Chapter 212

His eyes were as dark as ink. It seemed that countless dark tides were surging, and it was like an ancient well that could not see to the end, which could suck her in.

Yan Qiqi obviously felt her heartbeat was speeding up, and her ears were inexplicably red. She felt that she had nowhere to escape from being stared at by him. There was an invisible pressure around her, which poured over all the time, so that she could not retreat.

"I'm too lazy to care!" Leaving a few words, she hurried away, blushing like the gorgeous sunset in the sky.

This time, Yun Xian didn't ask her again. He stared at her leaving back for a long time, and slowly brought up a smile at the corners of his mouth.

Yan Qiqi hurried all the way and finally arrived at the studio mentioned by Yun Xian. In her mind, she always thought that the studio was very large, like a modern place that can accommodate dozens of people. Unexpectedly, after seeing it, she doubted whether she had gone to the wrong place.

This is an ordinary living room. There are neat tables, chairs, tea sets and big beds that can be seen at a glance. It is no different from ordinary rooms.

It was said to be the studio. Since she entered the door, she didn't see a picture, or even the commonly used watercolor. There was no smell of ink in the room. Yan Qiqi looked back at Yun Xian walking towards him, and his eyes were full of doubts.

"There's no wrong place. It's here. Wait a minute. He should be coming soon." Yunxian knew what she was going to say and said it straight away.

He said so. Yan Qiqi couldn't ask any more, but her blush didn't subside. She still wanted to keep a distance from Yun Xian and went to the window to pretend to enjoy the scenery outside.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." A clear voice pulled back Yan Qiqi's mind. She looked back and saw someone coming.

At a height of eight feet, you should keep your head down even when you enter the door to prevent your head from knocking against the door frame.

The man with big arms, round waist and tall stature has a long scar on his face from the right eyebrow to the left corner of his mouth. It looks terrible.

Hearing the voice, Yun Xian also turned and walked towards the man.

Yan Qiqi didn't notice before. Today, with a reference, he was surprised to find that Yun Xian was as tall as that man, but he was not as strong as that man.

"77, this is Mr. Bei Yu, a famous painter in the capital. Every year, Emperor Yan's picture album of selecting imperial concubines comes from this." Yunxian introduced her.

Yan Qiqi couldn't help sighing in his heart that people can't judge by appearance and the sea can't be measured. The self portraits of imperial concubine Gong came from this man. Such a rough man said he was a coolie at the wharf. She believed that holding a machete was easier than holding a brush, right? I can do such fine work.

Seeing Yan Qiqi staring at himself, Mr. Beiyu laughed, "sorry, I went out just now and almost forgot."

As soon as the voice fell, his right hand reached his left ear and gently pulled it, tearing off a human skin mask as thin as a silkworm wing.

Where is there any terrible scar face? Now in front of Yan Qiqi is a peerless beauty! Even the rough figure is set off by the face.

White and flawless face, sword eyebrows and stars. When looking at people, a pair of inky eyes are just like the falling stars in the Milky way. They are dazzling and unparalleled. They have a tall nose and small lips like cherries. If they are not set off by their height, they are believed to be beautiful!

Darling, if Beiyu is put in modern times, it can directly kill those cos! He is a real beautiful man!

Yan Qiqi suddenly felt that it seemed impolite to stare at others like this. She covered up and coughed a few times, "Mr. Beiyu is so... Handsome, why cover his face with such a terrible mask?"

She wanted to say "so beautiful", but when she said it, she grabbed it and changed it into Junlang.

I don't know what's going on. She always felt that when she said this sentence, Bei Yu looked at her eyes a little more.

"He thinks he's too beautiful, so if he dresses up casually and ugly, he can scare off many girls." Before Beiyu answered, Yun Xian spoke first.

i see.

This time Yan Qiqi believed that this was the second Lanling king. It was said that the Lanling king was also handsome. When he went to the battle to kill the enemy, he was seen by the enemy. As a result, rumors came out to disturb the morale of the army.

Since then, the king of Lanling always wore a mask of ferocity when he went to the battlefield. Over time, everyone thought he was ugly. Fortunately, he was brave and good at fighting, regained his prestige and saved a lot of trouble.

"Brother Yun flattered me. I feel inferior to you."

He glanced at Yan Qiqi lightly. "Unexpectedly, Princess Anhe can become friends with Brother Yun. He is really broad-minded." Beiyu was so sharp mouthed that he praised her and ran away from Yun Xian. His words were watertight.

What surprised Yan Qiqi was not that he spoke wisely, but that she had not reported her family just now. Bei Yu knew her identity like the back of his hand!

"Mr. Beiyu is really smart. Just call me Yan Qiqi. Princess, it's just a false name." Yan Qiqi's character is also careless. She likes Bei Yu very much. She thinks that this person is talented. She has eyes like a torch and can make friends.

Beiyu smiled, "the princess is very smart. I can recognize you, but I was lucky to see the princess's valiant wind color by chance."

"Have you seen me?" Yan Qiqi felt strange.

"At the last spring hunting party, the princess conquered the fierce horse by herself, and Ji Zhiguo dared to save the crown prince, which makes me admire very much!"

i see.

Yan Qiqi understood that as painters for the imperial court, especially at large gatherings such as the spring Hunting Fair, painters should be present to depict the valiant and heroic posture of the royal children.

She was there that day, so it's not surprising to see her.

"Mr. Beiyu flattered me. I can't talk about saving. Speaking of medical skills, I think you are better." Of course, this was not her compliment. In fact, Yan Qiqi was more surprised than surprised when she saw Bei Yu tear off the mask on her face.

At any rate, she is a master of Yi Rong. Before, because she wanted to go to Yaowang Valley, Yi Rong became a rough man on the road without authorization, but even so, her human skin mask is no better than Bei Yu. He is a master in both form and fit.