After I was reborn, I was spoiled by Uncle Bingbing

Chapter 148 Pei Yuan Touched Her Chin Frivolously
There was a smile hidden in Pei Yuan's eyes, "Let me think about how to punish you."

Yizhu was very disturbed.

Pei Yuan glanced at her, then suddenly took out the portrait, and then slowly unfolded it.

"What do the words on it mean?" He tapped the words on the painting with his fingertips.

Seeing this, Yi Zhu blushed instantly, not knowing how to explain it.

"Huh?" Pei Yuan asked again in a low voice, staring deeply at her with her pitch-black phoenix eyes.

Yi Zhu's eyelashes trembled, and he didn't dare to look into his eyes at all. With his head down, he faltered and said: "Your servant, my servant just scribbled..."

"Scribbling?" Pei Yuan raised his eyebrows, "Do you think this king deserves such a compliment?"

"Of course not." Yizhu shook her head hastily.

"Then do you think this king really deserves the praise of this sentence?" Pei Yuan asked unhurriedly.

Yizhu has one head and two big ones, and it feels like nothing is right.

Following his heart, he nodded, "Yes."

King Yuan was born handsome, he is a rare handsome man in the world, everyone knows this, it would be strange if she denied it.

"It turns out that in Miss Yi Er's heart, this king is such a person." Pei Yuan said happily.

Yizhu lowered her head, feeling that she had never been so embarrassed before.

But now, she can only admit her mistake obediently.

"I'm sorry, from now on, my daughter-in-law, I will never secretly paint the prince again."

"The king doesn't mind." Seeing the girl drooping her head with a frustrated look on her face, Pei Yuan paused and said softly.

"Ah?" Yizhu raised her eyes and looked at him in surprise.

"If you draw this king well, I won't punish you." Pei Yuan said with the corners of his lips curled up.

"Thank you, my lord." Yizhu was overjoyed and was about to kneel down, but was stopped by Pei Yuan lightly, "Didn't I say that you don't have to be so polite to me? There are no outsiders here."

Yi Zhu paused for a moment, then stood up straight and obediently, "Yi Zhu knows."

"Come here." Pei Yuan said suddenly.

Yizhu was stunned for a moment, but still walked forward according to her words.

Looking at the girl standing by the table, Pei Yuan paused, and suddenly took out something from the drawer, and then said softly, "Come closer."

Yizhu blinked and looked at him in bewilderment.

"What's wrong?" Pei Yuan looked at her with a smile.

Yizhu had no choice but to take two steps closer, but felt a little uneasy.

She is so close again this time, the prince shouldn't suddenly get sick again, right?
Feeling uneasy, I suddenly heard the man say: "Low your head."

Although she was puzzled in her heart, she did not dare to disobey, and obediently bowed her head in front of him.

The next moment, something got into her hair.

She was taken aback, and just about to raise her hand to touch it, suddenly, the man's warm fingertips supported her chin, and then lifted her face.

Before she could react, she heard the man's deep and magnetic voice say: "Yunzong Huayan, this pearl hairpin suits you very well, Zhu'er."

Yi Zhu's head went blank with a "buzz", and Mei Mou looked at Pei Yuan in shock.

What did she just hear?
King Yuan called her Pearl?

Also, he touched her chin frivolously.

He, how could he?

Yi Zhu only felt that Pei Yuan in front of her had subverted her perception of him.

Since we have known each other for so long, he has always been self-restraining and polite, and has never made a gaffe or disrespectful behavior.

But today...

She felt like she didn't even know him?

When she recovered, she took a step back.

Thinking of something, she raised her hand and wanted to take off the pearl hairpin on her head, but the man held her hand down.

The man stood up suddenly, his tall and straight figure, imperceptibly, brought great pressure to her.

She stared at him blankly.

"Don't take it off." Pei Yuan looked down at her.

Yi Zhu blinked and looked at him puzzled.

