Time is slow

   Chapter 41 Destruction

  Chi Can of course would not mention Qiao Zhao, and said lazily: "I don't know, it's just a chance encounter."

   Princess Changrong obviously didn't believe her son's words, and her brightly painted lips curled into a sneer: "We meet by chance, will you ask him for help?"

   She understands the character of her son. He is not a truly credible person, and he will not ask for it.

   Greeting Princess Changrong's half-smile but not smiling eyes, Chi Can was suddenly a little annoyed, and he said, "It's okay if mother doesn't believe it", and turned around and left.

   He didn't ask for help, it was the girl who was rushing.

   Staring at the corner of her son's clothes that disappeared into the door of the study, Princess Changrong put away the smile on her lips, suddenly raised her hand, and tore the duck play picture in front of her with a slap.

   The female official Dong Yurao, who had been standing in the corner, was used to seeing Princess Changrong's erratic temperament, so she couldn't help but exclaimed at this moment: "Your Highness—"

   On the corridor outside the study, Chi Can paused in footsteps, then turned around abruptly and re-entered the study.

   He stood at the door, masked with ice and stared at Princess Changrong's half-broken painting, and cold air came out from the inside out.

   The little servant Taosheng who followed closely behind silently took a few steps back and pretended to be dead.

   Chi Can didn't say a word, just looked straight at Princess Changrong.

   His eyebrows and eyes are exquisite and picturesque, and he is still very handsome when he is angry.

   Princess Changrong felt heartbroken when she saw it. She threw the ruined painting at his feet, and said coldly, "Since it is a fake, I don't care how realistic the painting is. Can'er should understand."

  Chi Can stood for a while, his snow-white face gradually flushed with anger, he bent down to pick up the painting at his feet, and said lightly, "Yes, my son understands."

   He squeezed the painting, turned around and left, the sound of the door being closed with a bang, made the red sandalwood carved pen holder on the bookcase in the room tremble.

   The atmosphere in the room was deadly. After a long time, the female official Dong Yu spoke carefully: "Your Highness, why are you doing this?"

   The big eldest princess mansion, only Dong Yu dared to say such a thing.

   Princess Changrong was silent for a long time, her drooping eyelashes trembled, and she asked, "Why, are you holding an injustice for him?"

   "The slaves don't dare. It's just that you clearly love the son-" Why did the mother-son relationship become so tense?

Dong Yu didn't dare to say the words behind   .

   Princess Changrong waved her hands indifferently: "You go down, I want to be alone."

  Dongyu bowed and saluted, and closed the door softly after going out.

   Chi Can strode back to his residence, raised his hand and swept away a golden beauty on the side table.

The little servant Taosheng who followed behind flew up and hugged the valuable beauty Dendrobium in his arms, secretly relieved, and lightly placed the rescued baby farthest away from Chi Can, then walked back, shy With a smile on his face, he said, "Master, do you want to drink tea?"

   "Don't drink!" Chi Can raised his feet and walked to the table, sat down, and spread out the painting that he had been holding in his hands.

   The eldest princess tore up the painting mercilessly. Such a picture of a duck play, which was almost real, was hard to find outside, but at this moment it was torn apart, as if it had been torn apart by five horses.

  Chi Can pieced together the torn paintings little by little, raised his hand and stroked the cracks lightly.

   Taosheng stood aside, clearly feeling the master's unhappiness, he sighed quietly, and said, "Young master, if you like it, go to the antique market to look for it, maybe you will come across Mr. Qiao's authentic work."

   "No need." Chi Can categorically refused, his eyes fell on the bridge where the painting was interrupted, it was dark and dark, making it difficult to see through emotions.

Taosheng stretched his neck to look at the ruined duck play picture, and secretly held injustice for the master: the eldest princess was too impersonal. Begging to come back, the eldest princess tore it up without hesitation.

  Tsk tsk, how can there be such a moody mother?

  Taosheng glanced at Chi Can quietly, and thought to himself: No wonder the master has become more and more temperamental, this is the blackness of those who are close to the ink.

   "What a pity." Chi Can murmured.

  Taosheng carefully looked at Chi Can's expression and suggested, "How about you still ask the gentleman who painted this painting to make another painting?"

   "Sir?" The expression of Young Master Chi, who had always looked cold, suddenly changed, and he raised his eyebrows and glanced at Taosheng.

The sight of    made Taosheng unable to help his legs go weak.

  Young Master, your beautiful eyes are really not suitable for seeing people like this!

   A certain little servant who still couldn't resist the beauty of his master laughed dizzily: "Young Master tells the little gentleman where the gentleman is, and the little boy will do it for you!"

"You want to go?"

   Taosheng nodded vigorously to show his loyalty.

   "Don't think about it!" I don't know what to think, Chi Can suddenly laughed, his eyes touched the torn duck opera picture, and he suddenly put away his smile, his expression finally softened a bit, and said lightly, "Get a good box."

   "Ah." There was still a wink that he could be Young Master Chi's personal servant, and Taosheng quickly fetched a long box made of red sandalwood.

   Chi Can took a last look at the duck play picture and put it in a box.

   Taosheng spread his hands and waited for the young master to put the box into his hands, but found that the master got up and put the box away.

   Greeting the young servant's dull expression, Chi Can's face was stern: "This matter must not be mentioned to others."

   After he finished speaking, he paused and added, "Especially Zhu Wu and Yang Er."

   Taosheng stretched out his hand to his mouth, made a slit mouth motion, and loudly expressed his determination: "Don't say Xiaodie!"

  Chi Can: "…"

   This little servant is so stupid, and his mood is inexplicably better.

  Well, there may be a chance to find that girl to paint another picture in the future, who ruined the painting.

  On the official road in the suburbs of Beijing, a young man in white galloped on his horse. The lush flowers and trees on both sides of the road quickly retreated, as if no matter how beautiful the scenery was, he could not stop in his heart.

When    came to the corner, he suddenly jumped up from the horse and swung the long knife from his waist to a certain place.

   Accompanied by the long neigh of the white horse and the crisp collision of the sword, a black-robed man appeared beside the tree.

The white-robed young man's eyes were as black as black gems moistened by the snowy waters of the mountains, bright and clean, and fell on the face of the black-robed man who suddenly appeared, asking, "Who is Your Excellency? Have you been following along?"

  The black clothed man took back his long sword and said with a smile, "Your Excellency has misunderstood, I'm just passing by, it's just a coincidence."

  The white-robed youth's gaze fell on the hand of the black-clothed man who took back the sword, his thin lips pursed, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Jinlinwei?"

  The man in black clothes was quite surprised. Seeing that the young man in white robe looked calm, he knew that lying would make him inferior.

   "The posture of holding the sword." Shao Mingyuan calmly glanced at the long sword on the waist of the man in black clothes, "Although Your Excellency is holding a sword, the angle and position of the sword, the most suitable weapon is the embroidered spring knife."

   After Shao Mingyuan finished speaking, he took a deep look at the man in Xuanyi: "Can you explain the purpose of following me now?"

   After both the little guys caught a cold, I finally couldn't resist the overwhelming force of the cold virus, and I got sick too. Thanks to the purple-blue sea, green frost, Taosheng MO's sachet, the purple-blue sea, my love summer long 9, rain tree plum smoke, Ruoxin, bucherren, ink water reversal, I am a big Luo Jinxian, The little eye manman and Qian Mo met and rewarded the peace talisman. Thanks to the book friends who voted for the recommendation.

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