C5

Yan Yuqing casually drew a map of the bracelet on the table. After calming her mind, Xiao Yan quietly watched her draw. Outside the window, the Begonia was swaying in the wind, creating a beautiful scene.

"Second Brother!" A twelve-thirteen year old girl walked in, followed by a girl who wore a blue dress with willow leaves and tiny flowers. She looked dignified and beautiful.

Yan Yuqing thought that she looked very familiar. She looked very much like a person, but she could not recall who she looked like.

Xiao Yan sat at the side of the table and looked up at the two of them. He did not get up and only smiled politely, "Princess Yue has arrived. Come in and have a seat."

Only now did Yan Yuqing realize that the girl looked very similar to Xuanyuan Jue. Even her expression was the same as Xuanyuan Jue's, arrogant and disdainful.

"This must be your future sister-in-law." The young girl giggled as she spoke to Young Master Yue, who was standing behind her.

"You know me?" To be able to recognize her for the first time, Yan Yuqing was somewhat astonished.

The young lady did not mind Yan Yuqing's question and took out the painting on the shelf. She unfurled it and said, "You are exactly the same as the person on this painting."

Seeing that he couldn't stop her in time, Xiao Yan asked with a gloomy face, "Xiao Bi Luo, where are your rules?"

Yan Yuqing stepped forward to take a look. The person in the painting was wearing a golden collar. It was the opal golden collar she had seen earlier. It was tied up in a mischievous bun, playing with Cai Die.

It did look like her, but it was much younger.

Seeing Yan Yuqing's somewhat dazed expression, Xiao Biluo could not help but feel proud of himself. She opened a few of them one after another, and they were all her portraits. Some were sitting, some were standing, and some had different behaviors and expressions. The jewelry worn in each painting was also different, as if they were all the more popular styles of the Liu Family Golden House.

As Yan Yuqing looked at each of them, the drawing skills of Xiao Yan slowly became more mature and exquisite.

It was obvious what the result would be after a long period of practice.

These paintings clearly depicted the changes in her growth over the past few years. At a glance, one could tell that these paintings were carved from her heart.

"It's really good." Yan Yuqing praised sincerely.

He knew that the other party's painting skills were incredible, but he didn't expect him to be so incredible.

After Xiao Yan received Yan Yuqing's praise, an unnatural blush flashed across his face.

"Thank you, Princess, for your praise."

"Hehe, praise me. I know how to."

Yan Yuqing picked up the painting and the hairpin she had prepared and prepared to leave with a satisfied expression on her face.

Xuanyuan Jue was sitting in the hall, indifferently listening to Shopkeeper Jin's introduction of the new jewellery. Seeing Yan Yuqing coming out of the back hall, he was a little surprised.

He waved for Yan Yuqing to come over, pointed at the jewelry and softly said, "The Queen's Birthday is coming in a few days, what do you think I should gift her? Is it this White Jade Peony Bracelet or that New Silk Golden Steps? "

"Whatever it is, it's your kind intentions. I'm sure the empress will like it." Yan Yuqing answered perfunctorily as she considered whether she should get the old master of the Treasure Pavilion to dress her up or beg his aunt to get the master of the palace to do so.

He was in no mood to respond to Xuanyuan Jue's words and turned around to leave.

Xiao Bi Luo's sweet voice came from behind him: "Princess, brother said that if you don't know who is suitable to frame your portrait, you can find Master Rosella in the palace to do so. "Since big brother knows him, there's no harm in going directly to him."

"Is this the wonderful calligraphy piece, Rosella?" Yan Yuqing exclaimed.

Xiao Biluo smiled when he heard this. "It's him."

His calligraphy and paintings were extremely rare among the famous people in the capital. They were proud and aloof, and very few people would be able to touch him.

If the Queen didn't say anything and Yan Yuqing wasn't confident in being able to get him to help, how did Xiao Yan do it?

Yan Yuqing asked curiously, "How did your brother manage to move him?"

Xiao Bi Luo blinked his eyes and said, "If you are proud of this disciple's painting, please set it up for Master. How difficult would that be?"

Rosella's disciple? As for Yan Yuqing, she would go and ask Luo Qing about it. Back then, when she wanted to learn painting, even the empress had begged for help. What did he say then? He didn't like taking in disciples.

Just thinking about it, Yan Yuqing felt her chest clogging up.

"My paintings." Yan Yuqing cried out in alarm when she felt that her hands were empty.

Xuanyuan Jue snatched the painting from her hands and opened it in curiosity. A young girl's butterfly picture entered his eyes.

The girl looked very similar to Yan Yuqing, except that she was slightly younger. There was a sweet smile on her chubby face.

Above that was Xiao Yan's signature.

The time, was actually five or six years ago.

He slowly closed the painting without batting an eyelid and held it in his hand with no intention of returning it to Yan Yuqing.

Yan Yuqing was still a little annoyed by Xiao Yan's unfriendly act of seizing the painting.

She said with dissatisfaction, "Return it to me."

Seeing that Xuanyuan Jue did not make a move, Yan Yuqing walked forward in an attempt to take him back. Unexpectedly, Xuanyuan Jue raised his hand a step earlier and said, "I'll hang you at my place. You'll marry her sooner or later anyway."

These words were so shameless that Yan Yuqing's face immediately turned red. She had originally wanted to ignore this matter, but now Xuanyuan Jue had said it out loud. Without even thinking about it, she said, "Who wants to marry you?"

After he finished speaking, he ran out like a wisp of smoke.

This left behind an ugly expression on Xuanyuan Jue's face.

There were so many girls in the capital who admired him. Was she that disdainful?

Was there someone he liked?

Xuanyuan Jue looked at the painting in his hand and looked at the inner hall as he tightened his grip on the painting.

Ever since she had met Xuanyuan Jue that day, Yan Yuqing had been listless all day.

In the few days after her return, Yun Yan knew that she was troubled by the matter of the engagement, so she stayed in the study without saying anything else. He only told Jiang Wanxing to prepare some of her favorite pastries and books.

The days passed one by one, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the Queen's Birthday arrived.

Yan Yuqing had followed her mother, Lady Cui, to Cheng Xiang Palace to chat with the Empress. The betrothed and first-in-command also came one after another to congratulate Yan Yuqing.

Cheng Xiang Palace was getting more and more lively.

Taking advantage of everyone's lack of attention, Yan Yuqing went to the Chen Xiang Hall's steward, Li Tan, and whispered, "Why haven't you seen the crown prince yet?"

Li Tan was about to reply when a delicate and pretty servant girl came in quickly. When she saw Li Tan, she knelt down and said, "Li mama, the Crown Prince has a rash attack."