Chi Yebai saw that Mo Lingyuan didn't even intend to let go of his own purple sand pot, and he was terrified, "Young commander, young lady doesn't want to see Mr. Gong, or she wouldn't let me be the middleman."
Chi Yebai felt that he must be blind to think that Mo Lingyuan didn't respond.
How could this kind of dragon and phoenix who grew up at the pinnacle of his life not see the value of his tea set?
If you are jealous, you will be jealous, why ruin his baby.
Mo Lingyuan raised his hand, and the other purple sand cup flew out and fell to the ground, torn apart.
Chi Yebai didn't dare to continue to play tricks, stretched out his round fan, and tapped the carved wooden screen behind him, "The portrait of the young marshal's wife is hanging there."
Mo Lingyuan turned around, and the moment his eyes were glued to the drawing paper, he froze in a daze.
The picture scroll is less than two meters long, and Chu Yunyao's slender body is vivid on the paper, with a sweet smile on her brows and eyes, which is lifelike.
The clothes and facial features decorated with powder and powder concealed a little youthfulness and added a little more charm.
Mo Lingyuan stared at the person in the portrait, feeling a little crazy for a moment.
He had never seen her in full makeup, and when he saw her now, he was shocked that the little lady he had always regarded as a little girl had grown up so much.
Chi Yebai approached Mo Lingyuan, and commented on the people on the scroll: "Young Madam is already so stunning at the age of fifteen or sixteen. In two years, her appearance will grow, and she must be like a celestial being. At Nanyan's age, she doesn't know how many men she will be charmed by.
The owner of this shop has never picked the wrong beauty with his eyes. "
Mo Lingyuan turned his eyes, squinted at him, snorted coldly, dropped the purple clay pot he was twisting in his hand, and said angrily: "My handsome young lady, when is it your turn to point fingers?"
As he said, he walked forward in two or three steps, carefully took off the scroll, rolled it into a tube, held it in his hand, and walked out.
Chi Yebai: "..."
Chi Yebai was in a hurry and couldn't save his beloved purple sand pot, and the picture of the beauty was taken away by Mo Lingyuan, and he jumped up anxiously: "Young commander, the owner of this shop has kindly given you a tip-off, just forget it if you don't appreciate it. How can you avenge your kindness?"
Mo Lingyuan stopped in his tracks: "I will pay you a set of white jade tea set tomorrow. As for this scroll, is it possible that you plan to keep it and give it to Gong Yao?"
Chi Yebai: "..."
Can't you stay by yourself?
Mo Lingyuan seemed to have read his mind: "Or, do you want to stay by yourself?"
Chi Yebai hastily denied it: "Even if I had ten thousand courages, I wouldn't dare to keep the portrait of Mrs. Marshal."
The ghost knows what kind of insane things Mo Lingyuan, a cold-faced and jealous king, would do.
He really had the guts of a bear, suffered so much at the hands of Mo Lingyuan, and didn't have a long memory, so he went to provoke others again and again.
Chi Yebai was unhappy, and he didn't want Mo Lingyuan to feel at ease: "Before the young marshal's wife left, she swore to me that she would rather marry cats and dogs in this life than go back to the young marshal's mansion with you again." .
I heard that the Young Marshal's Mansion will soon have a new Young Marshal's wife.
If Mr. Yun Che Yun knew that the young lady was determined to make peace with you, the young commander-in-chief, he wondered if he would take the young lady away like last time. "
After a few words, Mo Lingyuan successfully stopped in his tracks. He turned around and stared fixedly at Chi Yebai for a long time. His deep phoenix eyes showed a deep chill, and they were sharp and compelling, "She really Did you say that?"