Xin Moer was the last one to put away her beautiful strokes, and a picture of a beautiful man on a swing was completely displayed in front of her. She blew on the wet ink, spread it flat on the desk, and stared at the beautiful man on the picture.
He curled his lips in satisfaction.
"My father asked you to go to Taibai Mountain to practice, will you only learn to draw pictures of beautiful men?" Feng Qingcang saw her looking down at the man in the painting, her brows furrowed tightly, and her dark voice sounded.
Xin Mo'er then raised her head. She was so focused that she didn't even notice the two grown men entering the room.
With a slight smile on her face and a pure smile on her face, she didn't care about his words and walked up to Feng Qingcang, dragging him as she did when she was a child.
It’s just that when I was a kid, I was shorter, so I pulled his legs, but now I pull his hands. “Father! Did you miss Mo’er?”
Feng Qingcang snorted coldly and threw her hand away, "Monkey!"
The black line on Xin Moer's forehead fell straight away. She did not lose her peace because of his indifferent attitude. She once again held his hand persistently and complained dissatisfiedly, "Father, I'm almost done with hairpins. You can't use the word "monkey".
To describe me."
"What is it if it's not a monkey? If you don't learn well at a young age, is it possible that I sent you to Taibai Mountain just to learn how to draw men everywhere?" Feng Qingcang's expression still did not soften, and his tone was very impatient.
The man in Tsing Yi's blush gradually disappeared and his complexion returned to normal.
He glanced at Xin Moer and then at Feng Qingcang, paused and thought for two seconds, then slowly walked to the desk, folded up the freshly dried paintings on the desk, rolled them into his sleeves, and spoke in a loud voice
Rourou said, "Cang, Mo'er is not even a hairpin yet, she is just a child, don't scare her."
Xin Moer glanced at him gratefully, feeling that this beautiful uncle was better, he was gentle and polite, and he didn't like to lose his temper like her father. She felt that if she found a husband in the future, she would definitely use him as a role model.
Xin Moer just returned to Prince Xu's Mansion today. She originally wanted to show off her painting skills and make her father happy and praise her. Who knew her father would be angry? Didn't he like her painting and calligraphy?
Feng Qing's green eyes narrowed, and she looked at the man in green coldly. Her voice was as cold as steel, "Nangong Yun, did I allow you to enter my study privately and take my belongings privately?"
Nangong Yun was startled and confused.
When did he get his belongings?
Moreover, he had personally told himself before that he could come and go from any corner of Prince Xu's Mansion. He used to go to any corner of Prince Xu's Mansion without hesitation.
Now he has gone back on his promise and is not even allowed to enter his study. This is so abnormal.