The charming medical concubine wearing a book ran away with the rough-looking general

Mrs. Xu, the wife of the supervisory censor, who has always been upright, asked unhappily across the screen: "What are you talking about?"

You Hongyu, the young son of the Marquis of Zhennan, who has always been a dandy and dissolute, said: "I got a good painting and I am appreciating it with my friends. Do you ladies want to see it too?"

Shen Muyun smiled and said: "There are many people here who know how to calligraphy and painting among our female guests. If Mr. You is willing, let us take a look."

You Hongle personally handed over the painting.

Shen Muyun didn't even look at the painting, and said with a smile: "I don't understand painting. Which lady wants to see it?"

Mrs. Xu took it and unfolded it. She couldn't help but feel a little angry on her face.She had never met the prince, so she scolded him directly: "What kind of dirty guy can do such a thing? He was caught and painted, he is really shameless!"

When Xu said this, more people gathered around to watch.

Some people saw that it was the Crown Prince Gu Qingyan, but they didn't dare to say it out loud and conveyed the message to each other with their eyes.

They only said some innocuous remarks about the scene: "The painting style is very realistic."

"Yes, the contrast between light and dark is also well arranged."

“The lines of the characters are very smooth.”

……

Others looked at Shen Muyun with sympathetic eyes, but Shen Muyun just pretended that he couldn't see it.

When the painting was almost spread among the female guests, some of the male guests who had never seen it felt itchy and wanted to see it, so the painting was spread to the male guests.

The comments of the male guests were much bolder, and laughter could be heard from time to time.

At this time, Gu Qingyan came with Jiaoyue.

Normally, concubines were not allowed to go out to socialize and did not need to go out to meet guests, but Jiao Yue did not regard herself as a concubine and wanted to show her face in front of others, so Gu Qingyan took her out.

The prince and Jiao Yue stood where both male and female guests could see.

As soon as the two appeared on the stage, there was an explosion in the hall.

Everyone was whispering, whispering, and discussing.

"It really is her."

"It's actually the crown prince."

"Oh, the rightful owner is here."

More people were secretly laughing.

Gu Qingyan thought that everyone was shocked by Jiao Yue's beauty, and with a proud look on his face, he and Jiao Yue went to the table to toast.

Someone on the other side of the male guest asked: "Master, which building did your concubine come from?"

Gu Qingyan frowned, which building?

Gu Qingyan thought it was a slip of the tongue and said, "She entered the palace as an errand at the age of eight."

The other party opened his mouth wide in surprise, said "Oh" and said, "Well... you can't tell, that's quite bold."

Gu Qingyan thought the other party was complimenting her and said with a smile: "Yes, she is different from ordinary women. She is never shy and has always been open-minded."

"puff--"

"Pfft-"

"Can you let go? Hahahaha..."

Uncontrollable laughter came from the hall.

You Hongyu shouted: "How relaxed can this charming slave be? Master, please tell us in detail!"

There was another burst of laughter in the hall.

The word "Jiaonu" made Jiaoyue's face turn red instantly. What kind of slave?She even deserves to be a princess!

Gu Qingyan frowned helplessly and puzzled, and said: "Don't be immoral, it will be bad if you make Mrs. Ru embarrassed in a while."

The concubine, according to the elegant saying, can also be called Mrs. Ru.

The hall burst into laughter again.

"Not serious? Are we not serious?"

"The prince is a serious person, hahahahaha..."

"When it comes to being immoral, it should be Mrs. Ru..."

……

Gu Qingyan was a little confused. After everyone finished laughing, he said with a cold face: "Everyone, have a good time and drink, and stop talking nonsense."

Seeing that Gu Qingyan was annoyed, everyone stopped joking.

Gu Qingyan discovered that many people would secretly look at Jiao Yue with frivolous eyes, looking where they shouldn't.

The way everyone looked at him was no longer as respectful as before.

When Gu Qingyan met their eyes, he always felt that there was mockery in their eyes.

Finally, we arrived at the female guest's side. The people sitting here were all wealthy ladies. They originally looked down upon the palace's move to hold a concubine banquet. But now they found out that the prince and his new concubine were the people in the painting, and they were even more dissatisfied. Not anymore than these two.

Due to their dignity, the female guests could not say anything, but their expressions were indifferent. Their eyes looking at Jiao Yue were filled with contempt inadvertently.

Gu Qingyan's original boasting was gone. He felt that something was wrong. The expressions and gazes of everyone made him uncomfortable.

Jiaoyue had just been scorned by the men's eyes, and now she was receiving the cold eyes from the female guests. She felt like a thorn in the side, and felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

After toasting, Gu Qingyan wanted to leave quickly. Unexpectedly, You Hongyu was drunk, walked up to her, stretched out his finger and tapped Jiao Yue's shoulder, saying, "A little rouge mole on your shoulder will make you feel pity for her."

Such a bold and explicit poem made Gu Qingyan's expression change suddenly!

Jiao Yue had the illusion that she was being looked down upon. She put her hand on her chest and asked sternly, "You...how did you know that I have a rouge mole on my shoulder?"

At this moment, the discussion in the hall was filled with excitement!

"Okay, sit tight, it's her!"

"Good poem, good poem, Mr. You made a good poem!"

"I can't see it!"

"I'm sorry, I actually have a rouge mole!"

……

Gu Qingyan could no longer suppress the questions in his mind. He asked in a deep voice: "You Hongyu, what do you mean?!"

You Hongyu took another sip of wine, squinted his eyes, and said unsteadily: "Your romantic affairs have been included in the painting. What is the name of the painting? Oh, by the way, "Slave Playing in the Mountains"!"

Gu Qingyan's face suddenly turned red and he asked: "Where is the painting? Who is so bold?! Who painted it?!"

You Hongyu thought for a while, burped, and said: "Hold your waist, young master, hold your waist!"

Gu Qingyan said impatiently: "What are you holding on to? I'm talking about the painting! Where is the painting?!"

You Hongyu couldn't stand Gu Qingyan pretending to be confused, so he ran over, took the painting to Gu Qingyan, pointed to the title, and said: "Did you see it? I occasionally saw the young master holding his waist next to the Baoguo Temple on Lingxi Mountain. Holding his waist, it's This waist support!"

When Gu Qingyan saw it, he was shocked, scared and angry, and tore the painting into pieces with all his strength.

When You Hongyu saw it, he became anxious: "Why did you tear up the painting? I bought this for 500 taels of silver! You compensate me! Compensate the painting!"

Gu Qingyan gritted his teeth and said: "How can such a debauched painting be circulated?!"

You Hongyu scratched his neck and jumped on his feet and said: "Why is the painting so debauched? It's the person in the painting who is debauched! If the people in the painting don't do such things, how could someone see them and draw them?! Give me back the painting!"

You Hongyu said, and came up to beat Gu Qingyan.

You Hongyu is a military commander with excellent kung fu. Before anyone could start a fight, Gu Qingyan was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Jiaoyue cried and shouted: "Why do you want to insult me?"

Xu rolled his eyes at her: "Who insulted you? You don't respect yourself, you did that kind of thing, and you blame others for insulting you?!"

Another noble lady echoed: "It's just a concubine. She's just a plaything. She really thinks she's a green onion!"