After I was reborn, I was spoiled by Uncle Bingbing

Chapter 216 Yizhu did the most daring thing in her life

"I like it." Yizhu nodded blankly.

"As long as you like it." Pei Yuan straightened up.

Yizhu stared at him for a while, then had a vague guess in her heart, and asked hesitantly, "My lord, this is..."

"This is the gift I said I would give you." A smile flashed in Pei Yuan's dark eyes.

Yi Zhu was excited and at a loss, "But this gift is too precious..."

"It's not expensive, as long as you like it." Pei Yuan said dotingly.

Yi Zhu was very moved, he never thought that he would think of giving her a painting workshop.

She originally planned to open a painting workshop, but he didn't expect him to prepare everything for her.

Thinking of the handkerchief she just gave...

She was suddenly ashamed.

She just embroidered a pattern of pine branches on the handkerchief, and it didn't take much effort to give it to him. Unexpectedly, he gave her a painting workshop directly.

No matter how I think about it, I feel that he is at a loss.

"Thank you, my lord." She said sincerely.

Pei Yuan smiled softly and rubbed her head, "Pearl, you're welcome. Let's go, I'll take you upstairs to have a look."

"Yeah." Yizhu nodded and followed him upstairs.

The upper floor is divided into three rooms, the front one is used for receiving guests, the middle one is used for painting, and the last one is for her to rest. There is also a small couch inside, which is very warm and elegant.

Yizhu took a tour and liked it very much, but she didn't want to say any more about being grateful.

Seeing that Liu Ying didn't come up, she bit her lower lip and did the most daring thing in her life.

She put her arms around the man's waist and tiptoed to kiss the corner of his lips.

Looking at each other, she glanced at him shyly, and was about to back away, but the man held her back and locked her in her arms.

The next moment, the smell of ambergris came over her face, and in an instant, her breath was taken away.

When she came to her senses, she was already lying on her back on the small couch, and the man was pressing heavily on her.

While breathing, she felt a chill on her shoulders.

The blurred eyes finally regained a trace of clarity.

She looked at the man on her body helplessly, nervous and ashamed.

"My lord..." she called softly.

Pei Yuan paused, curled his slender fingers tightly, and finally did not go any further.

He glanced at her apologetically, and lay down beside her with one leg bent.

But even if they didn't do anything, the two of them were lying on the same couch, which made Yi Zhu blush and her heart beat like a drum.

After a long while, seeing no movement by her side, she turned her head curiously, but saw the man's hands covering her eyes, as if in pain, she bit her lips tightly, but did not dare to speak again.

As early as in the previous life, she had a night with him, so she didn't understand anything, she knew that he was feeling uncomfortable at this time because he wanted to...

She pursed her lips tightly, blushing, and at the same time, she couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Everyone in the world said that His Royal Highness King Yuan is pure-hearted and ascetic, not close to women, and there are even gossips, King Yuan is afraid that he can't do it.

But only she knew that those rumors were all false, and he couldn't be more normal.

But what puzzled her was that King Yuan, who could not have close contact with women, or he would get sick, was an exception to her.

Every time she approached him, he didn't have those symptoms, which felt amazing.

I don't know how long it took, when Yizhu almost fell asleep, Pei Yuan got up.

Looking at the girl beside her, with her messy hair and skirts, the dryness that was suppressed almost broke through the restraint again.

He raised his hand and kneaded the space between his eyebrows, and then freed up a hand to pull her slipped skirt back up.

Yizhu's drowsiness was dispelled by his movements, she rubbed her eyes and sat up.

Looking at the lazy girl, Pei Yuan's voice was still hoarse, "Pearl, I'll take you back first."

"En." Yizhu nodded, supported his hand, and got off the couch.

Looking at her messy hair, Pei Yuan tidied it up for her again.

After everything was settled, the two went downstairs.

Downstairs, Liu Ying waited there faithfully.

Seeing Yizhu, she felt a little guilty.

When she got downstairs, she looked at the expensive paintings and asked, "My lord, where did these paintings come from?"

"It was moved directly from the palace." Pei Yuan explained.

Yi Zhu's beautiful eyes widened slightly when she heard the words, "Wouldn't that mean that all the paintings in the palace were emptied?"

Pei Yuan smiled and didn't care, "What's the matter if it's empty?"

Yizhu twisted the handkerchief, "They are all very expensive paintings, what if they are stolen?"

Pei Yuan laughed, "Who would dare to steal the paintings from Princess Yuan's painting workshop?"

"Just in case." Yizhu said without hesitation.

The main reason is that these paintings are too expensive.

After thinking for a while, she said, "I'll keep a few of them just for show, and you can take the rest back."

In the past, she sold paintings because she wanted to make money, but now she opens a painting workshop because she just likes painting.

She hopes that her paintings will be liked and appreciated by more people.

But if all the famous paintings are hung in the shop, then her paintings will be submerged and no one will notice.

Pei Yuan saw through her thoughts at a glance.

What he didn't say was that, just because of her status as Princess Yuan, even if all the famous paintings of Confucians in the world were hung in this shop, the guests who came here would pretend not to see them and would only buy her paintings.

But he didn't force her, he just wanted her to be happy.

"Okay." He replied.

……

Early the next morning, Yizhu brought Qiuchan, Biqing, and Chunhua Qiushi to Qianqiu Painting Workshop.

Yi Zhu kept only a few paintings sent by Pei Yuan, and took the rest down, put them in boxes, and asked Qiu Chan to send them back to Prince Yuan's Mansion.

When Qiu Chan came back again, the child came with her.

Yizhuzheng, Biqing and other maids hung up the paintings she made herself one by one.

During this period of time in Jiuhua Mountain, besides the paintings that the wife wanted, she also drew some other paintings, which can be used at this time.

However, after she hung up all the paintings she kept, the shop still looked empty, mainly because the shop was too big.

But she was in no hurry.

Anyway, she doesn't need to rely on this shop to make money for the time being, she can draw slowly.

When she was hanging the picture, the child followed her all the time, his little mouth was as sweet as honey.

"My mother's paintings are beautiful."

Yi Zhu turned her head and saw that he was admiring those paintings in a decent way, she couldn't help laughing and said: "Did you put honey on your mouth?"

The child smacked his lips, "No, it's not sweet."

Everyone was amused by him.

Yizhu also laughed.

Seeing his cute appearance, she couldn't help but put down what she was doing, and bent over to hug him.

"By the way, you and Qiuchan came here, but have you told your father?" She asked with a smile.

The child shook his head, "Father is still in the palace and hasn't come back yet, but I have explained to Uncle Hong."

When Yizhu heard this, she didn't say anything more, and took him around upstairs and downstairs.

At this time the palace.

Just as Pei Yuan came out of the imperial study and was about to leave the palace, he met Qi Wang Pei Lu.

"Jane." Pei Lu greeted first.

Pei Yuan paused slightly, "King Qi."

Compared to his indifference and alienation, Pei Lu seemed very warm, "I just went to the Shoukang Palace, and talked with the Empress Dowager for a while, and we also talked about the interesting things about Jian Zhi's childhood."

"Really?" Pei Yuan's voice was still cold, and he had no desire to talk.

Pei Lu didn't care, raised his hand and rubbed his nose, sighed: "It's been a long time since I saw you, Jian Jian's temper is still the same as before."

The back of his right hand was covered with a layer of white cloth. Even if Pei Yuan didn't want to pay attention, he asked casually, "Is King Qi injured?"

(End of this chapter)