I was a group favorite in ancient times

After drawing carelessly on the paper for a long time, when Zhao Yunjun came back to his senses and looked down at the paper, he found that the paper was not a mass of ink marks, but a vivid portrait of Ye Qingxi!

Zhao Yunjun took a step back in fright, looking at the painting in front of him in panic.

Why did he actually draw Ye Qingxi? Could it be that he is the only one in his heart and eyes?

Why?This is impossible!

That night, Zhao Yunjun tossed and turned, he even forgot the important thing that Lumeng reminded Ye Qingxi that there should be only him as a cutie, and no other furry masturbation.

On the second day, Ye Qingxi got up from the bed refreshed, completely unable to remember what she did after getting drunk last night.

It wasn't until he saw Sui Qiu's hesitant expression that he couldn't help but look at himself, there was nothing wrong with it.

Ye Qingxi finally asked: "Sui Qiu, after I got drunk last night, did I do something bad?"

Sui Qiu immediately shook his head: "Not really."

It's not that you did something bad, but His Royal Highness did something bad while you were drunk!

But Suiqiu didn't want Mr. Lang to know His Royal Highness' thoughts, so wouldn't it be convenient for His Royal Highness to chase after him after realizing his thoughts?

But she has to follow Langjun closely all the time, and she can't let His Royal Highness take the opportunity to plot evil!

Ye Qingxi couldn't figure it out, only felt that Sui Qiu's eyes suddenly darkened, as if he was thinking about something dangerous.

But this seems to be his illusion. When Sui Qiu looked at him again, he only saw kindness in his eyes.

Ye Qingxi: ...

He is not a child anymore, why does Suiqiu look at him like this?

After eating, when Ye Qingxi was going to walk around the garden to digest food, someone hurried over: "Mr. Lang, the person in charge of improving the bamboo paper has come, and said that the bamboo paper has been improved!"

"What?!" Ye Qingxi, who was originally lazy, suddenly became excited, and walked quickly to the side hall.

It's only been a few days, has it changed?Ye Qingxi thought it would take a long time.

When Ye Qingxi arrived at the side hall, he saw the craftsman immediately, and immediately asked, "Where is the paper?"

The craftsman took out bamboo paper from nowhere, put it on Ye Qingxi's table respectfully, and said: "This is the bamboo paper we improved. Although the quality is not as good as the best rattan paper, it can already be used for writing. For poor families It is the best writing paper for students."

Ye Qingxi picked up a piece of bamboo paper, checked it over and over again, and found clues.This bamboo paper is smooth on one side, but extremely rough on the other.

He immediately asked for a pen and ink to write on both sides of the bamboo paper.

The smooth side is suitable for writing, while the rough side is suitable for freehand landscape painting.

This is also very good.Ye Qingxi nodded in satisfaction.

"Then how much does this bamboo paper cost?"

The craftsman immediately replied: "100 sheets of bamboo paper only cost 20 Wen, and we can earn a lot."

Ye Qingxi immediately showed a delighted smile, the cheapest white paper that can be written on now requires 60 Wen to buy 100 sheets.

Ye Qingxi immediately slapped the table, stood up and said: "You come with me to see His Majesty!"

The craftsman asked blankly and fearfully, "How can I go to see His Majesty with you, and why should I go to see His Majesty?"

"Of course I dedicated this method to His Majesty. How can my family dominate such cheap white paper?" Ye Qingxi said as a matter of course.

In addition to the fact that such cheap bamboo paper can make more poor students afford to study, of course, even though he is now a magistrate, there are still many people who are eyeing him.

The recipe for making cheap bamboo paper, if some people want to steal it, it is not impossible to learn it. After all, these craftsmen are not all determined, and if they are tempted with money, this method may be leaked.

Why don't you just dedicate it to His Majesty, you can get His Majesty's reward at once, you may even get a little dividend, and you can also get His Majesty's favor, and you don't have to worry about the prescription being leaked. Isn't this a multiplicity of actions?

Ye Qingxi thought happily, and regardless of the resistance on the craftsman's face, he directly pulled him onto the horse and headed straight for the palace.

Craftsman: ... Woohoo, how could such a little monster like him go to see His Majesty!In case he was so frightened that he changed back to his original form, how would he explain to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that he could not change back to his original form in front of small humans at all.Human beings are very fragile, and they are likely to be frightened to death directly by him!

But the craftsman didn't dare to disobey the little human's movements. He was afraid that he would hurt the little human's slender arms and legs with a little bit of strength. Then he wouldn't be able to go back alive. There are old and young.

Why is it so difficult to be a demon?

Wuwuwu, he can only try his best to maintain himself, and don't change back to his original form under Longwei.

Ye Qingxi didn't notice anything wrong with this little demon either. As His Majesty's adopted son, he could of course enter the palace smoothly and meet His Majesty directly.

The emperor was a little surprised when he heard that his adopted son was coming. Unless Erlang brought his son, he would have never seen him alone.Could it be that there is something to ask him, but the little human hasn't encountered any danger or difficult things recently?

On the other side, Zhao Yunjun, who woke up early to meet his mother, had finished talking about his troubles, and then looked at his mother.

Her Royal Highness almost laughed out loud, and quickly tightened her face, drinking tea to cover up her expression, then put down the teacup and said: "It's very simple, you just fell in love with Qingxi."

"What?" Zhao Yunjun couldn't help shouting out.

How could he fall in love with Ye Qingxi?Qingxi is just a fragile little human being, that's why he couldn't help but protect him and get close to him. How could he fall in love with Qingxi?

Seeing her son's unbelievable expression, Her Royal Highness was instantly satisfied, and her son also lost his composure sometimes.

Her Royal Highness coughed softly: "You don't want Qingxi to touch other monsters, you just want him to touch you, that is because you like Qingxi, after all, even brothers don't have this kind of behavior. And even if you are close friends, how can you always Sticking together, you don't want to be separated from Qingxi at all, and you even turned off a lot of things to be with him."

Her Royal Highness took another sip of tea, and continued: "Besides, why did you let Qingxi see those portraits, and you would directly deny that you don't like them, and you have no intention of marrying a wife? If you don't like them, why rush to deny them? Said that he would not marry a wife? After all, you have never refused so firmly before. "

Zhao Yunjun was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Why are there portraits of men in those portraits, mother, have you already seen it?"

Her Royal Highness almost choked on the tea, quickly put down the teacup, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and coughed lightly a few times: "You are so slow in enlightening, I can't help but want to do something for you, Erlang."

"So those portraits were also put there by your mother on purpose?"

Her Royal Highness nodded.

Zhao Yunjun stood up instantly: "Mom, you shouldn't be like this, don't you know that this will make Qingxi unhappy?"

Saying that Zhao Yunjun was about to go out, he looked in a hurry, as if he was also running away from something.

But just as Zhao Yunjun was about to walk to the door, Her Highness the Queen's voice came from behind: "Why do you think Qingxi is unhappy?"

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel "the silly son of the landlord's family" for the four bottles of nutrient solution irrigated~