My queen is awesome

Chapter 433
No matter how you look at it, this boy is not brainless.Since it is not brainless, there is only the latter explanation.

Gu Bei suppressed all kinds of scrutiny in his eyes, and lowered his head: "Mr. Feng, please."

"Pa—" the noble young man opened the folding fan with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, only then did everyone notice that there was this big crazy character written on the seemingly ordinary folding fan!

Following Gu Bei's footsteps, she stepped up the stairs made of crystal.The third floor is completely different from the lobby. Compared with the rich and magnificent mixed fish and dragons below, the decoration on the third floor is low-key and elegant.But being low-key doesn't mean it's simple. Compared with the rich and beautiful halls on the first floor, the third floor is dominated by calligraphy, painting and porcelain.She doesn't have much research on calligraphy and painting, but she also knows that the things hanging here must be priceless.When she really entered the third floor, Feng Lingyun realized that she just used the word "fu" to describe Hanyuguan just now, which was too general.

The entire third floor is divided into five compartments. Outside each compartment, a clear and shallow stream actually crosses, and around the five compartments, it forms a ring shape. The stream is clear and shallow, and the water inside Ding dong, nice to hear.The rich aroma of wine came from the stream, and outside the stream, a young man in Tsing Yi burned incense and made tea.The slender fingers scooped the stream water, poured it into the teapot, and shook it gracefully.He lowered his head, his eyelashes forming a nice shadow around his eyes.

"This is flowing water. First, we dig out grooves in the ground, and then use white crystals to melt and cast a stream pool, and introduce famous wines such as Qingfengzui for guests to taste." Gu Bei first introduced the origin of the stream, and then noticed Feng Lingyun's He glanced at him and smiled triumphantly: "The one who makes the tea is Yiqiu, one of the four sons of Hanyuguan who I introduced to you before I became a slave. Do you still like Mr. Feng?"

"Sure enough, she is beautiful."

Feng Lingyun shook his fan.

Really beautiful?

Is this like or dislike?
Moreover, as one of the four young masters of the hanjuguan, although he is not as famous as the Qingcheng, he should be considered stunning anyway, right?How come this person only got a really beautiful woman?

Gu Bei's heart was blocked, he only thought that Feng Lingyun didn't like this beautiful man with high mountains and flowing water, so he led Feng Lingyun to sit in one of the cubicles.

It is said to be a compartment, but in fact it is only separated by a screen.

It's just that the screen is very innovative, it can make people see the situation on the opposite side vaguely, but it can't make people see too clearly.The facial features and so on can't be distinguished. On the screen, there are beautiful pictures of beautiful men embroidered with silk thread.It's nothing at first sight, but after a blink of an eye, you will find that the handsome boy in the picture of the serious handsome boy lost his clothes at some point.Taking a closer look, not only was there no clothes, but there was another person in the picture scroll, and the two overlapped each other.All kinds of weird actions intersect/combine.Even Feng Lingyun was indifferent to love affairs and didn't know much about it, even after looking at the picture, his heart beat faster.It’s not that the picture is disgusting. As far as fine brushwork is concerned, there is no part of the picture that is not exquisite. Even if the people in the picture are overlapping, it will not make people feel disgusted. This shows the level of the painter high.But the level of the painters is too high.Some places were also drawn too carefully, and she could see them clearly at first glance.

No matter how calm and indifferent Feng Lingyun was, she was still a woman.

But Gu Bei was right in front of her, she couldn't turn around immediately and show discomfort.This is too inconsistent with her image of a masculine, moody and arrogant young man.So even though her heart was beating like thunder, she still put away her folding fan calmly on the face, and brushed the beautiful man's figure on the screen with the fan.

(End of this chapter)