"Feng Qingge!" Xue Meitong heard this, stopped writing, tilted her head and thought for a while, and replied, "It is indeed quite beautiful, a complete monster! It's eye-catching, but it's not my cup of tea!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Junyi looked like he couldn't laugh or cry, and pointed behind Xue Meitong.
Xue Meitong immediately realized that something was wrong. Before she could turn around, she heard Feng Qingge's deep and cold voice, "My dear, my concubine, it turns out that I am not your type!"
The word "beloved concubine" has a strong connotation of gritting one's teeth.
An alarm bell rang in Xue Mei Tong's heart. She immediately put away the "canvas" in front of her, turned around and innocently looked at Feng Qingge who came out of the blue, and raised a smile, "My lord, why are you here?"
Her eyes fixed on Mu Qingfei, she couldn't help but add, "It turns out that Prime Minister Mu is also here."
Mu Qingfei bowed slightly and said, "Princess, you are polite!"
Seeing Feng Qingge's unkind expression, Leng Junyi coughed a few times and explained: "Qingge, don't misunderstand me! The princess and I just met by chance..."
Feng Qingge waved her hand and interrupted Leng Junyi's words. He walked up to Xue Meitong, looked at her, and asked softly with a smile: "Princess, I am not your type, then, who?"
Is this your thing?"
Xuemei Tong rubbed her arms. Feng Qingge's tone was so harsh that it was a hot day in July and August, and she actually got goosebumps all over her body. She looked at Feng Qingge innocently, raised an innocent smile, and said with a smile: "Your Highness
Such brilliant light makes Mei Tong pale in comparison and feel ashamed! My lord, what dish did you just cook? Are you hungry? I will immediately order the kitchen to prepare dinner!"
After that, she wanted to run away.
Feng Qingge was both angry and funny. This girl has no other skills, but she is very good at pretending to be stupid. He asked in a sinister way: "My beloved, is it very hot?"
Think about it, in the midsummer of July and August, can it not be too hot?
Xue Meitong nodded vigorously, and when she saw Feng Qingge's face darken, she immediately shook her head vigorously in understanding.
"Not hot! Not hot!"
Feng Qingge scolded, "Why don't you put on your clothes! How can you be so decent wearing so little!"
"oh!"
Xuemei Tong responded sluggishly, but did not actually get dressed. Instead, she subconsciously squeezed the "canvas" in her hand, thinking deeply, not knowing what she was thinking.
Seeing that the air pressure was getting lower and the atmosphere was serious again, Leng Junyi quickly smoothed things over, "Qingge, are you here to find the princess? It just so happened that the princess also said she wanted to find you just now! I just didn't know the direction and took the wrong road!"
After listening to Leng Junyi's words, Feng Qingge's expression softened slightly. He looked at Xuemei Tong and asked in a deep voice: "My beloved, are you looking for me?"
"Um……"
In fact, there is no such thing in Agen'er, but the fool also knows that he has to follow Feng Qingge's wishes now and cannot anger him any more.
"Very good! But I have guests now..."
Feng Qingge gave it a try and seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for Xue Meitong.
Xue Meitong was not worried. Anyway, she was not really looking for Feng Qingge in the first place. Feng Qingge ignored her, but she was still happy! She bowed and replied: "Since the prince has a distinguished guest coming to visit, Meitong will
Sorry for disturbing you! Mei Tong will leave first!"
After saying that, she turned around and left without any hesitation.
Feng Qingge was furious. Couldn't she be more coquettish and beg him for a little longer?
"My beloved concubine, wait!"
Upon hearing this, Xue Mei Tong stopped and looked back at Feng Qingge with a respectful look on her face, "Do you have any other orders, Your Majesty?"
Feng Qingge said in a deep voice: "Prime Minister Mu and General Leng are here to visit. As the mistress of the palace, shouldn't my beloved concubine behave like a landlord?"
Hearing this, Mu Qingfei and Leng Junyi both looked at Feng Qingge strangely.
Xuemei Tong blinked her eyes, with an incomprehensible look on her face. She was just the hostess in name only, and she wouldn't take it seriously! Besides, she didn't know anything about the affairs of the palace, so she was asked to entertain guests.
, she didn’t know how to entertain him.
However, now that Feng Qingge has opened her mouth, it would be too disrespectful for her not to respond, and she might go crazy again.
Xuemei Tong knew how to act according to the wind. As soon as she saw Feng Qingge's unkind expression, she immediately walked back to Feng Qingge dejectedly, raised a pure smile, and said innocently: "Your Majesty is right! It's rare to see General Leng.
When Prime Minister Mu comes to visit, of course we must do everything we can as landlords!"
This girl is so clever!
Feng Qingge nodded with satisfaction.
Mu Qingfei opened the paper fan in a "swipe" motion, with a smile on his face, "Was the princess helping Jun Yi paint just now?"
"Yes!" he responded, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Feng Qingge's face darken. Xue Mei Tong immediately changed the subject, "Why did Prime Minister Mu come to the palace today, and did he come to discuss state affairs with the prince?"
Knowing that Xue Meitong deliberately changed the topic, Mu Qingfei did not intend to let it go. He asked with a smile: "I wonder if the princess would be willing to take out the painting and show Qingfei a look?"
Xuemei Tong couldn't help but curse Mu Qingfei, the stinky fox in her heart! He was clearly here to cause trouble for her!
Glancing at the "canvas" that Xue Meitong held tightly in her hands, Feng Qingge narrowed her eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "My dear concubine, take it out! It just so happens that I also want to see it!"
The prince has spoken, what else can she do?
Xue Mei Tong reluctantly took out the "canvas" and shook it open. The delicate paintings were vividly displayed in front of everyone. While Feng Qingge was amazed that Xue Mei Tong's wonderful brushwork could paint such vivid pictures, she couldn't help but feel jealous.
. He asked in a deep voice angrily: "My beloved concubine, the painting is very good! But why don't you paint this king!"
The prince is angry and the consequences will be serious.
Xuemei Tong blinked her eyes and replied belatedly: "General Leng and the prince give people different feelings. General Leng's facial contour is very three-dimensional, which is very suitable for painting, and the effect of painting is also very good.
.Although the prince is beautiful, his personality is greater than his attitude. If he is not careful, he will become weak and charming, which is difficult to control."
The implication is that Feng Qingge looks too feminine.
Feng Qingge was angry.
"My dear concubine, you are really brave, how dare you say that I am angry!"
What he hates most in his life is that others say he is effeminate! And Xue Meitong just violated this taboo.
Seeing the furious fire on Feng Qingge's face, Xue Meitong realized that she had said the wrong thing. Her little head was spinning rapidly, and she quickly smoothed things over, "Actually, what I mean is... the prince himself is quite handsome.
A perfect picture... It's a pity that Mei Tong is not good at learning and can't draw the prince's magnanimity, so he doesn't dare to write... he doesn't dare to write..."
"Qingge!"
Leng Junyi held Feng Qingge's shoulders and tried to calm Feng Qingge's anger, "The princess said something unintentionally, please forgive her this time!"
Mu Qingfei took the "canvas" in Xue Meitong's hands and looked at it carefully. He sincerely admired, "The princess's painting skills are so good! I have never seen this style of painting. What kind of painting is this?"