Seeing her like this, Pei Yuan's phoenix eyes slightly closed, and a trace of uneasiness flashed across Jun's face.

Although everything was under his own control, it was the first time in his life that he gave something to a girl's house, and it was always a little awkward.

"Why?" Yizhu calmed down, and suddenly said, "Why did the prince give this thing to the courtier's daughter?"

Doesn't he know that men can't give girls pearls and hairpins at will?
"What do you think?" Pei Yuan looked down at her.

Yi Zhu shook her head, her beautiful eyes were full of bewilderment and puzzlement.

Pei Yuan paused, and took the picture scroll on the table, "Why do you want to secretly draw me again?"

Yi Zhu looked at him in surprise, and immediately his head went "boom", his face was flushed.

So, did he think that he secretly admired him, so he secretly painted him?
Realizing this, she panicked and explained: "My lord misunderstood, I drew this painting for no other purpose, I simply thought my lord looks good..."

"Is this king good-looking?" Pei Yuan asked warmly, with joy in his tone.

Yi Zhu blushed.

As a girl, she swears that a man is good-looking, isn't it also very frivolous?How can we not teach people to misunderstand?
At this time, it is really wrong to say anything, and it will cause misunderstanding. I only hate how my mind got hot yesterday, secretly drew this picture, and wrote some words on it backhandedly.

It's useless to say anything now.

Yizhu was anxious and at a loss.

Seeing the grievance of the girl with her head lowered and her lips pouted, Pei Yuan paused, then suddenly raised his hand and brushed her temples, "Yizhu, how about being my concubine?"

Yi Zhu was startled by his actions at first, but after hearing his words, she just stood there dumbfounded.

He also said yesterday that he wanted to marry her, but today he would repeat the same old story...

After calming down all night, she thought that what he said yesterday was just a whim, and she might have forgotten it today.

But it doesn't look like she thought it was.

King Yuan wanted to marry her.

Now that she calmed down, she discovered many things that she had overlooked.

For example, just now, King Yuan touched her chin, and before that, he touched her head...

Except for the time in Yuhuayuan, he didn't seem to have any discomfort.

But the little prince will not lie to her.

Could it be that she is the exception?

Realizing this level, she was stunned, her face was flushed, and her heart was pounding.

After a long while, she found her voice, "Why?"

"Why are there so many?" Pei Yuan laughed helplessly.

"But, there is a reason for everything. Of course there is a reason for something as big as the prince wanting to marry me." Yi Zhu said seriously.

Pei Yuan paused for a moment, and was really surprised to see her so calm and orderly.

While scrolling the painting, he said, "You are so smart, I thought it was self-evident."

Upon hearing the words, Yi Zhu knew that this painting was the cause of the trouble, closed her eyes, and summoned up her courage to say: "My lord misunderstood, my servant doesn't like you..."

"Then who do you like?" Pei Yuan raised his eyes.

Yizhu was speechless.

Pei Yuan paused, "Pei Chenjing?"

"No, the courtier has never liked King Jing." Yi Zhu immediately denied it.

This answer was within Pei Yuan's expectations, he curled his lips and asked, "Then do you still have someone else in your heart?"

"No." Yizhu frowned, a little annoyed, "I have no one in my heart."

Hearing this, Pei Yuan was inexplicably relieved, "That's good."

"Huh?" Yi Zhu was puzzled.

The corners of Pei Yuan's lips curled slightly, "The two of us are very suitable."

"Appropriate?" Yi Zhu stared at him blankly.

"En." Pei Yuan nodded, "You don't have anyone you like, and neither does this king. Wouldn't it be suitable for you to get married?"

Yizhu was stunned, and when he realized it, he couldn't help retorting, "Then according to what the prince said, a courtier's daughter is suitable for many people."

As soon as the words fell, the man's originally gentle face suddenly sank, "Is it suitable for many people?"

(End of this chapter)