Peerless Moe Concubine: Get the Black Belly of Your Highness

Chapter 141: To Help Her or Shame on Her?

Nalan Qing turned to Nalan Ying who was begging for help, and there was a trace of fear in that earnest gaze.

"What? Sister Qing doesn't want to paint? Or don't you know how to paint? You are so hesitant, how long do you plan to let the empress dowager wait with us?" Li Yan'er said with frowned eyebrows.

Concubine Fang who was standing beside Nalan Ying seemed to have figured out the way, she couldn't help but frowned and said: "Si girl, does this Qing'er know how to draw?"

"Of course, she just took away the merits of others!" Nalan Ying also said coldly.

Concubine Fang's heart skipped a beat, and she said in a low voice: "Si girl, although I don't like Qing'er's actions in my heart, she is still from my own family. If she really can't draw today and commits the crime of deception, then the whole family will definitely be involved. Nalan family, now, you have to think clearly, you must not take advantage of others!"

"Auntie!" Nalan Ying frowned, obviously Nalan Qing was so selfish, did she still want to help her?

"Auntie knows what you think in your heart. It is easier to fight with your own family than others. After all, you know the basics, but outsiders are different!" Concubine Fang pointed out.

Nalan Ying didn't speak, but just looked at Nalan Qing's back with deep eyes.

Nalan Qing seemed to have exhausted all her strength and walked to the table where the brushes were placed. Her nails almost tore through her palms. At such an embarrassing moment, she wished she could get into the cracks in the ground. However, After all, she still had to face the reality. Everyone's eyes fell on her, and she had no way out.

At the moment when Nalan Qing picked up the paintbrush, she only heard Nalan Ying say crisply: "Big sister, didn't you just hurt your palm the day before yesterday? How can you hold the paintbrush? Why don't you let me paint! "After that, there was a cool smile on the corner of his mouth.

Nalan Qing only felt her eyes brighten up, and then she exerted all her strength, pinching her palm with her nails without even thinking about it. When the severe pain came, she only frowned slightly, but her face remained calm until the The palm of the hand has been pinched black and blue, so he gave up.

Nalan Ying watched it calmly, this Nalan Qing was really cruel enough to treat herself.

"You hurt your palm?" Li Yan'er was slightly startled.

"No, the injury was severe!" Nalan Ying smiled lightly, but his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Miss Si, could it be that Missy doesn't know how to draw at all?" Tang Huier asked hesitantly.

"Yes, yes, I have always been friends with Sister Qing'er, but I have never seen her draw this!" Fang Lan'er said with a frown.

Nalan Ying's complexion tightened, and she glanced at Tang Hui'er coldly and said, "Do you know that what you said is a false accusation?"

"Absurd, why is Hui'er framed? Ask her to paint, she is so sloppy, doesn't it mean that she doesn't know it at all, if she can, how can she be so sloppy, and she refuses to draw a single stroke until now?" Li Yan'er said contemptuously.

"That day when Qing'er went to pray for her grandmother at Lanluo Temple, she accidentally pressed her palm on the cobblestones in front of Lanluo Temple, which caused her palm to bruise and she couldn't hold a pen. It wasn't Qing'er. Can't draw, but Qing'er can't draw at all!" Nalan Qing said slowly, holding back the severe pain in her palm.

"How is the injury? Let His Highness take a look!" Feng Lanyue said eagerly.

A layer of shame crept up in Nalan Qing's ears, after all, she stretched out her palm from her closed sleeves, and saw that the white palm was black and bruised. In such a situation, it is absolutely impossible to grasp pen.

"You're hurt so badly, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Feng Lanyue glared at her.

"Qing'er dare not!" Nalan Qing only felt that Feng Lanyue was holding her hand, but she never let go, her pretty face was already blushing.

Li Yan'er stomped her feet angrily, seeing Feng Lanyue holding Nalan Qing's hand, she wished she could cut the two of them into two with a sword.

"Si girl, since your elder sister's palm is injured and can't draw, then it's worthwhile for you to draw. After all, you are all from Nalan Mansion, and it's the same with your master. Come to think of it, your palm is not injured, right?" The Queen Mother sighed.

"Ah?" Nalan Ying smiled embarrassingly, and the two gleaming zongzi hands became more and more obvious under the bright moonlight.

"Grandmother, her finger is also hurt!" Feng Yanli hurriedly ran to the Queen Mother's side and begged.

The Empress Dowager was stunned, and then smiled wryly: "It seems that Ai's family will not be able to get the picture of enjoying the moon today. I really feel regretful!"

Looking at the empress dowager's dejected expression, Nalan Qing quickly said: "Go back to the empress dowager, today is Qing'er's fault, when Qing'er's palm is healed, I will definitely send the empress dowager a picture of enjoying the moon?"

"Not at all, how can you send it out?" Li Yan'er said mockingly.

"My sister saw it too, it's really Qing'er's hand that hurt!" Nalan Qing said helplessly.

"It's a pity that Qianqianyu's hand is hurt like this. I will have a good ointment in the palace later, and I will ask the maid to give it to you later!" Prince Feng Lanyue said with frowned eyebrows.

Nalan Qing's small face instantly brightened up, as gorgeous as a peach blossom in March, and those bright eyes shone brightly, which made Feng Lanyue slightly startled, looking into her eyes, she felt a little absent-minded for a moment .

The queen mother was pleased to see it, and glanced at the queen without any trace, and the queen nodded in understanding.

Li Yan'er was so angry that her teeth were itchy. She wanted to make Nalan Qing look ugly, but unexpectedly, she made her a success. I'm afraid that she has already lost a bit today. She had something on her mind, but she lost her interest after all, and her expression was sluggish. Sick, after a while, the queen mother was also tired and rubbed her tired forehead and said softly: "The Ai family is tired today, and I can't accompany a few girls. I will draw up an imperial edict to reward you tomorrow morning!"

"Farewell to the Empress Dowager!" Everyone in the field bowed their heads and bowed.

"The empress also goes with Ai's family, and I have something to discuss with you. I just leave Concubine Fang to send a few young ladies to Yifang Hall to rest?" the Empress Dowager asked earnestly.

"The concubine obeys!" Concubine Fang stood up and responded.

"Li'er, Lanyue, you guys go back, you have to do your homework tomorrow!" The queen mother said with a light glance at Feng Lanyue and Feng Yanli.

Nalan Yingying's queen mother first called Li'er, so she guessed that Feng Yanli was different from His Royal Highness in her mind, right?

"Grandson knows!" Feng Lanyue and Feng Yanli responded at the same time.

After carefully exhorting, the Empress Dowager left with the support of Zhu'er and the Empress.

When there was no one in the corridor, everyone looked away, especially Nalan Ying, who was afraid that Feng Lanyue would remember her revenge for blowing sand in the afternoon, so he hurriedly hugged Concubine Fang's arm and said: " Aunt, Ying'er is tired, quickly take us to Yifang Hall?"

Hearing her talk suddenly, Feng Lanyue looked at Nalan Ying with heavy eyes, and the corner of her mouth was cold, as if he was still brooding over the afternoon's events.

(End of this chapter)