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After receiving the news that King Qi was about to go on an envoy to Sanmiao, Ning Chen ordered people to search strictly at the gates of each city, and report immediately if there was any trace of King Qi.

Qiu Wenshu actively ran to Ning Chen's side every day, to teach him how to draw and listen to news from King Qi.

There was no news of King Qi for a few days, but Ning Chen made some small achievements in Gongbi painting, and Qiu Wenshu patiently taught him several techniques.

Ning Chenmao was under Qiu Wenshu, listening to his short and steady teaching, couldn't help squinting at him.

Poetic and literary, Qiu Wenshu has the unique temperament of Jiangnan talents, but he is very proud, always looks indifferent, seems difficult to get close to, and always keeps a certain distance from others on weekdays.Although he never boasted, the word "pride" is completely branded in his words and deeds. People who have no money in their stomachs will always feel ashamed in front of him.

So when he had the patience to teach Ning Chen to paint, Ning Chen always felt that he was unique to him.

"Brother Qiu, this king can be regarded as your closed disciple."

Qiu Wenshu's perfunctory "hmm" came from the elegant and comfortable Dongci room.

"Then why don't you just accept this king as a disciple?" In that case, he is the only one who can enjoy this kind of treatment. Isn't it really unique?

Qiu Wenshu paused his hands, the ink dripped on the rice paper, he peeked at Ning Chen embarrassingly, and met Ning Chen's captivatingly beautiful eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ning Chen asked.

Qiu Wenshu's heart was pounding, he tried his best to regain his sanity, and he pursed his lips and replied, "My lord, qualifications are not acceptable." This apprenticeship is not just for fun.

Ning Chen's face darkened, he turned his head away from looking at Qiu Wenshu, and penetrated the back of the paper with ink.

Qiu Wenshu couldn't help but remind him to pay attention, this kind of painting is not beautiful, but when painting an eagle, you can use ink like this. Ning Chen's chest rose and fell, and two words came out from his thin lips: "Idiot."

"You..." Qiu Wenshu frowned and looked at Ning Chen. "My lord, what's the matter?"

Seeing his innocent and bewildered face, Ning Chen lowered his head again, gritted his teeth and said, "Idiot."

Qiu Wenshu pointed at Ning Chen angrily, he is an idiot again, this time he got it right!Ning Chen was the only one who scolded him for being stupid since he was a child!

"Why, you can beat around the bush and call me stupid, but can't I just scold you directly?"

"I'm just telling the truth, but you—" Qiu Wenshu's fingers trembled, Ning Chen closed his eyes and glanced, and opened his mouth fiercely, "Ah! Stop, stop! Yuan Chen! Ning Chen!"

In fact, Ning Chen's bite was neither light nor heavy, but Qiu Wenshu had never been bitten like this before. He stretched out his hand to push, and Ning Chen simply grabbed his waist, using that kind of force that he could not resist at all.

The more he struggled, the tighter Ning Chen's bite was, the wet and hot nibbling, entwining and licking with a sense of punishment made him fantasize.The more seriously Ning Chen bites, the angrier he gets, the more Qiu Wenshu feels that his thoughts are dirty.

Qiu Wenshu hurriedly begged for mercy: "I was wrong, don't do this again."

Only then did Ning Chen let go, and stared at Qiu Wenshu from bottom to top, Qiu Wenshu hastily passed with his hands behind his back, his wet index finger curled in the palm of his hand, he kept rubbing it, and there was a fire somewhere on his body.

"How about it? Don't be angry with me for calling you stupid?"

"of course not!"

Ning Chen stood up, Qiu Wenshu coughed a few times, pretended nothing happened and turned around to fetch the book from the soft couch: "You should scold people to the point!"

"Oh? Like?"

Qiu Wenshu glanced back at Ning Chen, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and said, "It's insulting to be polite." After saying that, Qiu Wenshu turned his face away in shame, and sat on the soft couch.

Ning Chen looked at Qiu Wenshu in amazement, frowning and thinking hard about something, when he saw those ridiculously red ears and Qiu Wenshu's stiff sitting posture, he seemed to be pacing over consciously.

"Brother Qiu, what were you thinking just now?"

"..." Qiu Wenshu was ashamed and ashamed, and was thinking of how to say it tactfully, when there were hurried footsteps outside the door, and after a while, a general came in carelessly, and Ning Chen turned his eyes, and the fierceness in his eyes called Qiu Most of the charm in Manjusri's mind faded away.

