The evil concubine of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 407 I'm not worth it
"I'm not worth it!" Nian Yaoyue whispered.

"Silly, I have the final say on whether it's worth it or not! There are countries all over the world, and for thousands of years, there is only one year, and for you... I am willing."

Yinzhen hugged Nianshi tightly, and suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and he pursed his lips without changing his expression.

The night was cool, and Nian Yaoyue was worried that the fourth master's body would not be able to hold on, so she urged the fourth master to return to the palace.

Since then, Concubine Nian began to spoil the harem unscrupulously.

Whenever Lord Long Live turned over the green cards of other concubines, Yikun Palace would always make a noise.

The hypocritical Concubine Nian always coincidentally suffers from a headache, brain fever, backache and backache when the concubine is sleeping.

In the end, he used the excuse of palpitations, insomnia, and being haunted by evil spirits, so he packed up and moved into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The concubines in the harem complained to the empress one after another, with sad faces.

The instigator who was resented by the concubine was playing role-playing with Fourth Master in the Old Summer Palace right now.

Don't get me wrong, it's not the kind of picture that is not suitable for children. At this time, Nian Yaoyue is wearing an exaggerated European court dress.

With Jinyu's support, he slowly walked towards the fourth master in Taoist robes.

"Master! Where are the foreigner wigs and tuxedos that my concubine prepared for you?" Nian Yaoyue was dumbfounded.

He clearly agreed to draw some portraits of love and affection, but Fourth Master actually dressed like this.

"What kind of style is it!" Yinzhen pulled the little red hat on his head, but his eyes were fixed on Nian's collarbone that was exposed outside.

"That's right, look at you, you're dressed like a cow-nosed old man..." Before Nian Yaoyue finished speaking, she was interrupted by Fourth Master's cold voice.

"I said how decent you are dressed like this!!"

Reading the fourth machine, Su Peisheng has already brought a small waistcoat like a dog, and presented it in front of the Long Live Lord, keeping his head down the whole time, not daring to look at the imperial concubine or empress.

The beauty and ugliness of a noble concubine can only be appreciated by the Lord Long Live. For a slave who doesn't understand this truth, the grass on the grave is taller than him.

Yinzhen snatched it with his hands, and wrapped Nianshi tightly, only the head above the neck was exposed.

Nian Yaoyue pouted and followed behind Si Ye, watching the court painters draw Si Ye rigidly, like an old antique in human form.

Seeing how Si Ye was sitting upright and serious, Nian Yaoyue suddenly took a brush and left calligraphy on the finished paintings one by one.

Su Peisheng had long been trembling towards the noble concubine who was quietly inscribing.

His intuition told him that once the concubine who loves to make troubles quiets down, she must be acting like a demon.

Yinzhen had long noticed that Nianshi was too obedient and quiet, so he got up and walked slowly behind her.

When the painters saw the Lord Long Live coming, they were all aggrieved and almost cried.

Yinzhen glanced at the painted portrait and shook his head helplessly.Looks like it's going to be repainted again.

If these portraits are to be handed down to future generations, they must show the majesty and solemnity of the emperor.

After this set of "Yongzheng Xingyue Tu" is completed, it will be collected in the House of Internal Affairs for future generations to look up to.

In this set of music pictures, Yinzhen shows an image of being close to the people, incarnating various identities, either as ancient literati or mythical figures: such as a master playing the piano, an immortal riding a tree, Tao Yuanming picking chrysanthemums in the east fence, and fishing alone in the cold. Jiang's old fisherman and so on.

But now, he can only laugh and cry.

Su Peisheng burst out laughing, he bit his lip tightly, but still choked back tears.

The concubine is really bad.

The violinist Boya dressed up by Long Live Lord is originally a noble and refined person, but the strings in the painting are strung with many colorful vegetables, fruits, fish and shrimp, and the violinist has become a street skewer seller. that's it.

Looking at the farmer who is plowing and ridged, the painting has not been magically altered, but the few lines of petty characters on the side of the portrait made Su Peisheng finally couldn't help but let out a destructive laugh.

Jinyu scratched her head and whispered, "I'm like a fish in your fish pond. Steamed or braised in brown sauce is great. I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day without seeing you. You don't know how to drink." It's my footwashing water. What's all this? What? What?"

She, a reckless wielder with knives and guns, thinks this poem is very tacky.

Yinzhen supported his forehead, and asked Su Peisheng to quickly put away the portrait of Nian Shi who was too late to do something wrong.

"Su Peisheng, fetch that suit! And the curly bristle wig worn by foreigners."

Nian Yaoyue's eyes suddenly brightened, she put down the brush in her hand with a smile, and then untied the waistcoat wrapped around her shoulders.

She took fourth master's hand and came to the edge of a rocky rockery. When she turned around, she found that there were women all around.

Even Su Peisheng was gone, leaving only Jinyu and the old nanny who waited on her. Even under such a hasty time, even the painter turned into a woman.

No wonder the fourth master let her wear this shocking foreigner dress.

Nian Yaoyue's heart was sweet, she knew that Fourth Master acquiesced to her nonsense, and began to cooperate with her in a serious manner.

She giggled, and decided to transform the stereotyped and antique fourth master into Aixinjueluo Chao boy Yinzhen, leaving a set of fourth master's kind and lovely cosplay collection for future generations, so that future generations will have a different view of Yongzheng, the iron-blooded king.

So the painters in Yuanmingyuan were going crazy, no, they were already crazy, they were really afraid that they would be silenced after today.

Look at the favorite concubine of the Long Live Lord, who is yelling at the king of a country.

"No, no, this dark robe is old-fashioned and must be changed! The color of the clothes must be conspicuous, so that you can be the brightest star in the crowd. Come here, change into a festive magenta gown for Long Live Lord, and Replace the shoes with red ones, only red ones are festive!"

With a snapping sound, the paintbrush in Painter A's hand was abruptly broken, and she reached out to wipe the cold sweat off her forehead. She didn't want to, but her hands couldn't help shaking.

"Hey, lord, don't just sit there blankly, look at me, look at me quickly, imitate me, the twisted figure is so enchanting!"

Nian Yaoyue put on an exaggerated pose, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

The corners of Yinzhen's mouth twitched, and finally imitated Nianshi's movements tremblingly, but still arrogantly retained a trace of masculinity.

"Yes, yes, just smile, come and say to my concubine: I have money~"

Nian Yaoyue couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear with a smile, and fourth master was sitting upright all day long, she just wanted fourth master to relax.

Yinzhen: "...money!"

He raised the scissors hands like Nian Shi, and suddenly realized that the corners of his mouth could not help but raise slightly when talking about money.

Yinzhen secretly scolded himself for being worthless, he is the king of a country, he sits on the world, and when it comes to money, he would smile with a worthless smile.

But this feels surprisingly good, and I can't stop at all, so what's going on?

"Qian~qian~qian..." Yinzhen felt that he had been led astray by Nianshi, so he simply went willful for a while.

Nian Yaoyue watched the corners of Fourth Master's mouth curl up more and more, and finally started laughing loudly, and then smiled knowingly.

(End of this chapter)