Princess, the lord has come to beg for marriage again!

Chapter 952 Who dares to laugh, die with a stick.

Chapter 952 Who dares to laugh, die with a stick.

Dugu Xuejiao was thinking about Xie Kun and Yunshang, so she went to find Jun Qingchen next door that night.

But because of Shen Huaili's assassination, he was afraid that the matter would be exposed and someone would catch him. Jun Qingchen has been busy these few days, and when she went, he hadn't returned home.

Dugu Xuejiao sat at the table and waited, she was really bored, so she randomly searched for some books to read, and prepared to pass the time.

Standing in front of Jun Qingchen's huge bookshelf, she glanced over, and finally settled on the topmost thing wrapped in brocade silk.

What kind of book is so important that it has to be wrapped in silk?
Dugu Xuejiao looked up, her head was full of question marks, she was so curious that she couldn't help but take it off, slipped back to the table, and opened it quietly like a thief.

The silk was wrapped one after another, and when she finally saw the cover of the book, her eyes widened.

This familiar book title, this familiar font, this familiar signature, rushed to my face in an instant.

Dugu Xuejiao stretched out her hand to touch the big characters "Biography of the Heroines of the Great Xia Dynasty" on the cover, a little dumbfounded.

This book was written by Jia Li, and it is also the best-selling book of words in Liangjing City, but I didn't expect Jun Qingchen to collect one too.

Is he using his position to benefit himself?

Did Jun Qingchen secretly buy it by himself?Or did Jia Li give it to him in order to curry favor with the boss?
A scene suddenly unfolded in Dugu Xuejiao's mind, Jun Qingchen wrapped himself tightly like a rice dumpling, waited at the entrance of the academy, and waited for the first time the door opened to rush in, threw the golden leaf on the table, and took away the first One.

Thinking of this festive scene, I couldn't help laughing until my stomach hurts.

My man is really boring.

Dugu Xuejiao couldn't help opening the book, and when she saw the densely packed captions on the side, her eyes widened again.

On the first page of the opening article, Jia Li described the appearance and character of the Great Xia Dynasty Goddess of War with rich pen and ink, and it took half a page eloquently.

In the first paragraph of the appearance description, there are a few small words on the right side.

What is written is all fiction, and the description is less than one ten-thousandth of Qingqing himself.

The handwriting is quite strong, with obvious sharp edges and silver hooks painted on iron.

It can be seen that when the person who wrote the caption wrote these words, he disliked Jia Li's description very much, and he also had a little pride that only he knew how beautiful the people in the book were.

Dugu Xuejiao stroked those words with her fingertips, and couldn't help but sketch Jun Qingchen in her mind when she was seriously writing the inscription, the corners of her lips curled up at some point, and she looked at it with relish.

In the second paragraph of the first page of the book, Jia Li exhausted all the contacts of Xiaoyingwei, and asked a few brothers about Dugu Xuejiao's news about Dugu Xuejiao in the Northwest battlefield. Iron Man.

Unsurprisingly, there are additional captions next to it.

I only see the character of General Qingqing, but I don't see the virtuousness and tenderness of Qingqing's woman. She can see the leopard in her tube, but she is just showing off Wenzel.

Dugu Xuejiao blushed when she looked at these few lines, especially the words Xianshu Jiaorou.

Can't help but mutter in my heart, isn't it a bit exaggerated?
But in Jun Qingchen's eyes, she is not only the domineering Dugu Xuejiao now, but also the gentle and soft Shen Qingyi before, so it's not an exaggeration.

In this way, page by page, no surprise, there are various comments next to each description.

Words are like falling stones, paintings are like Xia Yun, hooks are like gold, and spears are like crossbows.

Not to mention the content, just reading Jun Qingchen's good handwriting is also a kind of enjoyment.

Dugu Xuejiao seemed to have found unparalleled happiness, she watched with relish, and was very focused, even more focused than she was studying the symbols.

Turning it over like this, savoring every word written by Jun Qingchen carefully, it’s like reading a flattering self-boasting book, using extravagant words, boasting about the sky and the earth, without concealing the author’s admiration .

Dugu Xuejiao flipped through the pages, feeling a little doubtful whether the person Jun Qingchen wrote about was herself, and whether she was really that good in his heart.

Just turning to the middle position, she suddenly saw the painting, which Shen Yansui had highlighted for her back then.

The Goddess of War sits on the fast-moving Zhaoye Jade Lion, bowing her bow and nodding her arrows, displaying an incomparably heroic spirit.

In order to make the story book popular, Jia Li drew this picture himself.

When Dugu Xuejiao saw it for the first time, she still felt a little disgusted. She always felt that it was not her at all. Although the face was a bit similar, the eyes were not hers at all.

It seems that the skin has been drawn, but the character has not been drawn. I always feel that something is missing.

Dugu Xuejiao looked at Jun Qingchen's inscription next to her again, the six characters were so powerful that they penetrated the back of the paper.

Tangible, without rhyme, clumsy.

Well, it seems that Jun Qingchen agrees with her.

She just turned over this page and found a folded piece of rice paper inside, couldn't help picking it up and unfolding it.

Dugu Xuejiao's heart trembled, her eyes widened again, she was stunned by the painting in front of her.

Jun Qingchen Xu was very dissatisfied with Jia Li's painting, so he drew one himself, with his name Hongqi written on the upper left corner and stamped on it.

Dugu Xuejiao gently caressed "Hongqi" with her fingertips, yes, Jun Qingchen, whose name is Hongqi, but not many people know about it.

