My thighs are amazing

There was silence in the room for a while, and finally Mu Congrong broke the deadlock, "So, the one in the palace is a fake emperor?"

"It's Qin Yang's people," Zhao Wei looked at him with affection, "Now there are only two of us left."

"The emperor seems to be a little—" Mu Congrong thought about his choice of words, "too calm."

"There are too many people coveting my throne, and if they could take it away, they would have been taken away long ago. The most important thing is," Zhao Wei said affectionately, "If it wasn't for Qin Yang, how could I have met you?"

Mu Congrong: "..."

"I just want to recite poems and paint pictures with my sweetheart in a picturesque place," Zhao Wei looked at Mu Congrong and said, "Oh, if I can really fulfill my wish, this life is enough."

Mu Congrong sincerely advised, "You are the king of a country, so naturally you won't be too arbitrary."

So don't take one concubine at a time, it's really scary, and it's really scary when you die tragically.

"So, what's so good about this guy?" Zhao Wei shook his head, "Everyone is scrambling to grab it, and you don't tell me that I know, I have no virtue of governing the country."

Zhao Wei continued, "The Lin'an rebellion half a year ago was settled by General Guo. Three years ago, the Northern King rebelled, and Qin Yanghang took command in person. He was victorious all the way, and finally returned triumphantly. As for me, every day I see Zhezi, I get a headache. If you start to write the first ci, countless ministers will come to remonstrate, I don’t understand, why does writing and painting get in the way of them?”

"As we all know, I am a complete fool." Zhao Wei seemed to be used to such evaluations, and he didn't take it seriously. "Sensuality, obscenity, obscenity, this world may really change hands."

Just as Mu Congrong wanted to comfort others, he heard Zhao Wei say, "Does Concubine Ai really not consider staying with me?"

Mu Congrong resolutely gave up talking to others, "We will send you back to the palace."

"Ah?" Zhao Wei suddenly lost face, "It's not easy for me to get out of that cage..."

"It will depend on your fate," Mu Congrong continued, ignoring others, "If you are lucky, you will be confined, and if you are not lucky, you will be sentenced to death."

After returning from Zhao Wei's place, Mu Congrong pushed open the door.

On the most conspicuous pillar in the room, something small was tied with a thin thread.The little white scorpion was probably tired from tossing around, but now he obediently remained motionless.

Chu Qing stood by the table, looking very focused.

Mu Congrong walked over on tiptoe, opened his arms and hugged the person from behind, rubbed his face against the person's back, "What are you doing?"

Chu Qing said, "Painting."

Mu Congrong was very relieved, painting is good, painting is a quiet activity, as long as you behave obediently and don't mess around.

Chu Qing pulled him to the table and showed him his work just to please him.

Mu Congrong was shocked after taking a look, and looked at Chu Qing in disbelief.

Chu Qing raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly.

Mu Congrong: "..." The paintings I made with my left hand when I was three years old were not so scary, at least they were horizontal and vertical, and the circles were very round, which looked full of innocence.

Mu Congrong tried his best to calm himself down, and after a long time of deliberation, he boasted, "This willow tree is quite beautiful."

Chu Qing said, "This is you."

Mu Congrong was silent for a long time, until he almost stared at the painting with a hole in it, and finally managed to get a glimpse of a human figure.

Chu Qing was slightly awkward, "Can't you see?"

Mu Congrong: "...very similar."

Chu Qing said modestly, "I think it's very ordinary."

Mu Congrong said without conscience, "It's very similar, even prettier than a real person."

Chu Qing hummed reservedly, and asked, "Why does it look so similar to Fa?"

"First of all, this hair—uh—" Mu Congrong looked at the hay-like thing that looked like hair, and racked his brains to think of a compliment, "It's thick and shiny, and you don't need to think about it to know that your face is rosy. There is my charm."

"Secondly—" Mu Congrong looked at the circle that looked like a face, and felt that it was not easy to describe, so he changed his mouth decisively, "And—"

Looking at the messy lines, Mu Congrong simply said, "It's good anyway."

"Perfunctory." Chu Qing put down his pen and said lightly.

"Look," Mu Congrong raised his buttocks and sat on the table, holding the painting next to his face as a response, "It looks so similar."