If Ning Chen knew what he was thinking just now, then he would be the next person who was hanged on the city gate to die violently because of coveting Ning Chen's beauty!

Qiu Wenshu still had lingering fears, the general lowered his head in fear, and saluted Ning Chen respectfully.

"what's up?"

"My lord, someone ran to the mansion to ask for help, saying that King Qi was imprisoned by bandits, and begged my lord to bring 1 taels of gold to the rescue."

When Qiu Wenshu heard this, he immediately looked at Ning Chen nervously. Ning Chen stood up straight and said with his usual expression, "Understood, let's go down."

"Yes." The lieutenant bowed silently and retreated.

Qiu Wenshu stood up anxiously and said, "My lord, when do you plan to leave?"

"Where are you going?"

"Save, save King Qi."

Ning Chen smiled, and asked, "Save King Qi?"

Qiu Wenshu gradually frowned, and Ning Chen looked at him calmly, and said, "If the news is true, the bandit's actions are just what I like. This king originally planned to imprison King Qi here, and after the Sanmiao peace talks are over, he will personally Send him back to Qidi."

Qiu Wenshu doesn't understand political matters at all, as long as King Qi is safe, he dare not raise any objection wherever Ning Chen wants to imprison King Qi, but——

"But now, King Qi is being imprisoned by bandits, bandits, if not, money, tearing up tickets, what should I do?"

"What am I doing?"

"He, he is your eighth brother."

Ning Chen sneered, and said nonchalantly: "Not a sibling, not a brother."

Qiu Wenshu looked at Ning Chen in astonishment, and quickly lowered his head in understanding.He is willing to spend a lot of money to buy a pair of calligraphy and painting, but he is not willing to spend 1 taels of gold to protect the life of King Qi.Isn't this Ning Chen, profit is paramount, life is like paper.

Qiu Wenshu hurriedly bowed to Ning Chen, turned around and strode out.

Ning Chen's face changed slightly, he followed a few steps, and quickly retracted the leg that had stepped on the pedal restraintly, a trace of sadness flashed across his face, and then hid under his icy mask.

"where are you going?"

"Qiu was once favored by King Qi, so naturally he must find a way to save him."

Qiu Wenshu lifted the curtain and left, just passing by Meng Guan, Ning Chen coldly told Meng Guan: "Keep him close, don't allow him to leave Zhu Mansion for half a step!"

Meng Guan looked at Qiu Wenshu who was going away, then at Ning Chen who never stepped out of the room, and hurriedly took his orders and left.

After arranging this matter, Meng Guan hurried back to Ning Chen's yard. Ning Chen was practicing calligraphy with his right hand, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows seemed to be covered with frost.

Meng Guan said: "Your subordinate will 'invite' Mr. Qiu to live in the west wing room, and order a few soldiers to watch day and night."

"En." Ning Chen said coldly, "The bandit incident is very likely to be fake news. You can't relax your vigilance in the search of the city gate. It is very likely that King Qi got involved in it and wanted to get away with it."

"Yes."

"Go down."

Meng Guan, who had just learned the ins and outs from Qiu Wenshu, hesitated to speak.

As the sun was setting, Ning Chen raised his eyes and saw that Meng Guan was still standing there, and asked coldly, "What are you still doing here?"

"My lord, why did you say those things to Mr. Qiu?" Meng Guan couldn't help but said bitterly again, "You tell him that the news is fraudulent, so you need to think carefully about it?"

After finally coaxing him to my side, now I drive him away, why bother?It's not difficult at all to pretend to be a good person by saying a few words on the scene.

Ning Chen gritted his teeth and said, "This king is not happy."

"Why?"

"He must know who this king is."

Meng Guan looked at Ning Chen incredulously, and said, "My lord, just keep him by my side for fun, you don't want to..."

Halfway through the conversation, Meng Guan realized that he had overstepped the distance, and hastily changed the subject: "This subordinate is afraid that he will be the same as before and won't get along with you again. Didn't you put a lot of thought into making friends with him?"

"That's good, don't worry about it." Ning Chen looked down at his words falling on the painting that Qiu Wenshu taught him, and the thick and heavy ink covered the light painting strokes, "This king will never Rare."