After I was reborn, I was spoiled by Uncle Bingbing

Chapter 43 No more extravagant hopes, things that don't belong to her

When Yizhu heard this, she felt uncomfortable for a while.

Auntie always keeps her mouth shut to remind her of her identity, as if her identity is so shameful?
"I didn't provoke Yuan Wang, Auntie, you are overthinking."

"If you didn't take the initiative to provoke, how would you say those things with such a valuable status as King Yuan?" Aunt Liu frowned, looking worried.

"What did King Yuan say?" Yizhu asked back.

Aunt Liu choked for a moment, looked at her overly beautiful face, frowned imperceptibly, and then calmly persuaded: "Anyway, I'm also doing it for your own good. People with the status of King Yuan are not something we can afford to provoke." , don’t regret it when the time comes!”

Yizhu smiled wryly and shook his head, "It's not what you think, Auntie. Besides, people with the status of King Yuan look down on us. Auntie, you really think too much."

When Aunt Liu heard the words, she also felt that she might be thinking too much, after all, he was King Yuan, so how could he have a crush on Yizhu?

Thinking about it, she finally let go of her heart and talked about another matter instead.

"By the way, why did you show off your painting skills in front of so many people today?"

"Show off?" Yizhu looked at her in surprise.

From my aunt's point of view, she was forced to paint in public today to show off?
"Auntie, you didn't see it, it's Yi Ling..."

"Call Princess Jing!" Aunt Liu interrupted her with a frown.

Yizhu was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, Princess Jing. I don't need to paint in public today, that's Princess Jing's idea. She thinks that the paintings I gave to my grandmother were bought outside and then lied about painting by myself. .”

Aunt Liu's face turned pale, "She didn't mean anything malicious, after all, she didn't know that you were good at painting."

"Can you talk nonsense if you don't know?" Yi Zhu felt uncomfortable, she didn't understand why her aunt defended Yi Ling everywhere, she had been like this since she was a child, and this time Yi Ling was clearly targeting her.

Thinking about it, she said with some disappointment: "Also, why didn't my aunt help me say something at that time, obviously my aunt knew that I was good at painting."

Aunt Liu choked and was speechless for a while.

She did know that Yi Zhu was good at painting.

Seeing that she was silent, Yi Zhu took a look at her expression and pursed her lips.

She remembered that when her aunt knew that she had a talent for painting, her aunt always told her not to show this ability in front of others, saying that it was not a good thing for a woman to be able to paint, but that she could play the piano and compose poems was the real skill, that was Fengya is like Yiling.

Therefore, she only painted in her own room, never showing it to others, and because of what her aunt said, she also studied piano and poetry hard for a period of time, just to compare Yi Ling...

At that time, she was young and not very sensible, so she didn't feel that what my aunt said was wrong.

Thinking of these old things now, the strange feeling in her heart is even more serious.

"I am a soft-spoken person, and you were born to me. If I rashly spoke for you at that time, not only would it be useless, but it would make people even more suspicious." Aunt Liu sighed and said helplessly.

When Yizhu heard this, she shut her mouth.

No matter what the aunt's purpose is, she doesn't like her style of doing things.

"If Auntie has nothing else to do, I'll go back first." She looked a little sleepy.

Aunt Liu paused, then nodded, "Go. Remember what Auntie said, don't provoke those noble people."

"Understood." Yizhu replied perfunctorily, and left.

Looking at her back, Aunt Liu's face paled.

Coming out of the Hefengyuan, Yizhu felt a little bored, so she walked along the lake.

Unexpectedly, she met Yi Guogong here.

(End of this chapter)