Her Heartless Evil Man

I was surprised. I sat beside him and was despised by him.

The ninth lady hurriedly welcomed him. "Big sweat, Yun Qi'er came to the palace to paint."

Turdan seemed stunned, suddenly unaware of his rudeness, and said in a loud voice, "emperor, please give me a reward."

I didn't expect such a fast variable. I panicked and blurted out: "Your Majesty, the little woman is not in good health. She has been sick and plagued since childhood. She really doesn't deserve the sweat. I'm afraid my bad luck will bring disaster to the sweat."

I am the daughter of the Prime Minister of the great Zhou Dynasty. Although I was not born in the main room, although I am ranked 17th, I am also behind a famous family. How can I be rude to a girl's family.

Before I looked up, I heard the emperor's voice: "big Khan, I am very happy to see you today. I have prepared a banquet in the side hall. Please enjoy the banquet with you."

The Emperor didn't listen to the Khan's words or answer my words. That's his cleverness.

Stay away from the edge. Maybe after three rounds of wine, everything will be gone.

I thanked him in my heart. I prayed to myself that the sweat was just a moment's mouth.

However, I was wrong.

Just after the emperor and the queen got up and went to the side hall, turdan suddenly got up and came near me. Just before I reacted, his big palm had warmly held my hand.

Flustered, I struggled, but I couldn't shake off. I wanted to cry, but I was forced by the majesty of the imperial palace. It was silent. As soon as I called, I would attract many glances. Don't I think there are not many people to see?

He pulled me away with joy on his face, as if I were an angel, allowing him to reproduce his tenderness.

After entering the side hall and waiting for the emperor and queen to sit down, turdan forced me to sit at the table in the corner.

Sitting down, he seemed reluctant to finally let go of my hand.

Impulsive, I want to run.

But I was in a trance when I saw Mrs. nine.

She looked at me with a smile, as if she was very happy with my experience, "Yun Qi'er, just sit there, sweat, he doesn't mean any harm."

What is this? Isn't it malicious? Is that what she expected?

Mrs. nine spoke. I can't be impulsive in front of so many people. Otherwise, I'll lose my father's face.

The banquet is open. Plates of delicious food are served, but I have no appetite. There is a tiger around me. How can I eat?

I just hope to draw a picture for the queen and fly out of the palace. From then on, it's best not to see him again.

Turdan doesn't know how interesting it is. He gives me food and wine from time to time. If I don't drink it, he drinks it for me, and then pour it again. His demeanor reminds me of the word "heroic spirit". However, anyone who is heroic must be generous. He is like a child. He won't let go when he catches me. I don't like it.

After eating for a while, the banquet was quiet. There were the emperor and the queen. We didn't dare to make too much noise and have too much fun.

The queen also stopped eating and sat quietly.

The ninth lady waved to me, a little annoyed, but had to nod her head in response.

"Yun Qi'er, go and paint for the queen."

"Is it here?" I was a little surprised. Painting should be done slowly. Was it done in one meal? Besides, the banquet was about to withdraw.

"Yes. With your speed and painting skills, you'll be fine for a while. Draw quickly, and the queen is tired."

I had to get up according to my words, go to the square table just prepared by one side, spread paper and grind ink. I love to smell the smell of ink, but I don't know if it will disturb others' appetite.