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Chapter 38 Profiteers

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    Lou Xuanying breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't tell her not to give it to her.  It would be nice to see how he painted up close, and maybe learn a few tricks. Thinking of this, she ran over happily.

    The crowd was noisy for a long time. Boss Wen blended into the crowd and negotiated for an unknown amount of time. Finally, he squeezed out with an old man in gorgeous clothes and a bloated body.

    ¡°It¡¯s him who is the Fenghua Young Master.¡±

    "Well, tell me, what to draw?"

    "Peony picture of wealth and honor." The old man was very wealthy and made this request as soon as he opened his mouth.

    It is indeed vulgar enough and fits his image very well.  Lou Xuanying was judging from the side.

    Next, Mr. Fenghua started painting seriously. This painting was not as easy to paint as Lou Xuanying's big white dog. It took him nearly an hour to finish.

    Lou Xuanying looked at it very seriously. Every stroke he drew and selected colors was very skillful. It seemed simple, but she who had tried it knew that every stroke was not easy.

    After the painting of blooming peonies was completed, he put down his pen, stood up directly, and greeted Lou Xuanying with a smile: "Let's go."

    "Young Master Fenghua, can I also pay this price and paint me a painting?"

    "I can too."

    ¡°No, I¡¯ll just finish here today and come back next time.¡± He refused with a smile, and after saying that, he took the lead to walk toward the back hall.

    From what everyone said, she could tell that this was not a simple gift of paintings, but a disguised sale.

    What a profiteer!

    He smiled politely, but Lou Xuanying, who was standing close to him, realized that it was just an appearance. His smile did not reach his eyes at all, and was even a bit perfunctory.

    This person is not as gentle as he appears, is he?  She might even be cunning. How can it be safe if she follows him rashly?

    But because of the cute little white dog, she struggled with her thoughts and finally followed the profiteer into the backyard. When she saw that he was about to walk into the house, she finally frowned and stopped.

    If he really knew her, wouldn¡¯t he know that she was a woman?  Is it inappropriate for her to follow a man into the house?

    So, she called out to him: "Hey, what do you want to do before you give me the painting? Do you want me to pay money?"

    He paused in his steps and turned around after a while, still smiling.

    "Yi Junqian."

    "What?"

    "My name is Yi Junqian."

    Lou Xuanying scratched her head, Yi Junqianthen he is

    "Half a year ago, I went to the Prime Minister's Mansion and drew a painting for you, sister Xuanying." Yi Junqian had a devilish smile on his lips, and he deliberately emphasized the name he addressed her.

    His words undoubtedly confirmed her suspicion that the white-ground blue-flower porcelain painting hanging in Yingyueju's study was made by him.

    But she doesn¡¯t have any memory of him.

    "Tsk, tsk, we haven't seen you for half a year, and you have completely forgotten me. I still remember that time when you held my sleeve and refused to let go." Yi Junqian shook his head with emotion, as if it was very sad to be forgotten by her.  thing.

    Lou Xuanying¡¯s mouth twitched slightly. She didn¡¯t know many people since she came to ancient times. Including Huangfuchen, she had already met two ruffians.

    She looked like she suddenly understood, and called him "Brother Junqian" with a familiar look, and then reached out to him for a painting.

    "Brother Junqian, didn't you praise me for being cute? I like your paintings the most. Please paint a few more for me."

    After she finished speaking, she shook slightly because she was disgusted by herself, but the smile on her face remained unchanged.  Don't listen to her calling him affectionately. God knows she didn't remember who he was at all. It's only because Lou Xuanying's memory is too weak.

    Yi Junqian smiled heartily and shook his head. He saw a sense of strangeness and distance in her eyes. She had really changed completely. The stupidity of the past no longer existed, and now she was more shrewd.

    "Do you know that I don't help people paint easily? If I paint, it will be worth a fortune?"

    Her face fell, and she stopped pretending to him and snorted: "Hmph, you black-hearted businessman, you were flirting with that Boss Wen just now, weren't you trying to defraud those rich people out of their money? You want to accept my paintings?"  How much silver?"

    "Haha, rich man?" Yi Junqian found that talking to her was really interesting, and he observed her carefully, but this girl's literary attainments did not seem to be high. Can the "blinking eyebrows" be used on him and Boss Wen?

    "Since you call me brother Yi Qian, you are special enough. I won't accept payment for your paintings, and I estimate that I will stay in the imperial city for a few months. If you still want me to paint for you in the future, I can go here  Come to me."Lou Xuanying was surprised at first, and then overjoyed: "Really?"

    "Of course." He said and stretched out his hand to the book boy, who quickly handed the painting to him, "Here, it's your painting."

    She was so happy that she took it carefully with both hands, unfolded it and looked at it carefully, then rolled it up again, and thanked him sincerely.

    "Why are you dressing up as a man?"

    She jumped around him and replied proudly: "Don't you think this is more convenient than women's clothing? Women are so tired of wearing skirts that drag the floor, and it is difficult to climb a wall."

    "Climb the wall? Did you climb the wall from the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

    "Wrong, I climbed out of the wall, but not from the Prime Minister's Mansion, but from Prince Jing's Mansion. My father gave me away."

    Yi Junqian frowned slightly, he pulled the corners of his lips and smiled: "I haven't seen you for half a year, and you are already married? Should I say congratulations?"

    He had a smile on his face and said joking words, but for some reason, he felt extremely upset.

    "What's the point of getting married without that kind of treatment? With the emperor's imperial edict, I was forced into Prince Jing's house as rags. In short, it's hard to say that Prince Jing and I just hate each other. If the emperor can not pursue it,  I still want to take care of everything and leave."

    He was relieved after hearing this and almost blurted out the words that he could take her away. Fortunately, he had always been calm and composed.

    "Mo Jinghao, he is not someone who is easy to fool. He is called the God of War by outsiders. His reputation on the border is enough to scare the enemy. You'd better not challenge him."

    "I know, I have no interest in challenging him." Lou Xuanying curled her lips and waved her hands. She felt irritated when facing Mo Jinghao. The face was familiar, but the person was unfamiliar. She would always overthink it, so it was better to see him less often.

    She looked up at the sky and said sadly: "It's getting late. I have to go back. There is a maid in the yard who is looking after me. If someone finds me sneaking out, I don't know if she will suffer."  . Come out next time and thank you for your painting."

    After saying that, she waved to Yi Junqian, and he followed him and ran out of the yard.

    "" She really said that the wind is like the rain, tsk tsk, she was so heartless, she took his painting and ran away.

    He saw through her men's clothing at a glance just now, thinking that she was bitter after getting married and overjoyed after she clarified. It seemed that he didn't feel good about her.

    Is this the third time he has seen her?  The first time they met was when he was at his lowest, when she was just a ten-year-old girl. She reached out to him with a silly smile, but unfortunately she no longer remembered him.

    "Master, aren't you going to leave in a few days?" Yi Junqian looked at the door in a daze, and the book boy asked in confusion.

    ¡°No, it¡¯s okay to stay for a few more days and go back.¡± He replied with a smile, once again looking at the corridor where the petite figure had long disappeared before turning back (Remember this website¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com
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