Zhao Qianwei touched the petals in front of her and said, "What kind of person is this Young Master Yang?"

When Yue Nu heard this, she quickly said: "The scholar is a disciple who dares to take advantage of the princess, he should be beaten!"

Zhao Qianwei smiled, the delicate flowers paled, "No, I think he's very interesting."

A sly look flashed in Yue Nu's eyes, "Could it be that the princess has taken a fancy to him, and with the respect of the princess, asks His Majesty for the imperial decree, that the surnamed Yang is still awake and fell into the palm of the princess obediently, hee hee."

Yuenu is naturally intelligent and quick to do things. Zhao Qianwei's relationship with her is more like a sister, and she is very close, so she also dared to joke at this time.

"Hey, you're going to die, laugh again, and this palace will make you a craftsman and make you suffer for the rest of your life." Zhao Qianwei was teased by the maid, and she was a little embarrassed and became angry, and threatened "viciously".

This ghost girl looks like a snake in her eyes.

At this time, she was more like a girl next door with fireworks, rather than a fairy-like little princess.

PS: Ask for flowers, collections, flowers, collections, flowers, collections.

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Chapter [-] You Really Got the Wrong Person

At this moment, there was a sound of light footsteps.

Zhao Qianwei and Yuenu stopped fighting, posing as master and servant in harmony.

A woman walked in quickly with an object in her hand.

"See Your Highness." The woman said.

Zhao Qianwei said lightly, "No need to be polite, what happened to what I asked you to do?"

The woman said: "His Royal Highness, the slaves have already made inquiries. The boy's surname is Yang Mingyi, his parents died early, and there is an older brother in the family, but he has become ill from overwork and has passed away. Now he lives with his widow and sister-in-law."

Zhao Qianwei frowned, but she hesitated to speak. Yue Nu glanced at her princess and said to the woman, "How about Yang Yifeng's comment?"

The woman understood and said: "I heard that he is a simple, kind, hard-working and hard-working young man. His sister-in-law is also gentle and virtuous.

After speaking, she presented the painting in her hand and said, "The young man is now painting portraits for people by the Bian River. He has a little reputation. This is the painting that the servant asked her to paint."

Zhao Qianwei spreads out the painting, and in the painting, a beautiful woman smiles beautifully, lifelike, like a real person.

She praised: "Xie He of the Southern Dynasties once said that painting and calligraphy should focus on 'vivid spirit' and 'depicting spirit with form', but this painting does the opposite, and the technique is also unheard of. , keep it well, the value in the future is inestimable."

Speaking of the back, there is already some sourness.

The woman took the painting, but did not dare to say anything.

Yue Nu smiled and said, "You go back first."

The woman saluted and retired.

Yuenu's eyes were smiling, Zhao Qianwei was panicked when she saw her, she raised her eyebrows and stared, "You...you damn girl, don't you really want to marry a craftsman?"

Yue Nu didn't answer, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, I heard that Your Majesty is preparing for the Hanlin Painting Academy. How about we capture that Yang Yi and throw it in the painting academy, and only paint for His Royal Highness every day?"

Zhao Qianwei trembled in her heart, but she felt that what this dead girl said was reasonable.

She said lightly: "People are diligent in studying and studying hard, and they are aiming for the imperial examination. If you tie people to the art academy, wouldn't you ruin their future?"

Yue Nu looked at Zhao Qianwei with flickering eyes, "Your Highness, today, Your Majesty is more fond of poetry, poetry, calligraphy, and painting than strategy, and entering the art academy to be a Hanlin and official, is no worse than those who came from the imperial examinations."

Zhao Qianwei's eyes flashed, but she didn't speak.

She was just curious about Yang Yi at first, at most some girls admired him.

But things like feelings couldn't stand the help of others, and Yue Nu teased her next to her, causing ripples in her heart.

Gradually, even she felt that she might be interested in the boy who molested her.

Zhao Qianwei hesitated in her heart, but Yuenu covered her mouth and smiled and said, "Your Highness, since Yang Yi is selling paintings in Bianhe, why don't we go and see if he can recognize us?"

Zhao Qianwei's eyes lit up, and she glanced at her, Yue Nu lowered her eyebrows to pleasing to the eye, with a well-behaved look.

She hummed: "I've been in the palace for a long time, it's very boring, go out and hang out."

Yue Nu pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes turned into crescent moons, with a little girlish playfulness.

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At this time, next to the Bian River.

The painting boat in the distance stopped quietly, and from time to time a few beautifully dressed women came out. The sunlight scattered on the river surface reflected mottled golden light, sparkling waves, and golden scales swimming.

Yang Yi said to the Qingwan woman in front of her with a serious face: "This little lady, you are really admitting the wrong person, I am not a fortune teller."

He pointed to the paintbrush on the table beside him and said, "I'm just a poor scholar who makes a living by painting."

Li Qingzhao looked hesitant when he looked at the young man with a Chen Ken complexion. Could it be that he was admitting the wrong person?Obviously looks normal, but much younger.

The maid looked suspiciously at Yang Yi with a righteous face and said, "Miss, this person doesn't seem to be that fortune-teller, and that gentleman is not very good-looking."

After speaking, her face flushed, and she forgot that this was not in the mansion, so she couldn't speak so casually.

The Li family was a scholarly family, and Li Qingzhao's father, Li Gefei, was a student of Su Shi. He was a decent man and a modest gentleman.

Although there are rules in the mansion, they treat people with generosity. Li Qingzhao has a gentle personality. These maids have been with the young lady for a long time, and they are not afraid. They often joke about their daughters in the mansion.

Li Qingzhao glared at the open-mouthed maid, and said to Yang Yi with a sullen face: "Since the young master makes a living by painting, then paint a picture for me."

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