Jun Qingchen's painting is not a picture of riding and shooting, but a scene of her fighting against Baili Qingqiao's puppetry.

Dugu Xuejiao looked at herself in the painting, her heart felt hot, and the tip of her nose felt sour. If she hadn't been staring at herself all the time, how could she see so clearly, even her eyes.

At that time, Jun Qingchen was pretending to be Lou Siye, and wearing a human skin mask, squeezed among the crowd, all eyes were on her.

"Qingqing?"

Dugu Xuejiao was sitting at the table, looking at the paintings on the rice paper in a daze, when a familiar voice came from the door, it was hoarse and low, like the warm wind at night.

Like a child caught cheating by her master, she wiped the corners of her eyes frantically, folded the rice paper very quickly, and stuffed it back between the pages of the book. Before she could close the book, she was hugged.

When Jun Qingchen saw her, he was like a cat smelling fishy rice. He quickly walked over and hugged her from behind.

"Qingqing, it's great that you're here."

After running around for a day, working hard, returning to the house, pushing open the door, and seeing my sweetheart sitting at the table waiting for me, that kind of warm feeling is really nostalgic.

Jun Qingchen rubbed against her neck a few times, took a few deep breaths of her unique fragrance, and felt that the fatigue all over her body disappeared.

"Qingqing, what are you doing?"

Dugu Xuejiao originally wanted to destroy the corpse and hide the book first, but she was caught in the face, so she simply opened it openly, pointing to the caption on one of the pages.

"Brother Qingchen, did you write this?"

Jun Qingchen was only focused on stealing fragrance, before he had time to scan the table, he thought she was just looking for a book to pass the time.

At this moment, when she asked her this question, she raised her head to look at her fingertips, the familiar font, the familiar caption, suddenly blushed, and coughed violently.

Now the person caught by the master has become him.

"This, um, this, Qingqing, listen to me, it's not actually..."

I'm still working hard to organize the following words, and I don't know how to say them.

The prince suddenly felt that it was a bit difficult to say. What he did was like hiding a little wife's red bellyband. It was too embarrassing.

Dugu Xuejiao turned her head and looked at him with interest like a boss, her glazed eyes seemed to be able to speak.

You speak slowly, I listen quietly.

If I caught you right, it depends on how you make it up.

Jun Qingchen's heart is turning a thousand times, Qingqing doesn't think I'm wretched, does she?Be sure to explain well.

"Qingqing, when you came back from Shangluo City, you went back to Qiyang City, and I went back to Liangjing, so it's been a long time since I haven't seen anyone.

It just so happened that this book was very popular in the market, so I bought it back, thinking that I could see things and think about others, so as to relieve the pain of lovesickness. "

Is this how to see things and think about people?That's not mine.

Dugu Xuejiao put her hands around his neck, raised her head and kissed him on the lips, her eyebrows and eyes curved.

"Brother Qingchen, everyone says that the regent has a lot of things to do every day, and he is so busy that he doesn't touch the ground, but you still have leisure time. You read the pages and wrote down the captions. I'll kill you laughing."

If Jun Qingchen's father knew that the coffin boards might not be able to hold him down, he would definitely be enraged by him and come and beat him up personally.

Jun Qingchen didn't take it seriously, and he was also strong when he was unreasonable.

"I'm doing this to marry the princess. Is there something wrong? Anyone who dares to laugh when I do things will be killed with a cane. Anyone who dares to steal my things will be whipped to death."

These words are full of domineering, it is Jun three years old.

Dugu Xuejiao couldn't help giggling, and thought of him sitting at the table every night, reading and writing captions at night, so moved.

She held Jun Qingchen's slightly flushed handsome face, kissed on the eyes, and pressed the tip of her nose against each other, smelling each other's breath.

"Brother Qingchen, you are awesome, and the captions are well written. I even want to keep this book for myself. You have added a lot of value to this book. It is hard to find."

Jun Qingchen thought that she would despise him for being wretched, but he didn't expect that he would be praised after a turnaround!

"If Qingqing likes it, I'll buy another copy and re-write the title. The state of mind at this time is different from that at that time, maybe it's fresher."

Dugu Xuejiao thought about it, and shook her head when she felt that it was not feasible.

"This storybook is very popular, and the quantity is limited. It has been sold out long ago. Where can I buy it again?"

Jun Qingchen snorted nonchalantly, taking it for granted.

"It's okay, let Jia Li write another book."

Jia Li, who is humbled into the dust: ...

Master, don't bring such tricks to your subordinates.

Dugu Xuejiao couldn't help laughing out loud, and decided not to torment Jia Li, so as to save him from stabbing a villain behind his back.

"Forget it, it's said to be unique, if I want to see it, I'll come to you."

Jun Qingchen held her waist with one hand, leaned forward, stretched out the other hand to the table, and closed the notebook.

"No, if Qingqing wants to, I can dictate it to you."

Dugu Xuejiao: ...

The prince is jealous again. Last time it was the seafood from my uncle and grandma. This time I didn’t even let the book go. Do you want to be so mad?
As for Jun Qingchen opening the vinegar vat as usual, she was used to it, and she didn't bother to say anything, as long as he was happy.

Dugu Xuejiao became more serious when she remembered the business here.

"Brother Qingchen, what is Xie Kun's identity? He doesn't really like Yunshang, does he? Although I haven't had much contact with him, I always feel that he is not that kind of person. After all, he can't see it in his eyes at all." So affectionate, it feels like a wooden stake without emotion."

(End of this chapter)