Chu Qing stared at Mu Congrong's face for a while, then shifted his gaze to the painting, shook his head, "It's not like that."

Mu Congrong complained, you also know that you can't see what you draw?

Immediately afterwards, I heard Chu Qing say, "It's obviously prettier than you."

Mu Congrong rolled his eyes, disapproving, why should I compare with a willow tree?

"Is there anything that needs improvement?" Chu Qing asked modestly.

Mu Congrong especially wanted to say that not a single black spot can represent an eye.

Mu Congrong also wanted to say that this masterpiece actually has the magic power to make people sleepless.

Finally, Mu Congrong would like to ask by the way, how can you give up painting?

But Mu Congrong was very kind, just shook his head, and said deeply, "It's the first time I started writing, and I have achieved such an achievement."

Chu Qing grasped the key point: "...it looks like a beginner?"

Mu Congrong quickly changed the subject, "Quick, show me where the eyes are?"

Chu Qing: "..."

Mu Congrong pointed to a certain point and said happily, "This must be the nose."

Chu Qing: "..."

"This," Mu Congrong continued to guess, "this must be the pearls adorning my body!"

Chu Qing finally said, "This is a hickey."

Mu Congrong: "..."

Mu Congrong froze for a while, then continued, "I knew it! I can even draw hickey marks, absolutely!"

"Don't you like it?" Chu Qing asked.

Mu Congrong shook his head again and again, "No!"

"Then why didn't you lift... your stomach." I clearly drew you thin.

"Stomach?" Mu Congrong was very surprised, "Where is it? Show me!"

Chu Qing: "..."

Mu Congrong pointed to a spot on the paper, "I bet it's this!"

After being silent for a long time, Chu Qing finally said, "It's really bad?"

Mu Congrong said seriously, "It's actually quite good. To be honest, did you draw it with your left hand?"

Chu Qing buried her head on the man's neck, and said in a muffled voice, "Is "The Picture of Fluttering Butterflies Calmly" really useless?"

Mu Congrong held back for a long time after hearing the words, and finally couldn't help laughing, "Haha...Pu Die...haha...I always thought that little spot was a fly..."

With a dark face, Chu Qing bit the person angrily, his heart was desolate, and he began to feel that his hard work was a bit unsightly.

"Very good," Mu Congrong pushed away the person's head, and said seriously, "Throughout the ages, who can draw hair so lively like you? Can you draw butterflies so hazy?"

Chu Qing: "..."

"Really," Mu Congrong asked, "Dare to ask who is the teacher of the thigh?"

Chu Qing said obediently, "I figured it out myself."

Hearing this, Mu Congrong desperately covered his stomach so that he would not laugh out loud

Seeing this, Chu Qing frowned unhappily, "I suddenly hate Zhao Wei."

"Some people can't reach this level in their entire lives." Mu Congrong hooked his neck, and said earnestly, "Do you know that some people are depressed all their lives and don't even have a confidant! But you are just a whim, but surpassed too many people."

"Exaggerated," Chu Qing said, "You are really getting more and more exaggerated."

Pompous?Mu Congrong was not happy when he heard that, I would sell my soul to protect your poor self-esteem, and you are still not satisfied?

Chu Qing said seriously, "It can be more and more ugly, but you can't lie."

"You're ugly," Mu Congrong said angrily, wanting to pinch someone's neck, "I clearly have the ability to make people fall in love at first sight."

Chu Qing looked contemptuous, pinched the man's chin, looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help leaning forward to take a bite.

Don't kiss if you have the ability, Mu Congrong wrinkled his nose and couldn't help but slander.

Mu Congrong muttered, "If you're so bad, then I don't despise you."

"What's wrong with being bad?" Chu Qing didn't take it seriously, "Being bad is a temporary thing, and being fat is a lifetime thing."

Mu Congrong responded quickly, "Being fat is also a temporary thing."

"Admit that you are fat?" Chu Qing smiled.

Mu Congrong's forehead twitched for a long time, then angrily jumped off the table, sat on the chair, and poured himself a cup of tea to quench the fire.

"Are you hungry?" Chu Qing asked, "Take you to eat."

"It's okay to be disliked by others for being so fat." Mu Congrong sighed while resting his chin.

Chu Qing sat across from him and looked at him with great interest.

