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051 news, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep

After making sure that the baby was safe and sound, Jiuhuangshu and Feng Qingchen were in the mood to play. Feng Qingchen finally learned the piece of music to a certain extent, and copied Jiuhuangshu's words: It can be heard.

However, no matter how Feng Qingchen played, the music could not attract the birds. What's more, when Uncle Nine Emperors was beside Feng Qingchen and played the music, the birds just hovered far away and did not come close...

Uncle Nine Emperors was so depressed that he and Feng Qinghua stood in front of each other under the moonlight and surrounded by hundreds of birds. Now he could only dream about it.

"You said you..."

Just as Uncle Nine Emperors was about to complain, Feng Qingchen hurriedly interrupted and said angrily: "These birds are too timid. I won't shoot them down and eat them."

As for hating her so much?

"I haven't said anything to you yet, but you've already accused the bird." Uncle Nine Emperors was so angry and funny that he couldn't help but hit Feng Qingchen on the head with his flute.

Feng Qingchen was in pain and hit Uncle Nine Emperors back: "You're a lot older, be more mature and don't keep doing this little boy's behavior."

This kind of flirting and flirting by little boys and little girls is not suitable for them.

"Who do you think is older? You or me?" Uncle Nine Emperors bit the last word "I" very hard. He often leaned forward and approached Feng Qingchen. The threat was self-evident...

"Uh..." Feng Qingchen secretly swallowed his saliva and said cautiously: 'I, I, I said I am quite old.' This answer should be correct, right?

But the fact is...

Snap...

The bamboo flute in Uncle Jiuhuang's hand hit Feng Qingchen on the head again: "I am older than you. When you say you are old, do you think you are too old?"

"No way." Feng Qingchen rubbed the top of his head, afraid that Uncle Nine Emperors would ask questions, so he decisively changed the subject: "It was too heavy, it hurts."

Seeing how pitiful she is, let her go.

She couldn't get any advantage in fighting against the Nine Emperors.

Unfortunately, this trick didn't work this time. Uncle Nine Emperors sneered: "I have my own discretion when it comes to my attacks, so I can't hurt you. Don't try to change the subject. Do you think I'm too old?"

"It's true, I swear to God." Feng Qingchen raised her hand to swear, and Uncle Nine Emperors quickly pressed her hand down: "What nonsense are you swearing? I still can't believe you."

He was just teasing Feng Qingchen, but why did Feng Qingchen keep teasing him, even knowing that he was allergic to the fragrance, and brought him into the crowd...

"You're not old to begin with. How could I find such a handsome old man like you?" Feng Qingchen snuggled into the arms of Uncle Nine Emperors, her fingers unintentionally tangled in Uncle Nine Emperors' long hair...

Although Uncle Nine Emperors is much older than her, he does not look older. Moreover, after years of accumulation and more than ten years of emperor career, Uncle Nine Emperors looks even more charming...

A man who is handsome, wise, mature, powerful and powerful, who combines looks and power, will only become more and more charming. Just look at the young ladies in Jiangnan, one by one rushing towards Uncle Nine Emperors.

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"It's not like you don't know that you are very charming. When you stand in the crowd, there will be many young girls staring at you. There are always handkerchiefs and sachets beside you." Feng Qingchen said this, and he was definitely not jealous.

, purely joking, because...

Uncle Nine Emperors is allergic to the scent of flowers, but all the women who met Uncle Nine Emperors smelled so good. He walked with Feng Qingchen on the streets several times, and immediately asked for red envelopes when he came back...

Well, Feng Qingchen admitted that she did it on purpose several times!

Speaking of this incident, Uncle Nine Emperors became very angry and sternly warned Feng Qingchen: "Don't let it happen again."

"This..." Feng Qingchen let go of his hand: "I really don't dare to swear."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away, leaving Uncle Nine Emperors alone. He sighed and strode after him...

I don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing to have a naughty wife, but he enjoys it...

As we get closer and closer to the grassland, the color of the sky becomes brighter and bluer. It is as beautiful as a painting, with translucent blue and clean white. You will never see such a beautiful sky in the capital.

Feng Qingchen wanted to record this scene, but without a camera, she couldn't draw either...

There was no other way, so Feng Qingchen had no choice but to seek help from the Nine Emperors Uncle who was an all-rounder in the decathlon. Compared with her, the Nine Emperors Uncle was so good. He was proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and everything was so good that people couldn't help but envy him.

If you want a horse to run fast, you have to feed it. Similarly, if you want Uncle Nine Emperors to take action, in addition to letting Uncle Nine Emperors "fed", you must also be gentle and gentle, such as...

When Uncle Nine Emperors was painting, Feng Qingchen could not leave, let alone stop. He had to help him mix paint, grind ink, and feed Uncle Nine Emperors when he was free...

Well, Uncle Nine Emperors admitted that he was also a bad learner, because Feng Qingchen always fed him food while he was reading. Gradually, he got used to it, and his mouth would be filled with stuff from time to time.

To paint a painting well, one or two days is definitely not enough. Uncle Jiuhuang stayed there for three days in order to let Feng Qingchen paint, just to satisfy Feng Qingchen.

When Feng Qingchen saw the finished product coming out, he was full of praise...

Jiuhuangshu is easier to use than a camera. He completely displays the scenery of the grassland on the paper, which makes people yearn for it: "After seeing it, the baby and the cute baby will definitely run over."

