Your Highness, You Stole My Heart+Extra Story

Although Peng Ji was their master, she never treated them harshly. On the contrary, the master asked them to learn what they were interested in. Those who loved martial arts invited experts to teach them, and those who loved literature invited a gentleman who was full of poetry and books. The master's kindness to them is as heavy as a mountain.

When the master said that just now, they all felt the master's heaviness and displeasure.

They are such good masters, why do these bad things always come to their door.

After Meihua went to do some business, Zhuxiang was left alone, and she refilled tea for His Highness peacefully.

Peng Ji is quite used to such a quiet environment, "Zhuxiang, do you think I'm not likable from birth? Otherwise, why would my mother and concubine leave me early?"

Zhu Xiang was terrified, but after all, she had been with her master for many years, so how could she be afraid of where she would go, "How could Your Highness think so, in Zhu Xiang's heart, His Highness is the best person."

Peng Ji laughed a couple of times, then stopped talking.

How can she be the best person, if she is good, why is there no one close to her.

No, she is different now, she is no longer alone, she is married, she has a son-in-law.

Peng Ji murmured, "Yes, I still have a son-in-law."

It was like a telepathy, as soon as she finished speaking, Fa Yi came over.

Seeing Fa Yi at this moment, Peng Ji felt that the person in front of her was very close. She got up and approached Fa Yi, then hugged Fa Yi and leaned her head on her shoulder.

Fa Yi was flattered, and overjoyed, he hugged the person who threw himself into his arms.

"Your Highness, what's the matter?"

No matter how happy he is, Fa Yi is still sensitive to the depression of the person in his arms.

"I just found out suddenly that I have a son-in-law." Finally, I have someone who cares by my side. "That's why I really want to hug my son-in-law."

The dependence in her words made Fa Yi's heart soften, and he hugged back a little harder.

Zhuxiang lowered her head, wishing she could bury her head in her neck.

The eccentric master didn't say anything about letting him back down, probably he had already forgotten about himself as an eyesore.

"The prison wine belongs to His Highness, and His Highness can hold it for as long as he wants."

I don't know which tendon was touched, Peng Ji raised her head suddenly, and finally remembered Zhu Xiang beside her, "Zhu Xiang, you should go get ready right away, I want to paint."

Zhuxiang responded, and stepped back as if relieved.

Fa Yi was a little curious, she wrapped her arms around Peng Ji's waist without letting go, and met her eyes, "Why did Your Highness get interested in painting?"

The woman in front of her eyes showed some tiredness, and she was still a little worried. The matter of Emperor Jin Cheng, His Highness thought it was not something that could be easily passed.

But His Highness no longer took the initiative to mention this matter, and it was impossible for her to mention this sad thing again.

After thinking about it, Peng Ji raised her head and tapped Fa Yi's lips. The kiss was light and fast, but extremely intimate.

"Your son-in-law knows that Bengong once worshiped under Master Liu Xu and became his only disciple in his later years. I only learned six points of the master's skills, but the portrait painting is better than blue." Peng Ji For some reason, she really wanted to paint, and she really wanted to draw Fa Yi down and keep it well.

For her, painting is something that can be easily owned, so she urgently wants to paint Fa Yi.

In fact, there is always a voice in her heart saying, it is impossible for a son-in-law to stay by your side, if you can't keep this person, this person will leave you like a concubine.

She didn't know if it was because of her, or if Fa Yi never made a solemn promise that she would stay by her side for the rest of her life.

On the contrary, the two had said earlier that Fa Yi would disappear in Jingzhou on the day when the great cause was accomplished.

Peng Ji wanted to ask for a promise, but in the end she didn't say so, she just wanted to keep her in the painting.

She wanted to learn painting at the beginning because the memory of her concubine mother was getting weaker and weaker in her mind. She was afraid that one day she would forget her concubine's face.

Fa Yi asked in disbelief, "Your Highness, do you want to paint prison wine?" Painting portraits is better than blue, so who would the portrait be if it wasn't him?

Pengji pushed Fayi lightly, turned impatiently and went to the door to open the door, facing Zhuxiang who was followed by a few maidservants, who were holding things in their hands, Pengji Ji Zi recognized those paper pens and paints.

She went back to the room, took Fa Yi's hand, and turned around in the room, muttering, "Where should the son-in-law stand?"

Fa Yi was excited with her, cooperated with her, and no matter why she suddenly wanted to draw herself, Fa Yi knew that she only needed to follow His Highness and coax His Highness.

No rational reason is needed.

In the end, only the screen used to cover the inner room could be used, so Peng Ji asked someone to accompany the screen by the window, and asked Fa Yi to stand in front of the screen.

She stepped forward to straighten Fa Yi's clothes, looked at the smiling Fa Yi, and smiled, "The son-in-law just stands like this, and it looks pretty tight."

Fa Yi smiled even more, "Then I will thank you, Your Highness." Even though Peng Ji was laughing, she felt that His Highness was not happy at this moment, and that smile clearly didn't reach his eyes.

The emotion in her eyes was obviously lost and sad.

But so what?Since His Highness doesn't want to mention it, then I don't know anything.

Peng Ji's statement that green is better than blue is not conceited, her movements of writing and writing are smooth, and her eyes become focused and serious from the moment she writes, and the portrait is completed in just two quarters of an hour.