The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

After Mo Xiao heard what Tuoba Xuan said, an expression of patience and pondering appeared on his face.

Seeing that Mo Xiao didn't say anything, Tuoba Xuan panicked a little. He stood there, feeling a chill on his back.

In such a short period of time, Tuoba Xuan felt it was extremely difficult to endure. It was as if time had stopped and he could not feel the passage of time.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Xiao, who was sitting on the upper seat, finally spoke. He looked at Tuoba Xuan with a chilly look in his eyes: "Isn't the Second Prince good at painting?"

Tuoba Xuan raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, nodded and said: "I am indeed not good at this..."

"But," Mo Xiao interrupted Tuoba Xuan and said coldly, "I still treasure the Second Prince's painting of a beautiful woman in Yinghua Palace. I still remember it clearly."

As soon as these words came out, Tuoba Xuan felt his scalp tingling, his legs softened and he knelt down unconsciously, and said quickly: "I was ignorant of the inside story and offended the Empress Chen. I beg Your Majesty to forgive me."

Mo Xiao narrowed his eyes: "What does this have to do with my concubine?"

Tuoba Xuan was stunned, then quickly said: "Yes, yes, yes, I was confused and talking nonsense. This matter has nothing to do with the Empress Chen. That picture of the beauty was, I just drew it casually."

Mo Xiao gave him a cold look, and Tuoba Xuan felt as if a knife was hanging over his head, ready to fall at any moment.

Mo Xiao said calmly: "Since you are good at painting beauties, why are you not good at painting landscapes?"

Tuoba Xuan took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice: "I... have been studying figures since I was young, and have never been involved in landscapes. Your Majesty, please understand."

Mo Xiao was silent for a moment, then said: "It's okay, one thing leads to another. Since you can paint a lifelike beauty, I'm sure you can also paint a realistic landscape. Just give you some time."

"The scrolls and writing brushes are ready for you. Just practice and give me the topographical map within three days. Then I will definitely give you everything you want."

Tuoba Xuan wanted to struggle again, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, I am really not good at mountains and rivers, please Your Majesty..."

Mo Xiao's expression suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Tuoba Xuan and said coldly: "Do you think I have a particularly good temper?"

Just this one sentence made Tuoba Xuan shut his mouth tightly, not daring to make any sound.

Mo Xiao has a good temper?

Mo Xiao is the biggest tyrant in the world, and countless people have died at his hands.

Tuoba Xuan shuddered, took a few steps back, and dared not say another word.

Mo Xiao narrowed his eyes, and the expression on his face slowly eased. He said to Tuoba Xuan: "Then I will wait for your good news."

After that, he stood up and left.

Chen Yuan walked at the end with a big belly. She glanced at Tuoba Xuan and said coldly, "I still remember the painting of the beauty by the second prince. After you finish painting this landscape, why don't you draw a portrait for me as well?"

Tuoba Xuan was still immersed in Mo Xiao's intimidation and hadn't recovered. When he heard Chen Yuan talking, his mind didn't follow: "What?"

Chen Yuan frowned: "I asked you to draw for me, why, you don't want to?"

Tuoba Xuan woke up with a start and said subconsciously: "I'm not unwilling."

Chen Yuan nodded and said impatiently: "Hurry up and finish the landscape painting. I will ask you to paint for me later."

Tuoba Xuan: "...Yes."

"Hurry up, don't think about being lazy," Chen Yuan pointed at her belly, "You see? I don't have that much time to waste here with you."