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Li Chengjiu didn't know what the atmosphere was like on the third floor before, but when he arrived, he clearly felt a gloomy atmosphere.

Everyone nodded and shook their heads, without any communication.

People would look at him from time to time, but there was no emotion in their eyes. Even if they looked at each other, they would just nod, and then turn their heads back again.

Awkward.

Embarrassing in capital letters.

Li Chengjiu was speechless.

This is me, but if the original host is changed, I guess these people won’t have much to gain from it.

Fortunately, Zhang Muxue was still smiling and making tea for herself.

Not to mention how sincere the smile is, but at least the service attitude is good.

Hot tea was served, and Li Chengjiu took a sip before asking: "I wonder what Miss Mu is comparing to this level?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Muxue smiled and replied: "Back to your lord, we are just exchanging calligraphy and painting. We are all talented people from southern Xinjiang. There is no comparison between high and low."

"oh."

Li Chengjiu nodded.

painting and calligraphy?

Doesn't this hit the muzzle of the gun?

As soon as I heard it was painting, Li Chengjiu, who was a professional counterpart, no matter whether it was an occupational disease or a professional quality, there would always be some itchy hands that wanted to go up and do it.

It's just that these people don't seem to like me very much, so if you really try to force yourself up, it will be a bit pricey.

If not, just wait and see.

Anyway, there is no distinction between showing off and being slapped in the face regardless of gender.

This time and a half will not make any difference.

But at this moment, the woman dressed in men's clothing who was on the second floor just now also arrived on the third floor.

The woman just glanced inside the house and ran straight in their direction.

Heheyixiao hurriedly ordered a Wanfu and saluted:

"Folk girl Yu Shishuang pays homage to His Highness the King of Xinjiang."

As soon as these words came out, everyone behind Li Chengjiu and Zhang Muxue were stunned.

"Ah? Folk girl?"

Jia Youcai was the most surprised. He even took a closer look, but he didn't expect that this person was actually a woman.

Then came Zhang Muxue. She frowned and then gave Yu Shishuang a meaningful look.

He then asked, "Why did you reveal your identity?"

Yu Shishuang shrugged her shoulders and said calmly, "Your Majesty has noticed it a long time ago, but I can't continue acting."

Li Chengjiu chuckled softly, "If you act for a while longer, maybe I will actually have an extra brother."

"Oh, Your Majesty, please stop teasing me."

Yu Shi's cheeks were flushed, but after seeing the various behaviors of the prince on the third floor, in her eyes, she had a clear change in her view of Prince Jiang.

For ladies like them, the rumors about the rogue Jiang King have always been told by others.

The person who commented on him the most was his good sister Zheng Xiaoqian.

Therefore, Yu Shishuang was originally very disgusted with this prince.

But since the last time I saw him in the streets in the city, and what happened today, I just feel that others must have misunderstood the prince.

For this reason, she felt something strange in her heart, which was full of justice, or she felt worship, but she couldn't explain the reason.

But what is the saying?

A woman's love for a man often starts with worship.

Therefore, Xiaowan noticed something was wrong in this look at a glance, frowned slightly, and subconsciously turned her head to look at the extremely handsome man beside her.

Above the clouds and rain tonight, I need you to come and go!

Of course, Li Chengjiu didn't notice anything, he just smiled and nodded, and asked Yu Shishuang to sit down and drink tea together.

Several people exchanged cups, and Yu Shishuang excitedly told Zhang Muxue what happened on the second floor.

Especially the matter of Mr. Zhao being slapped in the face, and the three couplets.

Zhang Muxue didn't care about Mr. Zhao's affairs, but when she heard the three couplets, her eyes fluctuated a little.

"Lonely and cold, a widow with an empty window..."

Ah, my heart hurts so much!

But I have to say, these three couplets are a perfect match.

She herself thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't figure it out.

Li Chengjiu enjoyed the compliments and didn't feel any embarrassment at all. He was so shameless and arrogant.

So many people who were originally quiet suddenly became extremely lively after Yu Shishuang joined, causing those who were still interested in art to frown.

But Zhang Muxue was still shocked by the three links, completely unaware of her gaffe.

Fortunately, Zheng Xiaoqian stepped forward and bowed briefly before calling her aside.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to glare at Yu Shishuang.

Yu Shishuang stuck out her tongue and calmed down a little.

"Sister Mu Xue, I know you want to entertain the king of Jiang, but you can't disturb other people's peace. Now the two young masters are still competing on art and have lost their elegance. How can they concentrate on painting?"

As soon as the two of them reached the corner, Zheng Xiaoqian said dissatisfiedly.

Of course Zhang Muxue knew what Zheng Xiaoqian was dissatisfied with. She also slapped her forehead and said in shame:

"Oh, my sister is too reckless. I was only thinking about the prince's third couplet, but I didn't expect that she lost her elegance."

"Third deputy first couplet?" Zheng Xiaoqian was puzzled.

After hearing this, Zhang Muxue informed her of the three first couplets.

At first Zheng Xiaoqian didn't take it seriously, but the more she listened to it, the more frightened she became.

Finally, he lost his voice and said: "Sister Mu Xue, do you think these three first couplets were made by Li Chengjiu?"

"Shh!" Zhang Muxue hurriedly stretched out a finger to cover her mouth, then quietly glanced at King Jiang and whispered: "How can you call the prince by his first name, you will die?"

"Huh, he made my grandfather look like this back then. I already gave him a lot of face without calling him a villain."

Zheng Xiaoqian said angrily, but Zhang Muxue sighed softly after hearing this.

"Then why do you still rent the shop to him?"

"I……"

Zheng Xiaoqian was speechless, and her mind unconsciously recalled the scene when King Xinjiang rescued her again.

"I don't want to owe him a favor."

He snorted coldly and turned his head to the side.

Zhang Muxue smiled and shook her head, "Okay, since the prince is already here, you should try your best to contain the resentment in your heart. If you anger him, we will not be easy."

Zheng Xiaoqian looked into Zhang Muxue's eyes and sighed helplessly.

In his eyes, the rogue King of Xinjiang, regardless of whether they are men, women, old or young, or officials or merchants, are common people. If he really wants to get angry, he will not show any mercy.

So she can't bring trouble to others because of her own problems.

In the end, he just nodded and turned around and went down to the third floor.

Out of sight, out of sight. If you can’t offend me, can you still hide from me?

Zhang Muxue didn't stop him. Seeing that things had come to this, he had no choice but to return to the tea table again.

Li Chengjiu saw Zheng Xiaoqian coming downstairs. He narrowed his eyes but did not ask. Instead, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip silently.

At this moment, several people who were still arguing about the art suddenly started shouting.

"With such finishing touches, Brother Shen is indeed the best painter in southern Xinjiang. I admire you!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room turned away.

Li Chengjiu also raised his eyelids and saw everyone gathered around a desk in admiration.

He seemed to be interested and then smiled and said: "Shall we go over and have a look too?"

Xiaozhu and Zhu Lian'er were equally curious and nodded repeatedly, while Yu Shishuang certainly wanted to join in the fun.

Zhang Muxue frowned, but still had to get up and ask the prince to move.

The group of people came outside the crowd. Fortunately, Li Chengjiu was tall enough, so he could see the paintings on the desk with just a slight step.

"Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest Picture"

The pen is strong and powerful, and the tiger is lifelike.

I have to say, it is a masterpiece.

but……

Why did I think of another Wuthering Hills picture?

"Ouch!"