Chapter 73 Learning to Paint

Chapter 73 Learning to Paint

"Concubine Ji? Is that you?"

Ji Yunqing nodded: "It's me, go get a stool, I've got the guqin, take it."

"Wait!"

Concubine Zhao stood up quickly and said, "Let me tell you something first. Someone sent me a meal yesterday.

It was said that you packed some food at the banquet and couldn't finish it, so you sent some to me to avoid waste. Is that true?"

Ji Yunqing immediately denied: "No, didn't I tell you that I wouldn't bring you any food? Did you eat it?"

it is as expected.

Concubine Zhao's face was gloomy as she stroked her bulging belly.

“I didn’t eat it.”

Fortunately, Ji Yunqing came over to talk to her yesterday, and fortunately, the moment she saw the food box, she inexplicably remembered Ji Yunqing's words.

At that time, the maidservant beside her advised with tears in her eyes: "The master has suffered a lot during this period of time, so please eat something nutritious as soon as possible."

The old woman guarding the gate was also chanting Buddhist mantras with a look of emotion on her face.

"Fortunately, Concubine Ji is thoughtful. Concubine Ji is such a good person!"

But Concubine Zhao still held on. The baby in her belly was her chance to turn things around. She would not eat the food that came from an unknown source, even though it looked good, smelled good, and was delicious.

With just a few words, Ji Yunqing quickly figured out the whole situation in his mind.

“It’s fine if you don’t eat it”

Ji Yunqing also breathed a sigh of relief.

Who is framing her?

She was famous in the mansion for packing meals. Some people sent meals to Concubine Zhao in her name. If Concubine Zhao really got something bad during the meal, she would definitely not be able to get away with it.

In the worst case, she will be exiled to a farm near the capital like the concubine Zhu was yesterday. In the lightest case, she will continue to be confined to her house. Today, she has been busy drying all kinds of vegetables and they can be used in minutes, so there is no need to dismantle the stove.

Now that I think about it, it was really a close call!

If she had packed the food yesterday, if she had not spoken to Concubine Zhao when she left yesterday, Concubine Zhao would have been such a greedy girl and eaten the food.

Ji Yunqing calmed himself down, said, "I understand," and handed the guqin that Concubine Zhao wanted. Only then did he slowly sort out his thoughts.

Who advised her to pack up her food yesterday?

The person who planned this would definitely give her some advice when he saw that she didn't pack her food.

Let her think about it. It was Concubine Li who asked the question first.

Concubine Li.

Later, Wang's concubines and others tried to persuade her again. She found it a little funny at the time. She was just packing a meal, so was it necessary for so many people to persuade her?

Oh boy, you were waiting here?

Ji Yunqing thought about it in his mind and felt a headache, as if he needed to grow a brain!

"Never mind, Hemerocallis, let's prepare some more food when we get back. We might need it someday."

No matter who framed her, the source of everything and the source of all the troubles was King Zhao!

King Zhao is the evil-doer, the vixen!

I originally wanted to save some face for him.

But since the disaster has fallen on her, Ji Yunqing smiled evilly, then don't blame her for being ruthless for what happens next!

Hemerocallis followed behind her master and felt a chill emanating from her master, as if everything was different invisibly.

It's time to start the money-making plan that was shelved long ago!

"Hemerocallis, I want to learn painting when I get back!"

"it is good"

Hemerocallis' body was one step faster than her brain and she answered first. But then she felt something was wrong. Why did her master suddenly learn to paint?

But it's also a good way to pass the time.

Hemerocallis didn't think much about it.

Ji Yunqing was still waiting for Xuancao to ask, although he had no intention of telling her the truth.

It is somewhat difficult to learn to paint by yourself. Fortunately, Ji Yunqing doesn’t have anything else to do on weekdays. He didn’t have time to learn talents in his previous life, but now he has plenty of time.

Half a month passed like this, and the amount of paper consumed by Shouzhuoyuan far exceeded that of other courtyards.

That afternoon, Ji Yunqing reminded the maids early: "I have important things to do. As long as the sky doesn't fall, don't call me!"

Several maids nodded immediately: "Yes"

Back in the study, Ji Yunqing held the brush in his hand, dipped it in ink, and took a deep breath.

He stared at the white rice paper with a firm look in his eyes without blinking.

Finally, it's time!

Ji Yunqing drew smooth lines, a handsome face with clear edges and corners, long hair, eight abdominal muscles that could be seen from the head, and baggy clothes.

That’s right, do you remember the picture of a handsome man coming out of the bath that you saw before?

At that time, Ji Yunqing had the idea of ​​selling pornographic pictures, but he didn't have the courage to do it.

It’s different now, she has no money!

However, in order to avoid being discovered, Ji Yunqing cleverly drew the characters as gay. Although there is no market for gay characters, Ji Yunqing firmly believes that this will make it less likely to be discovered.

As for the other protagonist, Ji Yunqing's shy smile became the most profound existence in the memory.

The original fiancé Zeng Cheng, the current Miss Cheng Cheng.

She was also very clever in switching the positions of the two people.

This is the first pot of gold you earned in ancient times, isn’t it easy for you to make money?

Looking at the finished product with satisfaction, a cold voice came: "Finally finished?"

Ji Yunqing was so frightened that his body trembled, and he raised his head in disbelief: "Prince? Why...why are you here?"

She couldn't help but look outside. The maids in the yard were all standing outside obediently.

Looking over here anxiously.

Ji Yunqing looked at them and asked, "Why didn't you inform me when the prince came?"

Xuancao also responded to her with her eyes: "Master, the prince came in in a flash, and she wanted to shout at that time, but didn't the master say that even if the sky fell, she couldn't shout?

They missed the opportunity, and when the prince found out, he stopped them from making any noise."

Ji Yunqing was speechless for a moment. What was the difference between her mess being seen by King Zhao and the sky falling?

King Zhao stretched out his hand and said: "Show me your painting."

Ji Yunqing quickly covered the painting and said with unprecedented enthusiasm, "My lord, how about I draw a good one for you?"

“No, just this one.”

How could Ji Yunqing dare to take it out? Although he already knew that King Zhao had most likely seen it, whether or not there was evidence was another matter.

His eyes kept moving, Ji Yunqing was thinking about how to deal with this painting.

The ink on the table is good, but a little too little. It would be okay to just tear up the painting, but what if King Zhao is so cruel as to ask her to piece it together?

Just as Ji Yunqing was struggling internally, King Zhao's voice, like that of a thousand-year-old ghost, came out eerily: "Even if you go in and eat it, I can break your body open and take it out of your stomach."

Ji Yunqing smiled awkwardly: "...Prince, you misunderstood me, I didn't want to eat it" How choking!

She still used her body to block the painting on the table, and casually greeted him, "My Lord, how come you have time to come to my place today? Are you not busy? Don't you need to accompany Miss Chengcheng?"

King Zhao chuckled and said, "No need, Chengcheng is very considerate."

As for why I suddenly came to her place...

King Zhao stared at the woman in front of him carefully. He also wanted to know why Cheng Cheng kept mentioning this person?

When the two were busy at night, Chengcheng mentioned Concubine Ji as many as ten times!