C72

Chapter 72 - Settle Ye Han

rolled his eyes at him. "I want a normal painter."

"Sigh, let me finish. There's still the latter half of the sentence." Gu Qingmeng withdrew his fan, and leaned closer as he looked at Yun Qin. "In the entire capital, if her drawing skills are ranked second, no one would dare to claim that they're first."

Yun Qin's eyes lit up, and blinked: Then can I get her?

Gu Qingmeng spread out his hands and counted. Yun Qin slapped his hands away and smiled: "Talking about money hurts relationships. Since I'm your friend, then I'm Ye Han's friend."

"How boring." Gu Qingmeng clicked his tongue, turned his head and looked at the Purity Pavilion, then called out, "Yuan Bao."

Very quickly, Yuan Bao ran out from the Purity Pavilion, and looked at Gu Qingmeng: "Young Master, what orders do you have?"

"Go and invite Wuji to the feast at Prince Mansion. I want to ask her to draw a few paintings." Gu Qingmeng's tone was light and gentle, as if he was saying something extremely insignificant.

Yu Er and Qing Yao carried Xiao Hei and came out. When they just heard those words, Yu Er revealed a shocked expression, and asked in disbelief: "Is it Wuji? The painter of Yu's Workshop had no chance at all? I heard that her painting is hard to come by, let alone specially coming here to paint. "

Gu Qingmeng's image in her heart instantly grew majestic, and she said with an astonished tone, "I didn't think that Young Master Gu would actually be able to invite Wuji."

To Gu Qingmeng, this was actually nothing.

Yuan Bao replied softly, "This servant will do it right away."

Yun Qin and the other two sat on the carriage as Xiao Hei stirred restlessly in her embrace. Yu Er lowered her head and saw Xiao Hei wagging her tail at Gu Qingmeng. "No, do you?"

Gu Qingmeng paused for a moment as he waved his fan, revealing a look of disdain: "I don't."

"Woof —" Xiao Hei's eyes lit up, and he continuously barked at Gu Qingmeng.

Gu Qingmeng coughed, and explained under the dubious gaze of the three: "Perhaps it's because I've always loved little animals, so whenever it sees me, it barks."

The three of them nodded their heads suddenly. Yun Qin patted Xiao Hei's head and comforted him: "Good girl Xiao Hei, I'll let you eat when we get back."

"What?" Gu Qingmeng was flabbergasted, he could not believe his own ears, and asked again, "What's your name for this dog? Xiao Hei? "

"Yeah, cute." Yun Qin said with a smile.

"It's obviously white …" Even someone who pretended to not know Xiao Hei could not hold it in anymore, this was clearly a dog as white as snow, yet was called Xiao Hei. When he mentioned the word "Xiao Hei", he could only think of Charcoal.

He silently pitied Xiao Hei for a few seconds, before Gu Qingmeng said: "Cute, so cute."

"Woof, woof …" Xiao Hei obediently laid down and called out twice.

Once he arrived at Prince Mansion, Yun Qin set up a banquet in the Hearing Snow Pavilion to entertain Gu Qingmeng.

Wen Le leisurely walked over. He randomly picked a seat and sat down, and Qing Yao also followed along to sit down.

Wu Ji was brought to the Snow Listening Pavilion by Yuan Bao. When Yun Qin saw her, he enthusiastically invited her to sit down, but the other party merely replied indifferently and sat down next to Gu Qingmeng.

"It has been a long time since we last met." Gu Qingmeng teased.

Wenji glanced at him coldly, as if she was too lazy to respond.

Not long after, Ye Han arrived from the study room. Upon seeing Gu Qingmeng, he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a casual tone, "When did you return?"

Gu Qingmeng, "..." Are you blind!?

He moved his lips in dissatisfaction, and said, "Did you see me when you came out of Silk Cloth Pavilion in the afternoon? And I said hello to you! "

"Is that so?" Ye Han poured himself a cup of wine as he tried to recall his memories.

"Oh right, what are you doing here?" Ye Han looked at the person at the table and then glanced at an unfamiliar woman. He could not help but be curious.

Yun Qin interrupted: "Let me introduce her to you. This is our painter, Lady Wenji. I specially invited her to come here to draw."

In the end, Yun Qin didn't even look at him as she smiled and said to Gu Qingmeng: "I asked the painter to paint for me and Old Meng. After all, the reason why Silk Cloth Pavilion's business was booming was mostly thanks to Old Meng, so I invited him to be my spokesperson."

Although no one could understand what the spokesperson meant, they could guess what Yun Qin meant.

Ye Han's brow subconsciously frowned. "No."

"I think so." Yun Qin said, then looked at Gu Qingmeng, who timely nodded, "Yes, not bad."

"How can you draw on a piece of paper!" Ye Han was dissatisfied.

Yun Qin intentionally did not place any feelings in her heart, and asked back: "Isn't it just a piece of paper? Why not?"

Therefore, the atmosphere at the dining table was heavy, only Qing Yao did not take it to heart, as she wholeheartedly gnawed on the chicken leg. Suddenly, she turned her head and said to Wen Le: "I think of something, and need your help."

"What is it?" Wen Le placed the wine cup in front of him and raised his eyebrows as he looked at her.

"The aunt who provided us with the hairpin. Her wife has a cough and needs to be treated. Go take a look, her family is here …" Qing Yao tried her best to recall, but before she could finish, she was mercilessly interrupted by Wen Le, "Stop, stop. For such a small ailment, it's fine if you just invite the doctor on the street. There's no need for me to do anything."

"But the uncle's illness can't be cured after a long period of time, so aunt has no other choice." Qing Yao said.

Wen Le drank a mouthful of wine indifferently, "Not going."

"Are you going or not?" Qing Yao's eyes turned slightly cold. She scratched the back of her neck and sighed, he really owed this father and daughter a lot in her previous life, that's why she allowed the old man to adopt him.

"Go, go, go?" Wen Le's face revealed helplessness, but his tone of voice carried a faint trace of doting. After all, since young, he had followed her wishes and gotten used to it.

"That's more like it."

Yun Qin and Gu Qingmeng ignored Ye Han's dissatisfaction and prepared a Xuan paper and a brush for Wu Ji to draw. Gu Qingmeng reminded him, "You can just casually draw."

In less than a second, a painting was completed. Yun Qin looked at the vivid painting and could not help but exclaim: "Impressive."

In the painting, both she and Gu Qingmeng were smiling as they stood shoulder to shoulder and made a "Not bad, not bad, not bad, this is really not bad" gesture.

Yun Qin glanced at Ye Han from the corner of her eyes, and purposely raised her voice: "Aiya, this painting is really good, tomorrow I will have someone post it."

Ye Han walked over with big strides, and asked with a gloomy face: "Do you have any reputation points for me?"

Yun Qin snickered in her heart, coughed once, and flattered him, "Old Meng naturally doesn't have the prestige of a prince, but he doesn't want to."

"Just one." Ye Han let go of his words and added, "This king cannot let my woman stand together with other men, so how will the people of the capital discuss this king?"

Yun Qin reluctantly said: "Alright then." Then, he made a small gesture towards Gu Qingmeng, indicating for Wu Ji to start drawing.