is dark.
Thinking of Peng Zhaoxun and Liu Fengyi, Ye Fuxun's heart shrank involuntarily.
It is not without reason that our ancestors said that people should not be judged by their appearance. Putting it on Demon Ji is the best example.
What's wrong with this girl?
Isn't it just to get some love from the great demon Ji, sing a song and dance, how thoughtful.
Not only does Demon Ji have no sense of humor, he also invites all his concubines to watch the execution. This is simply...
Outrageous behavior.
Ye Fuxun was thinking quietly in his heart while staring at Ji Yannuo's face.
Beautiful things always make people unable to take their eyes away.
When Demon Ji was asleep and read enough books, he turned around and opened his eyes, which scared her so much that she didn't even dare to raise her eyes.
Just watching and thinking, Ye Fuxun fell asleep in a daze.
Slept pretty soundly.
I even had a little sweet dream.
It's a pity that the sweet dream didn't last long. Suddenly, all the oxygen in the world was sucked away by the alien planet. Ye Fuxun breathed hard, but found that she couldn't get any air. Just when she felt that she was about to faint, she suddenly opened her mouth.
Open your mouth and breathe...
Finally alive!
At the same time, I woke up.
In front of her eyes was the enlarged handsome face of Demon Ji, and her nose was pinched tightly by two fingers of Demon Ji!
No wonder she couldn't breathe in her dream and almost suffocated!
"Is Ye Fuxun asleep?"
The curse words were still swirling in his mind, but as soon as Ji Yannuo's voice came out, Ye Fuxun immediately fell asleep: "No! I'm not sleeping! Your Highness, can you please..."
Ji Yannuo retracted his hand with a snort, and sat upright on the couch after taking some time off.
Ye Fuxun got up excitedly and stood respectfully aside, showing an eight-toothed smile: "Your Highness, you have called me here, what are your orders?"
Ji Yannuo glanced at her, reached out and took the tea cup from the table, took a slow sip, and inadvertently glanced at the painting of the former prince.
I'm in a pretty bad mood today.
Especially when he saw the painting of the emperor's brother and heard those things from the princess's mouth, it made his already gloomy mood cast a thick haze.
Calling Ye Fuxun over was just a temporary thought.
This woman was difficult to invite, and while he was waiting, she actually fell asleep.
This woman was so cowardly that she dared to lie on his arm and fall asleep together.
Still slept soundly.
Looking at the puddle of water on his arm with disgust, Ji Yannuo raised his chin slightly and pointed at the painting of the former prince: "What do you think of that painting?"
painting?
Ye Fuxun saw the painting when he came in earlier.
Moreover, I also understood the painting.
Isn't what is painted in the painting the same place where Ji Yannuo took her to climb the mountain last night?
Ye Fuxun looked at the painting carefully and found that it was an old painting of a long time ago. The brushstrokes displayed in this painting seemed not rounded, the style of writing was a little unfamiliar, and the portrait painted was not often painted.
Ye Fuxun was not proficient in painting. These were just her humble opinions. She wanted to know what Ji Yannuo wanted to hear her say.
"What do you think?" Ji Yannuo repeated the question just now.
Ye Fuxun looked at his expression carefully: "Your Highness, do you want to listen to the truth or lies?"
Ji Yannuo raised his eyebrows and twitched the corner of his mouth: "What do you mean?"
That's the truth.
Ye Fuxun shrank her neck. She boldly guessed that this painting was probably painted by the former prince.
Apart from the former prince and Ji Yannuo, no one else should know about the scene that day.
And since it was not painted by Ji Yannuo, it is clear who painted it.
Ji Yannuo cares so much about the first prince. If she said that the first prince's paintings were not good, would Ji Yannuo throw him directly into the Taisheng Lake outside to feed the fish?
But Ji Yannuo said that he must listen to the truth.
If she praised this painting against her conscience, she might also offend Ji Yannuo.
Why.
Why do you have such a big boss who is difficult to take care of?
Ye Fuxun took courage: "From my personal perspective, although the style of this painting is a bit unfamiliar, the outline of the two people in the painting is very delicate and moving. You can feel the two brothers at a glance. The friendship is deep and touching when you see it.”
This must be true.
Unexpectedly, Ji Yannuo narrowed his eyes: "Are you saying that the painter's painting skills are not good?"
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Ye Fuxun suddenly cheered up: "Your Highness, if you want to listen to lies, then I have to praise this painting because it exists in the sky, and it is rare to see it on earth! The artist's painting skills are simply astonishing, and I praise him repeatedly. Absolutely!"
Ji Yannuo's face suddenly stiffened, and his thin lips pursed tightly to suppress the sudden smile.
This timid woman, look what she is saying.
"Truth." Ji Yannuo said two words in a deep voice. If he didn't stop this woman, she would blow her mind.
"The truth is," Ye Fuxun had already prepared. "Although the painter is mediocre, it is more delicate and rich in emotion. I feel that this painting is much better than a painting that is skilled in fine brushwork but has no soul."
Ji Yannuo stared at the painting.
It seemed as if he didn't hear what she said, and as if he was satisfied with what she said, he remained silent after that.
The bamboo house was so quiet again that the only sound left was the intertwined breathing of the two people.
Ye Fuxun remained motionless for nearly a quarter of an hour.
Finally, she was sure that Ji Yannuo had no intention of paying attention to her.
But she was too timid to ask if she could leave first, because——
Ji Yannuo seemed to be immersed in his own world.
Her sixth sense told her that if she broke Ji Yannuo's silence, she would definitely regret it for a long, long time.
So, Ye Fuxun carefully moved to the futon on one side and sat down, then picked up a book casually placed on the desk.
"Notes on the Geography of the State of Yan".
She recited the title of the book silently in her mind and became quite interested.
Then he quietly opened the pages and read.
On the other side, Demon Ji still maintained his original posture, half-closing his eyes as he read the painting.
The atmosphere in the bamboo house is harmonious, quiet, soothing and peaceful.
After flipping through the book in his hand, Ye Fuxun yawned silently and found that Ji Yannuo was still in the same posture as before, not moving at all.
Could this guy be actually practicing sitting posture?
A strange thought came to her mind, but she dismissed it with contempt.
He raised his head and glanced at the golden crow slanting outside, then heard a "goo" sound, breaking the silence in the room.
Ji Yannuo squinted his eyes and turned his head to look over.
Ye Fuxun raised a small white hand in embarrassment: "Your Highness, this is probably because it's time for dinner."
"So, your belly has the function of telling time?" Ji Yannuo twitched the corner of his mouth, and surprisingly found that he didn't feel angry.
He must have gotten used to this woman's surprise.