"What are you looking at?" Mu Congrong covered his face with his hands, curled his lips and said, "It's so ugly, it's a good thing that Mr. Chu can take his eyes off."

"It's swollen." Chu Qing said suddenly.

Mu Congrong: "...It's too much! You actually use the word swollen to describe my face!"

Chu Qing couldn't help saying that he pulled down the man's hand, frowned and said, "Why hasn't the swelling subsided?"

The finger that was swollen just now was exposed all the time, and now it looked even more red and swollen. Compared with other slender fingers like jade, it looked particularly funny.

Afraid of being disgusted by others, Mu Congrong unnaturally wanted to withdraw his hand.

"Don't move," Chu Qing held down the man's hand and touched it lightly, "otherwise it will be chopped up."

Mu Congrong: "..." You could die if you were gentle!

Chu Qing took out a crystal green vial, poked her fingers in, dug out some ointment, spread all of it on her fingers, and carefully spread the ointment evenly.

That cool air could seep into the bones, Mu Congrong narrowed his eyes enjoying it.

"Does it hurt?" Chu Qing asked.

Mu Congrong: "A little bit."

Chu Qing's movements became even slower, like touching a bubble, for fear that it would burst with a little force.

Mu Congrong laughed, "I'm lying to you, it doesn't hurt."

"I know," Chu Qing continued to move his hands, and said calmly, "If it hurts, you won't just react like this."

Mu Congrong: "...I'm very tolerant, okay?"

"Forbearance?" Chu Qing was amused as he thought of something.

While waiting for someone to say something, Chu Qing just said indifferently, "Well, I remembered."

Mu Congrong snorted, "You should remember a lot."

"For example?" Chu Qing answered casually.

Mu Congrong said, "Young Master Mu is suave and handsome."

"My family, Mu Congrong." Chu Qing corrected.

Mur Congrong said quietly, "If you are handsome, you will belong to your family?"

"Everything belongs to my family." Chu Qing lowered his head and blew on his fingers.

"Who said it belonged to your family?" Mu Congrong pouted.

Chu Qing said confidently, "Pinch my ears."

Mu Congrong: "..."

Chu Qing continued, "A fierce wife—"

"Shut up," Mu Congrong kicked the man's calf.

"The shrewd wife also—"

Mu Congrong interrupted, "There are more powerful ones, do you want to try?"

Chu Qing didn't speak, pulled a piece of white cloth, and wrapped the person's fingers round and round.

Mu Congrong coughed lightly, "If you are so obedient, you can consider not being tough."

Chu Qing smiled when he heard the words, his eyes were as bright as stars, in stark contrast to the bad language, "If it's the method of the husband in bed, I don't mind trying it."

Mu Congrong gritted his teeth angrily.

"Also," Chu Qing reached out and gently pulled down the man's collar, revealing an ambiguous hickey, touched it, and smiled with satisfaction, "Mine."

Mu Congrong couldn't help but despise people, how clumsy and clumsy this little trick of swearing in sovereignty is.

Humph, I've never used it!Mu Congrong waved his claws, and I usually just grab it with my hands.

Mu Congrong waved his tightly covered paws and asked, "What does this medicine do?"

Chu Qing said, "Reduce the swelling."

"Who made you so careless?" Chu Qing squeezed his face, "It's so stupid that there is no one in the world."

Mu Congrong was very moved when he heard the first sentence, but his face turned black when he heard the second sentence.

"How do you feel now?" Chu Qing asked.

"Okay," Mu Congrong realized belatedly, stared at the little bottle for a long time, and frowned suspiciously, "Why does this little bottle look so familiar?"

Chu Qing put away the bottle calmly.

"Hey, what kind of medicine is that?"

"You do not know?"

Mu Congrong had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, Chu Qing continued, "Specially give that swelling medicine."

Mu Congrong exploded in an instant: "Don't give me random medicine!! It's still that kind of medicine, how can you make me look at my hands in the future!"

Chu Qing stretched out five slender and well-proportioned fingers, with well-defined knuckles, "But I am very satisfied with my fingers every time."

Look at people meaningfully while talking.

Mu Congrong's face flushed red, and he tried his best not to look at people.

Bah, bah, bah, I must be thinking too much!