The Regent Does Not Give Up

Lan Yu'er was stunned for a few seconds, then she looked at nanny who was walking over. She became happy and raised her eyebrows at Yun Ruoleng. She spoke the words of the Regent.

"You, what are you all doing?" Lan Yu'er's smile had yet to be retracted in a hurry, her entire body had already been held by two strong and powerful nanny s with both hands.

"Pah!"

Ah!" Lan Yu'er didn't even have time to react before a slap landed on her round face. The originally cute bun face instantly swelled up and became a real bun.

Yun Ruoleng lowered his head, his entire body shivering as though he was frightened by the scene before him.

"Pa Pa, Pa Pa Pa …"

The slap continued for twenty times, but Jun Qingshang finally called out for her to stop. After that, her entire body released a cold air, and announced as if she was the ruler of the world: "Lan Yu'er has openly insulted the daughter of the second stage Great Master Shu at a banquet. This king has seen that you were secretly harmed the first time you participated in a banquet, so I am punishing you by locking you up in Minister’s Mansion for half a month. "

"Thank you, Prince!"

"Thank you …" "Your Highness!" Lan Yu'er glared fiercely at Yun Ruoleng, and replied with unwillingness in her heart.

Jun Qingshang slightly narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Lan Yu'er, are you not convinced by this duke's decision?"

"I …"

"Your Highness has misunderstood. Although Third Sister has a small temper, she shouldn't be unconvinced by Your Highness' decision." Lan Rong, who had been sitting in his seat enjoying the wine, suddenly spoke up. "Yu'er, are you still not going to apologize to the prince?"

"Your subject's daughter doesn't …"

"I have an objection to your decision!" A child's voice came from the entrance of the palace.

Yun Ruoleng lowered his head and frowned. Did this voice sound a little familiar?

"Greetings, Your Majesty. Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!" The people who were watching the banquet stood up one after another and bowed.

"Rise." The corners of the child's mouth slanted towards the three people kneeling on the ground, his gaze suddenly stopped at Yun Ruoleng, "We have seen you before."

"Since the Emperor has seen me picking flowers, he naturally has." Yun Ruoleng suddenly thought of the child by the pond. From the very beginning, he thought that the child carried a noble aura and must have an extraordinary background. He never expected that the child would be the little Emperor.

"I already know that you were plotted against when you picked the flower. I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself …" The little emperor paused for a moment, then smiled at Jun Qingshang, "You said that you know how to draw?"

Yun Ruoleng nodded, he did not know what the child wanted.

"How about this, you draw a picture of yourself hugging a lotus and standing by the pond, if you can satisfy us, we will have royal uncle spare you."

The corner of Yun Ruoleng's mouth twitched, "Your majesty, Leng Er thinks that it's better to keep him in confinement."

"But This King feels that Your Majesty's idea is not bad." Jun Qingshang seemed to be giving a lot of face to the little Emperor, as he turned around and instructed, "An Ying, make someone prepare a good brush and ink. This king also wants to see Miss Yun's painting skills."

Yun Ruoleng's ten thousand mud horses ran about in his heart as he glared at Jun Qingshang. This man was definitely looking for trouble, or perhaps he knew about what happened just now, and was only doing it to suppress the Lan family.

Jun Qingshang's beautiful beautiful eyes lifted up slightly, as if to say: What can you do to this king?

Yun Ruoleng's lungs were about to burst, but he did not dare say a single word, and could only obediently kneel on the ground, acting as though he was in a difficult situation.

"Miss …" Peach Red felt that this matter was indeed a little difficult, but her Miss's drawing skills were so good that she definitely could do it. Tao Hong nodded at Yun Ruoleng resolutely.

Seeing her expression, Yun Ruoleng wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

It was very obvious that Jun Qingshang and the little emperor had purposely teamed up to scam her!

Everyone looked at Yun Ruoleng with sympathetic gazes. Yun Qingyao truly pitied her sister, but she knew that she couldn't beg for mercy at this time. She could only silently pray for Yun Ruoleng in her heart.

The little emperor was holding onto Yun Ruoleng's sleeves, he blinked at her: "Get up and stretch your limbs, you need to draw properly later on."

"…" Yun Ruoleng stole a glance at the little emperor. This brat was also a black-hearted ghost like Jun Qingshang.

Someone seemed to have completely forgotten that if not for Jun Qingshang's words just now, his own head would have moved long ago.

An Ying's movements were quick, and before long, all the things were prepared. "Miss Yun, after you!"

"…" Can't you go? Yun Ruoleng raised his head and looked at Jun Qingshang for help. Jun Qingshang seemed to have made up his mind and looked away.

Yun Ruoleng was so angry that her face turned red, she angrily walked to the table and started drawing on the xuan paper. Maybe it was because she was angry, but the brush strokes were so heavy that by the time she noticed one painting, they were almost done.

Yun Ruoleng turned and drew a little person beside him with the brush. He was short and short, with a smile on his face, he looked naive and cute.

"Alright." Yun Ruoleng withdrew his brush and bravely clapped his hands. He had completely forgotten that he should pretend to be pitiful.

The little emperor didn't even bother about Yun Ruoleng as he excitedly ran to Yun Ruoleng's side. "Yun Ruoleng! Is This Emperor that childish? Redraw! "

"…" Yun Ruoleng looked at the little boy beside him speechlessly. He was about eight or nine years old, but he looked completely innocent and cute. Yes, indeed.

Yun Ruoleng stretched out his hands to knead the painting into a ball before starting to draw again. He then smiled merrily at the picky little emperors, "This time, it's worth it, right?"

This time, the little emperor really didn't know what to say. He was completely shocked and said incoherently, "You, last time … And the previous Guanyin Seat Lotus Painting was written as a joke? "

Yun Ruoleng smiled but did not speak, he handed the painting over to the little emperor: "I promise."

"Of course!" The little emperor glared at Yun Ruoleng, as if she was angry at her for not trusting him.

"Yes." Yun Ruoleng nodded and turned back to the banquet.

The little emperor hugged the painting blankly for a few seconds before realizing that he was being ignored?

Her originally delicate face instantly darkened. She had wanted to find Yun Ruoleng to argue, but before she could even take a step forward, she heard a deep voice sound out behind her: "Your Majesty should return to his seat. The banquet is about to start, Your Highness is still waiting for your majesty."

The little emperor turned his head and looked at An Ying who was behind with eyes that could kill, holding the drawing tighter, he snorted coldly and walked towards the head of the seats.

An Ying rubbed his nose, he had been remembered by the Little Emperor as a hateful person! It seemed like it would be best to not enter the palace in the future.

"Today, I received a good painting. I reluctantly let everyone admire it." The little emperor paused for a moment before reverting back to his slovenly attitude, "This can be considered as a form of entertainment for the banquet."

"Thank you, your majesty." The little emperor was willing to take out the painting for everyone to see, which made everyone curious about what kind of painting it was.