Salted fish, he thought about it

Jiang Juan was dumbfounded.

Others were also stunned.

Only Xue Fangli, who was indifferent at first, seemed to realize something when he saw this, walked over displeased, and pulled Jiang Juan past him.

He said coldly: "He is the concubine of this king, not the second son."

Yang Liusheng blurted out: "What about the second young master?"

The friend bumped him with an elbow, lifted his chin slightly, and said in a low voice, "Second Young Master, over there."

Yang Liusheng: "?"

He turned his head and saw that it was the person who had said absurd praise just now, Yang Liusheng was also dumbfounded at this moment.

"Isn't Second Young Master the number one beauty in the capital?" Yang Liusheng asked in amazement, "What kind of beauty is he?"

No matter how unresponsive a person is, he should understand what's going on by now, not to mention that Jiang Nian was already thinking deeply, and his face was distorted for a moment.

This Yang Liusheng actually took Jiang Juan for him!

He praised so much before, all of which were praises of Jiang Juan, not him, the Second Young Master himself!

He had been humiliated once, but Yang Liusheng's move made Jiang Nian extremely angry, but he couldn't get angry under the eyes of everyone, because he was the gentle and dignified second son of Shangshufu.

Jiang Nian clenched his hands tightly, and smiled slowly, "I'm indeed—I can't compare to my younger brother."

Every word, Jiang Nian had to grit his teeth and use all his strength to speak out. His resentment and resentment must not be revealed, and he could not let the image he had painstakingly maintained be destroyed.

Hearing what Jiang Nian said, Yang Liusheng echoed, "You are a man with self-knowledge. The second son knows that he is the number one beauty. The name doesn't match the truth. Why do you still want to call him such a name?"

Yang Liusheng not only speaks harshly, but also has an extremely upright personality. Otherwise, his friends would not remind him again and again, for fear that he would offend Jiang Nian. No matter how many reminders, he would still offend people severely.

The friend slammed into him again, lowered his voice and said, "Say less."

But what he said was like splashed water, no matter how little he said, the previous words had already been thrown out, and the scene was once very embarrassing.

Jiang Nian was so angry that his fingers trembled, he cared, he cared terribly, but he had to smile calmly and said: "Mr. Yang said yes. Jiang Nian said earlier that the most beautiful woman in the capital has someone else , I - overrated."

But Anping Hou said: "Mr. Yang, you are known as the master of Danqing, how can you be so beautiful and ugly?"

"The beauty of the surface, one look or two, is amazing. Seeing too much is nothing more than that. Only the inner beauty can last forever. In my opinion, Mr. Yang, you are just a vulgar person , obsessed with the skin, I don’t know that the beauty is in the bone but not in the skin.”

What he meant was that no matter how beautiful Jiang Juan was, he couldn't compare to Jiang Nian. If he didn't know Jiang Nian's beauty, he would be a vulgar person.

Yang Liusheng pondered for a moment, and said, "Master Hou, Caomin has a saying, and I don't know if it should be said or not."

Marquis Anping smiled and said, "You tell me."

Yang Liusheng said euphemistically, "Do you—do you have eye problems?"

"How long has it been, have you ever seen the doctor?"

Marquis Anping belittled him for his low-level aesthetics, Yang Liusheng secretly said that he was blind and did not speak speculatively, Marquis Anping flicked his sleeves and ignored him, Yang Liusheng took the time to look at Jiang Nian.

It's really unremarkable.

If he hadn't seen that young man, maybe because of the title of the most beautiful woman in the capital, he would have carefully studied his beauty, but now that he has seen Haoyue, why does he care about Yinghuo?

How can the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon!

Yang Liusheng no longer looked at Jiang Nian, but asked Jiang Juan: "Princess, can Cao Min draw a picture for you?"

Jiang Juan: "..."

what's up.

He just fell asleep, why the plot is not good.

Jiang Juan was still in shock, but Xue Fangli had already given him the answer: "No."

After thinking for a while, Jiang Juan said sincerely: "You paint him, my brother—Second Young Master, he is really worthy of your painting."

Yang Liusheng also said sincerely: "Second Young Master is the most beautiful woman in the capital, but you are the most beautiful woman in the world. I want to paint you even more, both of you."

Jiang Juan was purely kind and wanted to pull back the plot, but in Jiang Nian's ears, it was not the case.

He is humiliating himself.

How could he need his mercy!

Jiang Nian felt his blood rushing up and his head was dizzy. He grabbed the armrest of the seat with all his strength, and there were many marks on his blood-stained hands.

Embarrassed.

Extremely embarrassed.

He had never been so embarrassed.

What happened today will spread throughout the entire capital in a short time. How could his good brother put him in such a situation!

In the past, I underestimated him!

Jiang Nian was short of breath.

