Ye Fuxun shook his head like a rattle, and the perfect eight-toothed smile crawled back onto his face familiarly: "It is my blessing to be able to take care of Your Highness's worries. However, although it is already spring, the spring cold is severe, and it is even more chilly at night.
A little more.
Can I make a few small requests?"
She stretched out her hand, pinched her thumb and index finger together, and expressed forcefully that her request was really just a small request.
Ji Yannuo half-opened his seductive peach blossom eyes: "Say."
"Um...if I want to relieve myself, where should I go?" Ye Fuxun said something.
Ji Yannuo's lips froze suddenly. He raised the corners of his lips and said one word at a time: "Is there any more?"
Ye Fuxun hurriedly added: "Also, it's too cold on the ground. Can you give me a mattress and a quilt, ah, it's best to add another pillow?"
These words instantly covered Ji Yannuo's face with a layer of frost. Ye Fuxun realized what was going on and said quickly, "There is nothing else! Your Highness, I am very willing to stay with you here! Not to mention just one night.
A hundred nights is no problem!”
The premise is that you first solve the problems of internal urgency and warmth.
Ji Yannuo closed his eyes and tried hard to suppress the idea of throwing Ye Fuxun out of the window to feed the fish in Taisheng Lake. He clapped his hands and let Xu An, who was waiting outside the door, come in: "Matters, quilts and pillows. Bring extra.
Ye Liangyuan goes to change clothes."
Xu An was very efficient. When Ye Fuxun went to the bamboo house to relieve herself in the back compartment, she found that her own floor mat had been properly placed next to the couch.
She happily thanked Ji Yannuo, and then slipped into bed like a fish.
The soft and fragrant quilt raised the happiness index to 100% in an instant. Ye Fuxun rolled over in the quilt with a smile, and looked at Ji Yannuo with only one head exposed: "Your Highness, I'm going to sleep first.
It’s late at night, so go to bed early and wish you sweet dreams!”
After saying that, he showed a sweet smile towards Ji Yannuo. Ye Fuxun turned around and closed his eyes happily.
He didn't see Ji Yannuo on the couch at all. He clenched and released his fists before suppressing the thought of throwing her into Taisheng Lake again.
This woman!
Actually sleeping in front of him?
Is she tired of living?
Ji Yannuo took a deep breath.
The next moment, Ye Fuxun yawned unconsciously and opened her eyes blankly, and then she realized that the face of Demon Ji had appeared in front of her!
There was a flash of sword in his eyes, and a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Master, do you want to sleep?"
Ye Fuxun was startled by Ji Yannuo's sudden appearance and stuttered: "Your Highness, if you are not sleepy yet, how about asking me to chat with you? Or read to you and tell stories? Or maybe you are?
Nothing you want to talk about?"
Ji Yannuo was silent for a moment: "How do you think a person who doesn't like painting feels when he is forced to paint?"
Is this talking about the former prince?
Ye Fuxun thought about his response: "I feel that I must be unhappy in this situation."
“What if the situation necessitated painting?”
"Then just curse a few words in your mind, and then..." Ye Fuxun thought for a while, "There are roughly two possibilities."
"First, just draw casually to get by." Seeing Ji Yannuo look at her, he added, "Second, find what you want to draw and do your best to draw it well."
"Do your best to paint well?" Ji Yannuo repeated her words in a low voice and asked unconsciously, "Will he feel better that way?"
"Draw the scene you want to paint. Even if you are not good at painting, your mood will probably get better." Ye Fuxun nodded affirmatively.
Could it be that Ji Yannuo was in a daze for half a day because he was thinking about whether the former prince was in a good mood when he painted that painting?
"Seriously?" Ji Yannuo raised his eyes and looked at the easel that had been standing aside.
"Seriously." Ye Fuxun followed his gaze and looked at the easel, "Your Highness, look, the boy in the painting looks at the child next to him, his eyes are full of warmth and love. He is smiling and happy.
of."
Ji Yannuo fell silent again.
The emperor's brother has been very talented in literature since he was a child, but he is not good at painting.
From childhood until he was seven years old, he never saw his brother paint.
The emperor's brother was forced by the princes to paint at the birthday party, and the painting happened to be the scene of the two brothers getting along that day, which reminded him unconsciously of what the emperor's brother had said.
The emperor's brother said that he would work hard to be the most perfect prince in order to bring him back from Qi as soon as possible.
For him, the emperor's brother treated those people in vain and was even forced to paint, all because of him.
Every time he thought of this, Ji Yannuo felt a strong blockage in his heart, and his throat couldn't help but choke.
However, Ye Liangyuan's words made him feel inexplicably relieved.
If at that time the emperor thought that he was happy painting, that would be great.
Ji Yannuo didn't speak, so Ye Fuxun naturally closed his mouth wisely.
He just quietly wrapped himself up tightly with the quilt, like a silkworm chrysalis, and waited obediently in the warmth for Demon Ji to make his move.
She blinked her eyes, hoping that when Ji Daji was happy, he would wave his hand and let her go to Duke Zhou.
"Let's study."
The reality ruthlessly hit Ye Fuxun's desire to sleep.
She reached out and picked up the book on the futon, resignedly opened the pages and read in a low voice.
Ji Yannuo lay down casually, with his hands behind his head, seemingly sleeping but not sleeping.
Ye Fuxun's voice flowed in the bamboo house, creating a sense of warmth for no reason.
Early the next morning, Lanxi Palace.
The Crown Princess got up in the morning with a face so angry that she even overturned the basin for washing.
The maids serving in the room were so frightened that they were all on tenterhooks, fearing that they would be angered and punished accidentally.
Only the two eldest ladies, Bicui and Biliu, could barely keep their minds calm. They organized people to clean up the floor and brought warm water to cleanse the princess's face and hands.
"Your Majesty, please calm down." Bicui saw the Crown Princess drinking warm tea and comforted her in a low voice.
The Crown Princess glanced at her, and the anger in her heart had been suppressed a lot.
Bi Liu was busy adding: "Although Ye Liangyuan spent the night in the bamboo house last night, my servant inquired and found out that she was sleeping on the floor and His Highness was not with her..."
The Crown Princess's expression softened slightly.
But the thought of Ye Liangyuan spending the night with His Highness, even sleeping at His Highness's feet, made her feel depressed and uncomfortable.
Yesterday she was happy that she was different in His Highness's eyes. When she got up early this morning, she was slapped in the face by Ye Liangyuan.
Only she can understand that feeling.
I really want to strangle this bitch Ye Liangyuan to death right in front of my eyes.
However, another voice in her heart reminded her that it was not appropriate to do this.
From a young age, in addition to learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and taking care of the middle court, she also learned the means and mind needed to secure her position in the middle palace.