Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 414

Seeing that Chang Feng didn't make a sound, Feng Qingqian threw the book at him, Chang Feng was helpless, "This subordinate is not a roundworm in His Highness's stomach, I really don't know."

Feng Qing glanced at him coldly, and said, "Find two good qinggong and good painting skills, and quietly hide in General Ming's mansion, and draw reports on His Highness's every move every day. Warn them not to look at it or not to draw it." Don't look at them, otherwise I will gouge out their eyes, and if the painting is not vivid, I will use up their hands!"

When Chang Feng heard about this errand, he staggered in fright and almost fell down.Is this still a human job?

"Aren't you going to do it?" Feng Qingqian urged, and Chang Feng let out an oh and disappeared.I was thinking about Feng Qingqian's request all the way, and muttered, "Is Your Majesty crazy or insane? I have to draw every move, wouldn't I be exhausted to draw my brother?"

It suddenly occurred to my mind that there is no killing without buying and selling.His Majesty will not waste their hands, and they will have to pay for the painting for a month.

After half a day, Feng Qingqian looked up countless times, but he didn't see Chang Feng's figure, so he asked Chang Sheng, "Why didn't you send the painting back?"

At this moment, Chang Sheng also believed what Chang Feng said, His Majesty was indeed sick, suffering from lovesickness!

"Your Majesty, they only went for half a day!"

"Oh!"

After a while, Feng Qing said shallowly, "Let them send it back in half a day."

Changsheng couldn't listen anymore. Is this the unworldly and unloving Majesty they knew?
This whole boy who fell in love!

"Your Majesty, send it twice a day. I'm afraid it's too late to paint, and the goal is big, so it's easy to be discovered." Changsheng had to risk his life to remonstrate with him for the sake of brotherhood.

And if there is one, there will be two, and if there is two, there will be three.In case His Majesty finds it unsatisfactory to read twice a day, how about sending it three times a day.

For the sake of the future, Changsheng had to risk his life to kill His Majesty's idea in the cradle.

Feng Qingqian said, "Go down."

In General Ming's mansion, Mingyou threw out all the women's virtues and rings sent by the palace, as well as all the poetry and etiquette.

The little eunuch was kicked out before he could speak.Immediately afterwards there were books all over the floor, if he hadn't dodged fluently, he would have been smashed and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Mingyou stood at the door, throwing the last book out, the little eunuch raised his head, and it just hit his face.

"Your Highness!"

Mingyou pointed to the right side, "Go back with these broken books."

The little eunuch wanted to say a few more words, but then the vermilion door closed with a bang, without the slightest affection.The little eunuch was helpless, but the woman was really cruel.

Especially a woman like His Highness who is full of bad things and holds grudges.As long as the little eunuch thought of going back and seeing Feng Qingqian's cold face, he would shiver and feel very cold.He glanced at the bright sun and it was cloudless, but he still couldn't help shivering.

Mingyou went back and looked at Feng Qingqian's letter. On the whole page, there was only one sentence written in a flying style, did you miss me?

Minghu rolled his eyes silently, and the guard hiding in the yard was a little anxious, "Why did His Highness go into the room and close the door, how can you draw this?
"Why don't we steal the roof and take a look?"

Another man in black pushed him, "Is your brain full of water? It's been a long time, what should you do if you are discovered by the people of the Ming Dynasty? Or what if your highness changes clothes inside? Go back and your majesty can't poke it." Blind our eyes?"

(End of this chapter)