Zhuo Ye looked at Feng Lince's sleeping face and began to recall a series of things that happened yesterday: in order to help Lian Qin, he was misunderstood by Rong Zhengxuan and Qiu Mingyuan, had no choice but to escape from Qiu Mansion, and met Feng in a teahouse.
Lince followed him back to his temporary residence and drank under his pressure...
Her head was still aching faintly, which meant that that glass of wine had made her quite drunk! And her swollen and painful lips, needless to say, must have been the work of this despicable pervert again!
Zhuo Ye had a pretty face and gritted his silver teeth, thinking about whether to kick Feng Lince out of bed...
When she finally moved her body, raised her foot, aimed it at his waist, and decided to give him a kick, her ankle was suddenly held by a big hand!
Immediately, Feng Lince opened his eyes like a deep pool, with gentle ripples in them, and sparkling ripples of laughter, and he looked straight and quietly at Zhuo Ye.
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"Let me go!" Zhuo Ye said angrily. She found that there seemed to be an extra layer of something in his eyes, and she couldn't quite understand it for a while.
Feng Lince smiled, let go of Zhuo Ye's ankle, sat up, looked at her with a smile and said, "Ye'er, did you sleep well?" He thought she would scream in shock and anger when she woke up.
Oh! Unexpectedly, they just kicked him out of bed...
Zhuo Ye rolled his eyes at Feng Lince, said nothing, crawled over his body, sat on the edge of the bed and started to put on his shoes.
How could sleeping in the same bed as a wolf be any better? Even though she was sleeping soundly and unaware of her own situation, her swollen and painful lips told her that she had been eaten!
While changing clothes, washing up, and having breakfast, Zhuo Ye remained sullen and silent, and even ignored Feng Linche.
Qiao Ling, who was waiting for her to wash up, saw Zhuo Ye's swollen red lips, and couldn't help but have an ambiguous smile on her face. Zhuo Ye glared at her with a fierce look, and Qiao Ling was so frightened that she immediately suppressed her smile.
However, Feng Linche seemed to be in a good mood. His handsome face, which was usually cold and unsmiling, had always had a slight smile on his face since he got up, which made Song Mo couldn't help but steal glances at this abnormal prince of his family.
Finally, Song Mo suddenly came to the conclusion: No wonder the prince always has a sullen face and does not like to smile. It turns out that it is a certain physical need that has not been satisfied before!
After breakfast, Qiao Ling removed the remaining seats and cups from the table, made a pot of good hot tea, and left.
Feng Linche didn't care at all about Zhuo Ye's indifference and bad face. He teased her for a long time, but Zhuo Ye didn't say a word. Feng Linche thought about it for a moment, then said again: "Ye'er, for the time being, you will live here.
Bar."
This time, Zhuo Ye finally responded. He glanced at Feng Linche and snorted coldly: "If you live here, can I warm your bed?"
When Feng Lince heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "If Ye'er is willing, I won't refuse."
"you!"
"If you don't want to, I won't force you anymore." Seeing Zhuo Ye getting angry again, Feng Linche continued.
Zhuo Ye's face softened a little, and he asked helplessly: "How long do you plan to keep me under house arrest this time?"
"Ye'er, believe me, I don't mean that." Feng Lince paused and continued: "You have come out of Qiu Mansion and there is no better place to stay for the time being. Living here is more comfortable than staying in an inn.
"
Does he even know what happened in Qiu Mansion yesterday? Alas... Zhuo Ye sighed softly and said no more.
"Your Majesty, everything is ready." Song Mo came into the hall and said vaguely to Feng Lince.
"Yeah." Feng Lince nodded to Song Mo, put down the tea cup in his hand, and said to Zhuo Ye: "I have to go out to do some things, you can walk around, I'm keeping Zhang Min, Liu Jing will protect you, tonight
, I will come back and have dinner with you." After that, he stood up and took Song Mo out of the door.
Protection? What does she have to protect?! Are you sure it's protection and not close surveillance? Zhuo Ye glared at Feng Lince's back, picked up the tea cup, and took a deep drink as if to vent his anger.
With her lips swollen like this, she doesn’t want to be pointed at by others when she goes out!
For two consecutive days, Feng Lince and Song Mo went out early and came back late. I don't know what they were busy with. However, he would definitely eat breakfast and dinner with Zhuo Ye.
At the teahouse that day, Feng Lince said that he came to the coast on official business, but he didn't know what the mysterious prince was doing. Although Zhuo Ye was a little curious, he didn't try to find out.
, she understood that it was better for her to know less about the affairs of the court.
On the third day, after Feng Lince went out, Zhuo Ye was about to ask Qiao Ling to go out for a walk, when Liu Jing suddenly came with a piece of paper and handed it to Zhuo Ye.
Zhuo Ye unfolded it and saw this sentence written on the paper: "Beauty, Huoshui and I are outside the gate. Please open the door quickly and let us in." The font is bold but unrestrained. Zhuo Ye is familiar with it, and the tone is even less familiar to her.
Strange. In the past in Shengjing, she often received invitations like this.
"Let them come in." Zhuo Ye put away the note and calmly ordered Liu Jing.
Liu Jing said nothing, agreed, turned and left.
Lian Qin and Lian Xiao entered the hall. Lian Xiao sat down unceremoniously without waiting for Zhuo Ye's greeting. Qiao Ling quickly made tea and served some fruit.
Lian Qin circled around Zhuo Ye, then raised her eyebrows and asked ambiguously: "Beauty, are you okay? Didn't you get eaten?"
"Fuck you, what nonsense are you talking about!" Zhuo Ye asked angrily: "Are the Rong brothers and sisters and that terrifying Young Master Qiu okay?"
Hearing this, Lian Qin smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, it's okay, you don't have to worry. Besides, with King Rui protecting you, he will definitely not let them cause trouble for you."
The corners of Zhuo Ye's mouth twitched and he rolled his eyes speechlessly.
"Cough!" Lian Xiao coughed unhappily, and then smiled at Zhuo Ye: "Xiao Ye, according to the document, you should hand in the artwork."
"Oh." Zhuo Ye turned his head and told Qiao Ling: "Go get the things."
Qiao Ling nodded, and in a moment, he took out a small bound paper book.
Zhuo Ye took it and handed it to Lian Xiao: "These are one year's worth of drawings. Take a look at them. If there is anything wrong, I will revise them."
Lian Xiao stretched out his hand to take it, and Lian Qin's head leaned towards it: "One year? You finished the painting so quickly?!"
Zhuo Ye began to draw this drawing during the few days he lived in Qiu Mansion. It took him two more days to complete the drawing in Feng Linche, a temporary residence.
According to their cooperation documents, Zhuo Ye needs to provide a series of drawings every three months, with a series of six styles, for a total of twenty-four drawings a year, all of which are in this booklet.
Nowadays, she is a wandering person, so it is more convenient to provide one year's worth of drawings at once. This time, she is a bit pressed for time, so Zhuo Ye decided that next time, we will draw together a three-year plan that will last for five years...
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PS: System maintenance started last night, and I couldn’t enter the backend, and all authors couldn’t update normally. At around 6 o’clock this morning, I tried again, but I still couldn’t get in, and I couldn’t set up the automatic update at 10 a.m.
I went out before 7 o'clock in the morning. I don't know what time the background returned to normal. I came back in the evening and found that I could come in, so I updated. I'm sorry.