Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

When Bai Zhu saw Chu Ye picking up the paintbrush again, he hurriedly moved the magnificent landscape painting to the window.

After carefully spreading the painting out to dry, he looked up and saw Ning Yu and others being welcomed into the door.

Bai Shu couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "Why are you everywhere?"

In the lobby downstairs, Ning Yu and the others had just been welcomed in, when Hua's mother came out waving a handkerchief from afar.

"Oh, let me tell you, when I went out this morning, the magpies kept chirping on the branches. It was to remind me that the young masters are coming today. Please invite me quickly! Please invite me quickly!"

Several people met Hua's mother, Ning Yu smiled and said: "Hua's mother doesn't need to be polite, just find a clean and elegant room. My brothers came here to get drunk with Sister Chunhua's daughter."

Mother Hua smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth. She waved her handkerchief and said, "The room on the second floor is the most clean and elegant. Please come upstairs."

Mother Hua turned around in a graceful manner, with a red flower on her temples so delicate and beautiful: "Spring Flowers, Autumn Moon, Siqin, Siqi, guests are here, and you guys are waiting for us."

"Oh! Here we come."

Several charming voices sounded, and several people walked out at the same time with clever smiles.

Chun Hua walked up to Si Shaofeng, bowed to several people, looked at Ning Yu with a smile in her eyes: "My daughter Zui has been staying for more than a month. If the young masters don't come here, they won't be able to keep her."

Qiuyue covered her mouth with a handkerchief and said with a smile: "Sister Chunhua has been looking forward to it day and night, and finally you guys are here. I think we sisters have benefited from a few of them today and can have a drink of this treasure." My daughter is drunk."

Siqin answered, "Isn't that right? A few days ago, on the eve of Sister Tianxiang's redemption, she invited us to have a drink, and Sister Chunhua covered the two daughters so tightly that they were drunk."

Ning Yu looked at Chunhua's blushing face and smiled at her: "I promised to give my sister the wine recipe. I wrote it down with her when I went upstairs."

Several people went upstairs together and entered the back room of Chu Ye's room.

Chu Ye dipped his pen in the ink and gently flicked the ink onto the rice paper on the table.

Just after he made a stroke, he heard Du Yue next door sneer: "Brother Yuxian, which master taught you this calligraphy? Is he still alive?"

Chu Ye pursed his lips, and then began to draw slowly and carefully.

Everyone next door fell into a brief silence as they looked at Ning Yu's handwriting that could make the master angry.

Ning Yu grabbed the brush and paused while looking at the vertical and horizontal strokes that had their own places on the paper. She avoided the important points and said lightly: "Maybe I am not familiar with this brush, so the strokes written have their own thoughts."

Everyone laughed immediately, Chunhua pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Prince Yu, you are not in such a hurry. When you are free, just write it and send it to me."

Ning Yu smiled faintly and said: "I'm afraid that next time it's empty, Sister Chunhua's wine can't be supplied, and we won't have anything to drink? Please ask sister to get your Shi Dai."

Chunhua looked at Si Shaofeng and saw him nodding slowly, then bowed and went down to get Shi Dai.

Soon Shi Dai took it back. Ning Yu held Shi Dai and tried it. Although the feeling was not satisfactory, it was much better than a writing brush. She wrote out the wine recipe from her previous life based on her memory.

After writing the prescription, Ning Yu looked at it carefully: Well, although it is not horizontal and vertical, it can be read at least.

She smiled lightly and said confidently: "The wine brewed according to this recipe will last long and you won't be able to stop drinking it."

Du Yue looked at the prescription written by Shi Dai, patted his thigh and said with a smile: "Brother Yuxian, your lazy methods are top-notch. Looking at your prescription, do you still have to rely on guessing?"

Ning Yu was dissatisfied: "It's clearly written, why do you just rely on guessing?"

Chunhua looked at the simple prescription and felt embarrassed for a moment: "This..."

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help laughing.

Qin Zhongshu looked at Fang Zi and then at Ning Yu. He turned around and coughed lightly to cover up the smile that was about to come out.

Si Shaofeng touched his tall nose and said with a smile: "Maybe my brother Yu Xian has not picked up a pen for many days, which is why his pen is so unique."

Then he sat down at the table, picked up the brush that Ning Yu disliked, and said with a smile: "Brother, I haven't written for a while, so I just used my brother's recipe to get familiar with this brush."

He muttered while writing. When Ning Yu saw Si Shaofeng's beautiful traditional Chinese characters, she finally understood why everyone was laughing. She stood next to Si Shaofeng and gently corrected what Si Shaofeng said because of his wrong guess.

Looking at the prescription written by Si Shaofeng, Ning Yu looked at the prescription written by herself in simple pen. It was only at this moment that Ning Yu deeply felt the difference between herself and the ancients.

She smiled self-deprecatingly and put the prescription she had written into her arms.

Several girls in the building filled their wine glasses early and invited everyone to sit down at the table.

Ning Yu took a sip of the wine, with admiration in her eyes: Well, this wine seems to taste better, with a strong fruity aroma and a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth.

Qin Zhongshu raised his eyes and looked at Ning Yu, with a faint smile on his gentle face: "Brother Yu Xian has not yet explained how you can come and go freely in the Prime Minister's Mansion."

After Chu Ye next door finished the last stroke, he put his pen aside and slowly waited for Ning Yu's answer.

He wanted to see how this little liar, who was full of lies, could smooth things over.

Ning Yu blinked her dark eyes: "It's not a big deal, it's just that I saw Bai Shu perform Qing Kung a few times, and I was very envious, so I begged to Prime Minister Chu."

Si Shaofeng's ears turned red as he remembered the contents of his storybook.

Du Yue was shocked and dropped the peach in his hand. He quickly picked it up and said, "Is it that simple?!"

Ning Yu looked at the different reactions of several people, smiled and said: "Of course it can't be that simple. Chu Xiang was surprised when he saw that my bones were naturally suitable for martial arts training, so he reluctantly agreed to give it a try."

Everyone laughed and said "cut" at the same time.

Only Si Shaofeng was aroused and he leaned forward: "How to try?"

Ning Yu took a sip of wine and said, "Of course it's a martial arts competition. When I went there, two guards in his house were competing, so I reluctantly accepted the invitation to spar with one of them."

Du Yue showed an envious expression: "What's the result?"

The guards in the prime minister's palace are all top-notch masters. Let alone competitions and competitions, even if they can give me some pointers, it is a blessing that I have cultivated for several lifetimes.

Ning Yu looked at Du Yue's envious face, raised her glass to everyone and said, "The result is self-evident, isn't it?"

Everyone raised their glasses to drink together, and Du Yue slapped his thigh: "If I am lucky enough to get some advice from Baizhu, I will die in this life, and this life will not be in vain."

Qin Zhongshu laughed when he heard this and said, "If you go to learn martial arts, I'm afraid Du Shilang will break your legs."

The crowd roared with laughter.

Ning Yu drank a glass of wine, thinking of the hail of bullets in her previous life, and smiled lightly: Master, I will not only live this life in vain, Master, I will live two lives in vain!

Si Shaofeng looked at Qin Zhongshu and asked, "I heard that my dear brother is going to participate in the sacrificial ceremony the day after tomorrow?"

Qin Zhongshu said calmly: "Well, my father means to ask me to be responsible for the great prayer."

Ning Yu was drinking secretly, and her eyes lit up like black grapes when she heard this.

Could it be...the legendary dancing master? !