Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 216 In order to pile up portraits, you want to kill me?
Zhuge Ying found a homestay that was willing to accept her, but the price was twice as high as that of the inn. The other party was an old couple from the same place, and they were willing to accept her only because they saw her as a little girl.

If her letter is sent out today, it will be delivered to her home within five days, and it will only take two or three days to send someone from home to rush here, so within ten days, people from her family will definitely come here to pick her up. pick up.

With hope and joy, Zhuge Ying fell into a deep sleep, unaware that a few hours ago, Murong Yun picked out her family letter from the pile of letters in the post house, and proudly took it away.

Unfolding the letter, he saw that Zhuge Ying wrote in the letter that eight days later, she would be waiting for someone to pick her up at a teahouse called "Hey Tea" in the west of the city.

So, after eight days, he only needs to go to Hey Tea and wait for the rabbit?

What a stupid woman!Murong Yun rested on the bed in the inn with his arms pillowed on his head, and also squinted his eyes and fell asleep.

After the sun went down that day, Wei Ying's maid did not come back.She knew that Zhaojun was suspicious by nature, and she must have felt that Zhuge Ying's abduction had something to do with her. Although she didn't say it clearly, she could clearly feel that his eyes on her had cooled down.

How to do it?She had no choice but to do everything. When she let her go, she made the worst plan. If it was found out that she was in the way, she could only admit her mistake, but as long as she was willing to admit her mistake, she would And bet he wouldn't do anything to her.

She knows this man too well, machismo, do not want to be strong, late-stage straight male cancer who eats soft but does not eat hard.

"Why don't you see Murong Yun recently?" Murong Yun was not around recently, and Zhaojun didn't pay much attention to her, she was almost suffocated to death.

"What do you want him for?" The tone was still cold.

"I'll just ask." Wei Ying said.

After that he ignored her.

She knew he was still angry, he was best at cold violence.

"Shall we go out for a walk?" She smiled and leaned forward again, in exchange for a cold sentence, "Go by yourself, I don't have time."

With a hot face and a cold butt, Wei Ying's heart was stuffed, and she happened to glance at him, but saw him unfold a picture scroll, and immediately became furious.

On the scroll is a graceful beauty.

Every early winter is the day of Wu's general election.When the older maids leave the palace at the age of 25, some new faces will come in the palace.

"Say you don't have time but you're looking at other women, hum!" Wei Ying left angrily.He paused slightly at the door, glanced back, and saw that he was still looking at the painting without looking up, and became even angrier.

Wei Ying went to the Imperial Garden angrily alone. At this time, a woman in a pink palace dress and a few maidservants passed by her, and a familiar smell of incense powder came over her face.

This taste...

Wei Ying suddenly remembered the smell of incense powder when someone covered her head that day.

"Wait a minute!" Wei Ying raised her voice.

The man stopped curiously and turned to look at her.

But the servant girl beside her shouted at her: "Bold! It's just a little Zhaoyi, it's just that I didn't care about my mother just now, but now I dare to shout at my mother!"

In this palace, the maidservants and masters are always the most vicious, most of them are smiling.

The woman raised her hand, signaled the servant girl to keep silent, curled her lips, looked at her and asked with a smile, "Are you looking for me?"

Wei Ying stared at her quietly, but did not speak.

After a while, the woman said: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first." After speaking, she left with a group of palace people.

No, there must be something wrong.Wei Ying frowned, thinking.Just now, when she approached, the feeling was very strong, but suddenly, it didn't feel like it anymore.Why?
sound!

Knowing that she and the pedestrians had left, Wei Ying suddenly realized this time, what she heard that day was not such a voice.Her hearing was more sensitive than usual due to being blindfolded.

Concubine Xuan Zuo Rongxuan?
After going back, Wei Ying asked the little eunuch to investigate according to the description, and the result was within a stick of incense.

A completely unfamiliar name, she didn't know anyone in the palace at all, mainly because there were too many concubines like Zhaojun, she couldn't remember it at all.

"The person I arranged for you is among the best girls in this Wu Guo draft."

Early the next morning, when Wei Ying was eating steamed buns, she suddenly ate a note, only this short sentence.

Anyway, tell her who it is.What if it gets wiped out?How could he be sure that Zhaojun would accept that person as his concubine?
"Sun Jie, the second daughter of Sun Shangpei, Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice, is gentle and virtuous, with a beautiful appearance." Eunuch Li unfolded a picture album, and introduced it respectfully in front of Zhaojun.

"En." Zhaojun glanced lightly, and hummed.

Already, dignitaries and dignitaries have successively sent portraits of draftees from their families to the palace. This first round of primary selection is all based on eye contact.Zhaojun only decides based on the portrait, at least the one who passed this round is the court lady.It is easier for official ladies to enter the palace than ordinary women.If you gave Li Gonggong money and asked him to say a few more good words, the probability of being selected would be higher.

This time of year is the busiest time for calligraphy and painting shops in Wangcheng. The portraits for the draft must be drawn by the painters in the palace, and the names of the painters must be left on each picture. If there is too much difference between the person and the portrait, you can The crime of deceiving the king by the painter.

Because the people drawn by the painters in the palace are too ugly, many people will bring their own albums to the painters outside the palace to polish them carefully. For example, make the eyes bigger, remove the moles on the face, and add a little more on the head Hairpins and other things should be changed according to their needs.The most exaggerated, a woman whose eyes are not as wide as others' double eyelids asked for a pair of water-cut double pupils.The forced painter repainted a pair of eyes for him.

Wei Ying was extremely upset to see the picture scrolls piled up like a hill on Zhaojun's desk. I heard that those were all those who passed.

It seemed that there were so many girls about to be spoiled by him.Wei Ying secretly sighed.

In the past two days, Zhaojun has been "scattered flowers gradually becoming charming eyes." 'With a newcomer, I don't want to care about her. I don't want to reconcile with her at all. The eyes I look at her are neither salty nor cold. If she doesn't talk to him, he will never speak.

"What if I burn those portraits?" Wei Ying asked suddenly.

Zhaojun was slightly taken aback, raised his head and glanced at her, and returned to his former fierceness and laziness: "What? Are you impatient?"

"Will you kill me?"

"meeting."

Wei Ying was full of disappointment, "In order to destroy the portraits, you want to kill me?"

"This king said that anyone who dares to challenge this king's authority will die. No one is an exception." Zhaojun said coldly.

Wei Ying felt a sudden chill in her heart.

After a while, she picked up a picture scroll directly, with a blank expression on her face, and put it on the candlelight without hesitation...

(End of this chapter)