Fighting with fire shadow

"I've kept you waiting for a long time~"

Not long after, Mrs. Mingzhu came over with pen, ink and silk, but what left Ximen Cheng speechless was that she also changed her clothes specially.

At this time, Mrs. Mingzhu was seen wearing a black tulle dress, and her proud figure was looming under the cover of tulle, which added a bit of mystery.

I have to admit that Mrs. Mingzhu is indeed a rare beauty. It is no wonder that she can dominate the harem. Even a charming beauty like Hu Meiren has to be suppressed by her.

Mrs. Mingzhu seemed to have no idea how attractive she was now. She walked to Ximen Cheng with her long legs and sat down next to her. She said with a smile: "I have long heard that Mr. Hou is a good poet. Why don't you invite Mr. Hou?" I wrote a poem for me so that I can copy it."

"What a monster that eats people without spitting out their bones!"

Ximen Cheng lightly sniffed the fragrance emanating from Madam Mingzhu, and secretly complained in his heart, but on the surface he said calmly: "Then please ask Madam to polish the ink for me, so that I can think about it carefully."

"Looking at the whole of Korea, apart from the king, only the Marquis dares to ask me to polish ink. If the poems written by the Marquis are not good, I will not obey." Mrs. Mingzhu gave Ximen Cheng a flirtatious look and took the He used an inkstone and graphite to grind the ink for him.

After Mrs. Mingzhu polished the ink, Ximen Cheng picked up the brush and wrote a poem on the white silk.

"Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, and one string and one column thinks about Huanian.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of a butterfly, and Wang Dichun cares for the cuckoo.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea, and the blue sky is warm and the jade smokes.

Can this feeling be turned into a memory?It was just at a loss. "

"Written... written so well..."

Although Mrs. Mingzhu had long heard about Ximen Chengwen's extraordinary talent, she never expected that his talent was so high and that he could produce such a masterpiece in such a short period of time.

The most important thing is that, looking at the poem in front of her, some memories of her lost youth emerged in Mrs. Mingzhu's mind.

Mrs. Mingzhu was once an innocent girl. Her favorite thing to do was to play the piano in the garden and admire flowers and butterflies.

It's a pity that there are many things that cannot be controlled by one's own control, many things have changed, and Mrs. Mingzhu is no longer the innocent girl she once was, but a trendy banshee with blood on her hands.

"Madam is overly praised..."

Just when Ximen Cheng was about to say a few humble words, he suddenly felt dizzy, and a double image appeared in front of his eyes. His face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he turned to look at the incense burner not far away: "There is something wrong with this incense... …”

"Master Marquis, this incense of loss of consciousness was prepared by me personally for you. It can make people lose consciousness within half an hour."

When Mrs. Mingzhu saw Ximen Cheng's eyes, she gradually became distracted. She pulled him by the collar and took him to the secret room of the side hall.

In the dark secret room, the wooden shelves in the corner of the wall were filled with bottles and jars containing various kinds of Gu insects.

"For the sake of you writing a good poem for me, I don't mind letting you experience the bliss of the world before turning you completely into a puppet..."

Mrs. Mingzhu caressed Ximen Cheng's handsome face, a dangerous light flashed in her beautiful eyes, pushed him to the side of the cave, and charged on horseback like a female knight.

But Mrs. Mingzhu didn't notice that when she was galloping, Ximen Cheng, who should have been unconscious, had clear eyes, and he didn't look at all controlled.

In fact, the moment he entered the side hall, Ximen Cheng, an alchemist, had already discovered that there was something wrong with the incense. However, he wanted to find out what Mrs. Mingzhu wanted to do, so he pretended that he had been tricked.

When he heard that Madam Mingzhu was about to bewitch him, Ximen Cheng almost couldn't help but counterattack her. He didn't expect that she would covet his own body and chose to gallop first, so Ximen Cheng could only cooperate with her silently. .

After riding the fierce horse for more than half an hour, Madam Mingzhu showed a satisfied look. However, before she could get off the horse, Ximen Cheng suddenly turned over and started riding the horse again.

After more than an hour, Ximen Cheng walked out of the secret room with satisfaction and began to check the painting assignment assigned to Princess Honglian.

"The princess is really talented in painting. Although she has just started sketching, she can draw quite well."

Ximen Cheng picked up some pictures drawn by Princess Honglian and looked at them, and praised them without hesitation.

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When Princess Honglian heard Ximen Cheng's words, she raised her jade-white chin proudly, as her hard work for so long was not in vain.

"However, these paintings still have some flaws. If you draw a few lines of light refraction on these pearl necklaces, these paintings can look more realistic."

After Ximen Cheng finished speaking, he directly picked up a piece of charcoal and added a few strokes on the painting of Princess Honglian.

Although there are only a few very subtle changes, they are like the finishing touch, making these paintings much more vivid.

"It's amazing~"

Seeing this, Princess Honglian began to admire Ximen Cheng's painting skills even more, and she couldn't help but look at him with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"Princess Honglian, it's getting late and it's almost noon. I'll take my leave now and come back to the palace in a few days to teach the princess how to draw."

"Are you leaving? Then I'll go with you! I just want to show these paintings to my father and brother Ninth. They will definitely be shocked."

The relationship between Princess Honglian and Mrs. Mingzhu was not very harmonious. When she heard that Ximen Cheng was leaving, she naturally had no intention of staying here for a long time. She packed up her drawing board and left Baixiang Palace with Ximen Cheng.

"Ximen Cheng, you bastard, I will never treat you lightly!"

At the same time, Mrs. Mingzhu, who was so weak and weak, looked down at the word "正" written all over her body in ink, and couldn't help biting her lip.

Although Mrs. Mingzhu stole the chicken but lost the rice this time, Ximen Cheng had no intention of letting her go, and he had to teach her a lesson no matter what.

So while Mrs. Mingzhu was exhausted, Ximen Cheng directly picked up the brush and wrote a hundred words of "righteousness" on her body to let her understand what it means to be righteous?I hope she will be aboveboard in everything she does in the future.

It's a pity that Mrs. Mingzhu can't understand Ximen Cheng's good intentions. Now she just wants to catch Ximen Cheng back and let him kneel in front of her and sing "Conquer".

Ever since Mrs. Mingzhu entered the palace, even Han Wangan has become her plaything. She has never suffered such a big loss. If she doesn't find a way to take revenge, then she is not a "fashionable banshee".