The embarrassing atmosphere did not disappear much, so Emperor Hongxing had no choice but to come forward and changed the subject, "Yang Liusheng, I summoned you because I heard that you are good at restoring ancient paintings. Could you restore a few paintings for me?"

Yang Liusheng: "It is possible, it is possible, that is—" Emperor Hongxing: "What is it?"

Yang Liusheng glanced at Jiang Juan, and mentioned it again, "Your Majesty, repairing the paintings takes a lot of energy. The grassroots rushed to see the capital, and they haven't had time to rest. Maybe they can't perform well, unless..."

Jiang Juan had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next moment, Yang Liusheng said: "Unless the concubine can allow Caomin to paint for him, then I can cheer up."

Emperor Hongxing: "..."

Jiang Juan: "..."

This person was quite a scoundrel, and Emperor Hongxing only found it funny after hearing this. He looked at Jiang Juan and asked what he meant. Jiang Juan didn't say anything, but Xue Fangli spoke again indifferently.

"No need."

Xue Fangli was impatient to the extreme after Yang Liusheng kept pestering him. He grabbed Jiang Juan's hand and wanted to take him away, but Jiang Juan suddenly remembered something, and said to himself, "My lord, let him draw."

Xue Fangli looked at him with a gloomy expression.

Jiang Juan was ignorant, and was about to pull out his hand, but it was suddenly clenched.

He raised his head in a daze, "My lord?"

Xue Fangli asked him: "Is there anything good to draw?"

Jiang Juan didn't want Yang Liusheng to paint, but he had something to ask Yang Liusheng, so he shook his head carelessly, "My lord, let go."

Not only did Xue Fangli not let go, but he gripped it even harder. He lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Jiang Juan's face. He said inexplicably, "The most beautiful woman in the world?"

It's fine if he doesn't say it, but Jiang Juan loses his dreams when he talks about it, "I'm not, I don't have you, don't talk nonsense."

Xue Fang looked away from him for a long time, and said in an indifferent voice: "I don't think you are beautiful either."

Regardless of whether he was beautiful or not, the main reason was that his hands hurt when he was pinched. Jiang Juan snatched his hand and couldn't get it back, so he had to say, "My lord, don't pinch me, it hurts so much."

The boy's eyelashes were slightly raised, and his face was clear and bright. Xue Fangli looked at it, only feeling bored, and his hostility gushed out uncontrollably.

——Why are there so many people watching him?

If the wings are broken and locked in a cage, no matter how beautiful it is, he will be the only one to appreciate it.

only…

...

He was too crying and too difficult to coax.

Crazy, dark thoughts arose and were forcefully suppressed. Xue Fangli looked at Jiang Juan expressionlessly, and finally let go of his hand.

Jiang Juan didn't think too much, he let go, returned to the original place, and said to Yang Liusheng, "I'll draw for you, but you have to promise me one thing."

Yang Liusheng didn't ask any questions, and immediately said overjoyed: "Okay, just mention it!"

As long as Jiang Juan agrees to paint, everything is ready-made, even Yang Liusheng has thought about the theme, so he will paint a picture of "Begonia Spring Sleeping". Yang Liusheng hastily complied with Emperor Hongxing's request. Jiang Juan wants to paint for him, for fear that he will go back on his word.

Yang Liusheng: "Princess, how about painting Begonias sleeping in spring? Just, just—" The friend lowered his head, his lips moved slightly, "You don't want to die? You didn't see the look in the eyes of the prince, and I wish I could cut you alive."

Yang Liusheng really didn't pay much attention to others, he raised his head upon hearing this, and was facing Xue Fangli's extremely cold eyes, his heart skipped a beat, he couldn't wait to cut him alive, he would put them into the pot piece by piece after it was clearly cut alive.

Terrible, terrible.

Yang Liusheng shuddered, not daring to sleep with Xiao Xiang Haitang again, and said: "Wangfei, you can do whatever you want."

Yang Liusheng wrote quickly, and not long after, he was done. When he raised his head again, a curtain came down, and the light veil covered the boy's face, making it hard to see clearly.

Yang Liusheng: "..."

Is this Prince Li the Prince, or the Prince of Jealousy?

Don't give me another look, it's really stingy.

Jiang Juan also raised his head subconsciously, but he was dragged up before he could see anything clearly.

He was about to say something when he caught off guard and looked at Jiang Nian who was not far away. The hatred in his eyes made Jiang Juan stagger and grabbed Xue Fangli's sleeve.

"...My lord."

Xue Fangli glanced at the guard, as if he had given some order, and then casually lowered his eyes, but Jiang Juan was completely ignorant of it.

The look in Jiang Nian's eyes, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. After recalling the story in the book after Anping Hou seized power, Jiang Juan murmured, "My lord, I'm going to die."

"I may not be able to finish it off for you."