This is definitely not a lie, because Feng Qingchen liked it, so when Uncle Nine Emperors painted this painting, he poured his love into it...

When you bring emotion into it, the painting naturally becomes alive.

"You can frame it and give it to the cute baby to see." Forget it, Nai Bao, it would be nice to kidnap her daughter.

"No, this is my personal collection, hurry up... and seal it." Feng Qingchen carefully hid the painting and kept urging Uncle Nine Emperors to seal it.

Seeing Uncle Nine Emperors take out his private seal, Feng Qingchen quickly held it down: "No, use the emperor's jade seal."

The calligraphy treasure of the founding emperor of the empire is priceless...

When Uncle Nine Emperors saw Feng Qingchen like this, he couldn't help but shake his head: "Cai Fan, are you still planning to sell my paintings?"

That being said, Uncle Nine Emperors really had to ask the secret guard to bring the jade seal, seal it on the painting, and sign his name. In this way...

This painting is worth more.

You should know that Jiuhuangshu still has no writing, and his calligraphy and paintings are spread all over the world.

Jiuhuangshu doesn't like to show off. His calligraphy and paintings are comparable to those of calligraphy and painting giants, but he never shows them in front of others. Only Feng Qingchen is lucky enough to see Jiuhuangshu's calligraphy.

Feng Qingchen waited until the ink dried, then carefully held it up: "If you are short of money, you can consider it." She will never have a chance to be short of money in this life...

"Didn't you mean a private collection? What? These guys are going to sell it again?" Uncle Jiuhuang said that if Feng Qingchen dared to sell his paintings, he would make Feng Qingchen unable to get out of bed for half a month.

"If that day comes, I can't hold a painting and starve to death, right?" Feng Qingchen rolled her eyes at Uncle Nine Emperors.

Don’t you know that she has always been very realistic?

I think back then, she kidnapped a lot of calligraphy treasures from her senior sister and waited for them to sell them after she became famous. Unfortunately...she didn't have the chance to wait.

"As long as I'm here, such a day will never happen." Uncle Nine Emperors stepped forward and helped Feng Qingchen roll up the painting: "I'll have someone take it and frame it."

"No, we will mount it ourselves after we return to the palace." Although mounting paintings is a technical job, you can still learn it with practice. Only by learning how to mount paintings can she let Uncle Nine Emperors paint a few more paintings.

"How about you draw a few more pictures and I'll frame them together after we return to the palace?" Feng Qingchen thought so and said it directly.

"You are really... too late to make progress." The Nine Emperors Uncle couldn't find a tool to take advantage of, so he reached out and hit Feng Qingchen on the head: "Do you think I am a painter? If you really like me, let the painters in the palace

Come on, just paint a few more pictures and go back."

"No, it's not your painting, so I won't keep it." Feng Qingchen looked away proudly.

"Okay, I will paint it for you again when I have the opportunity." Uncle Nine Emperors promised gently, raising the corners of his lips, looking at Feng Qingchen intently, his eyes full of smiles and unconcealable love...

If there was a camera, or a court painter, he would definitely be able to capture this scene on paper.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, the emperor and the empress stood hand in hand. The scene was so beautiful that people were fascinated by it, especially the flowing affection between the two people, which made people yearn for it, at least...

The secret guard standing aside was stunned.

The emperor and the empress are really well matched. There is no place for anyone else between them. Even if His Highness and the little princess stand between them, they will destroy this beauty...

With the painting in hand, the next thing Feng Qingchen wanted to do was to run against the wind on the grassland. However, this wish could not be achieved in a short period of time because...

They were in a large plain with no village in front of them and no store behind them. It was not easy to pick two good horses. If Feng Qingchen wanted to gallop on the horse, he had to find the whereabouts of Zhou Xing and Zhan Yan first.

Before Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen arrived, they did not notify Zhou Xing and Zhan Yan. These two people had no news at all in advance, so naturally they would not deliberately stay at home to wait for Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen.

When Uncle Jiuhuang and Feng Qingchen came to the tribe where Zhou Xing and Zhan Yan were staying, they rushed in and were told by the kind-hearted herdsmen that Zhou Xing and Zhan Yan were out. They couldn't tell when they would come, but Zhou Xing and Zhan Yan were not sure when they would come.

The eldest son who is good is here.

Finally, someone was at home. Uncle Jiuhuang and Feng Qingchen declined the herdsmen's offer to stay and led the secret guards towards Zhou Xingjia's tent...

Dozens of people, and the appearance of extraordinary people will naturally arouse curiosity. Zhou Xing's son had already been informed by the herdsmen that a group of noble people were coming to see his parents.

Zhou Xing's son is only seven years old this year, but he looks like a little grown-up. He is not afraid of strangers when he sees Jiuhuangshu and Feng Qingchen, but he approaches them openly and asks them for their names.

"My name is Feng Qingchen, has your father told you?" Feng Qingchen did not shy away from saying his name.

Not to mention the people far away in the grassland, even the people in the capital may not know that Feng Qingchen is the current queen, but Zhou Xing's son knew that when Feng Qingchen brought out the name, Zhou Xing's son's face changed...

His father told him that the current queen's name is Feng Qingchen, and she is his father's sister and his aunt...

A message to readers: The second update is here, try to be on time tomorrow. And... no matter what, I have to pull out the broken wisdom teeth this time!


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