This painting was painted directly for three days, and finally moved directly from the collapse of the front hall to her bedroom.
She didn't react much, but Xiao Ran made a blushing face.
Su Kui joked with a smile, "Xiao Ran, what's in your mind?" Not at all, right
However, after Xiao Ran finished painting, Su Kui glanced at him, and he didn't expect Xiao Ran's painter to be so good. If it weren't for Mu Yan, he entered the princess mansion, given time, as long as he could get the opportunity, he would surely soar into the sky.
So, Su Kui finally understood why Xiao Ran hated her.
That's right, she still feels that Xiao Ran hates her until now.
However, what does that have to do with her, this person still has to rely on her breath to live.
She didn't bother to ask Xiao Ran again about the obvious fact that Xiao Ran had complained about her. She is drowsy all day long, where's the experience to pay attention to what he is doing.
Just repeat one sentence, "After I die, I will leave you with a certain amount of money. When that happens, you will take your sister and go wherever you want. It's my compensation."
"The princess said carefully—"
Xiao Ran's voice was dry, and a gloomy color passed across his eyes.
Once is casual talk, so what about two or three times
Xiao Ran didn't dare to think about it.
After another three or two days, the weather turned overcast and it finally became cooler.
Since it happened that the little lover was sneaked to death by the old emperor, Mu Yan has completely turned into a complete hedonist.
It just so happened that Su Kui was also bored, so he simply sent an invitation and called a group of ladies and ladies to the princess mansion for a gathering.
Mu Yan had a real life. Although she was disliked by others, she was loved by the old emperor, and no one dared not give her face.
The sound came to my ears, and there was a burst of silk and bamboo.
Su Kui sat in the high seat, and there were some small tables on both sides of the hall, and the ladies and ladies sat on both sides.
In the middle are her various male favorites, playing flute and piano, dancing swords and composing poems.
"The princess, I haven't seen you for a few days, I always feel that you are more beautiful than in the past. The ministers dare to ask, I wonder if the princess has any special beauty methods, and I will use them for the courtesy!"
It was Sun's wife, who was the official secretary of Shangshu. She sat under Su Kui's hands, chuckled and covered her lips with a veil, and said softly and softly.
Su Kui lazily lifted his eyelids, a certain kind of sparkling water, flirtatious flow.
"It's hard to be a natural beauty. Madam asked this, but I really can't answer it. But if you like it, I will let the next person copy it for you, Snipe—"
With that, she told the cymbal to get the recipe she usually uses to soak and wipe her face.
As soon as the whimbrel came back and forth quickly, when the other ladies saw this, they hurriedly said, "The princess can't favor one or the other, since it's given to Mrs. Sun, it's not bad for us, right?"
"The girl next to me is squeamish, if you want, go to Mrs. Sun to ask."
She doesn't care whether she offends people, and the one sitting below has no fifty or thirty. If you copy them one by one, how many copies have to be written
Her own girl is loyal, and she naturally feels distressed.
The wife of the Xingbu servant who was the first to speak, followed the trend, looked a little bit at ease, and her eyes showed irritation. But she is a princess, even the princess in the palace, she has never seen such a big air!
Seeing this, a lady who had a good relationship with the wife of the Xing Department servant, hurriedly tugged her hand, beckoning her to converge a little. With a smile on his face, he said to Su Kui: "What the princess said is that we will go to Mrs. Sun and ask for a copy later, and dare not bother the princess."