Crown Princess, you have been dug up again

Chapter 138 The portrait is wrinkled

Feng Tianche wrote in the letter that this portrait was drawn by Su Man, and Susan also said that Su Man missed her, the corners of Ye Tianhan's mouth curled up inexplicably.

The Ye Fu on the side was stunned. Just now, His Highness was still furious before the storm, but after reading the letter, the rain turned and the sky cleared, and a rainbow appeared. This is too abnormal.

Ye Fu glanced at the letter instinctively, wanting to see something, Ye Tianhan had already walked into the room with the letter.

Together with the gloomy mood before, Ye Tianhan was swept away, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened when he looked at the portrait.

It turned out that the girl was thinking about herself.

It turned out that she had her own in her heart.

They have only known each other for more than a day, and she can draw such a similar portrait of herself, Ye Tianhan is in a great mood.

Although this portrait is incomparable with the painters in Kyoto, it represents Suman's feelings for him.

But when he saw the big black mole at the corner of his mouth on the portrait, Ye Tianhan's face suddenly turned cold.

You don't need to think about it, it must be the "masterpiece" of Feng Tianche.

Feng Tianche is really a rat shit, one stroke ruined the beauty of the whole painting, damn it.

Ye Tianhan's eyes were cold and annoyed, he directly picked up the dagger and scratched out the big mole, but that place turned into a hole.

"Damn it." Ye Tianhan cursed, looking at the hole in the corner of his mouth on his profile picture, he was really bored.

The next time he sees Feng Tianche, he will definitely break his dog's paw.

In the end, Ye Tianhan took the paper next to him, cut a small piece and pasted it on the hole.

Although it is not good-looking, it is much more beautiful than that big mole.

After Ye Tianhan finished all this, he felt childish. When he thought of Suman's big bright eyes, like a spring overflowing with water, Ye Tianhan stopped thinking about it.

However, when his gaze landed on the paper next to him, his face turned cold in vain.

He was only looking at the portrait just now, but now he noticed that there were wrinkles on the paper.

It's so wrinkled, it doesn't look like it's folded, it's more like being balled up.

"Could it be that girl did it?" Ye Tianhan frowned.

It shouldn't be, since she has painted herself, she definitely won't be in a ball, so the only one who can do tricks is Feng Tianche.

Ye Tianhan's face turned cold, and he was about to write a letter.

"Your Highness, there's news over there." Butler Zhou came in to report.

Ye Tian looked over coldly: "What's the matter?"

"Oh, Your Highness, this old slave finally found you. Fortunately, you are at home. Your Highness, please save this old slave." Outside the door, Eunuch Su knelt on the ground with a plop, with a miserable expression on his face.

Ye Tianhan looked at Eunuch Su quietly on the ground, the cold handsome man didn't waver at all.

"Eunuch Su, get up first." Steward Zhou whispered beside him.

"If His Highness doesn't save the old slave, the old slave will lose his head when he goes back. It's better to just kneel and die at His Highness's place." Eunuch Su called it a miserable sell.

Steward Zhou didn't have much to say, so he stood aside and watched Su Gong's performance quietly.

This old playwright, every time he came to see His Highness, he made such a show, and Steward Zhou was no stranger to it.

Eunuch Su was miserable for a long time, seeing Ye Tianhan looking at him so coldly, he didn't tell him to get up, and he didn't make him a cup of tea, it was very embarrassing.

"Is this the end?" Ye Tianhan asked with raised eyebrows.

"Ah?" Eunuch Su didn't react.

"Eunuch Su does this trick every time he comes here, can you change it to something new?"

(End of this chapter)