The Reborn Concubine Returns

Chapter 196: Inking

There is no progress on both sides, and it is the end of the new year, so I can only put this matter aside and concentrate on the New Year's affairs.Yuwentai is the most special emperor since the millennium, not because he is young, but because Yuwentai's harem is truly unprecedented.No matter how much he loves the court and the people, and the emperor is not close to wine, there are at least a few concubines in this palace, but in Yuwentai's palace, he can't find even a little red flower.That magnificent harem repair is just like playing there, it's not practical at all.

If the harem was not mentioned, Yu Wentai was still not angry. As soon as the harem was mentioned, the resentment in the little emperor's heart would turn into a white mist and come out from the top of his head.Turning his head to stare at the smiling culprit, the little emperor clearly saw the threat wrapped in pampering from the narrow fox eyes.Unfortunately, the little emperor was very cowardly, and the culprit squinted his eyes, and the little emperor's flamboyant intestines disappeared in smoke, and he shrank his neck and walked away as if nothing had happened.

Situ Jing still had the same smile on his face. Seeing that the little emperor retracted his claws before he got angry, Suo Suo shyly retracted them, pretending that nothing happened. Situ Jing's bent fox eyes The smile was almost overflowing.

Gu Qingping looked at it a few more times, and knew that Yu Wentai hadn't made much progress here, so he stopped running into the palace, and the martial arts training ground outside the city had just taken shape, so there was no need for Gu Qingping to spend his daily life like before. They all have to practice.Therefore, at the end of the new year, Gu Qingping suddenly felt free.Yu Wentai's pressure was not tight anymore, but Gu Qingping was not used to the sudden vacancy.

After breakfast in the morning, Bai Qingran naturally walked towards the desk and began to practice calligraphy.On the other hand, Gu Qingping held the black teacup and looked at Bai Qingran for a while, and after practicing calligraphy, he was stunned and didn't know what to do, so he could only put down the black teacup in his hand that had already bottomed out.Adjusting the smile on his face, he walked over to Bai Qingran who was concentrating on practicing calligraphy.Helplessly, Bai Qingran is in a very good state of practicing calligraphy today. She has been concentrating on fighting with the Langhao brush in her hand, obsessed with pen, ink, paper and inkstone and cannot extricate herself.He didn't notice at all that Gu Qingping had walked around him several times.In the end, the helpless Gu Qingping had no choice but to go around behind Bai Qingran, and hugged Gu Qingping, who was still writing, into his arms.

The consequence of being so reckless and self-romantic is that Bai Qingran's writing copybook, which is about to be completed, is stained with a thick black ink blob.As expected, Bai Qingran's complexion turned as dark as that black blob at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only did he not feel how romantic Gu Qingping's behavior was, but an unknown anger surged into his heart, and he didn't even turn his head. He raised his hand and smeared it on Gu Qingping's face.

During this period of time, Ruyue has been busy with the New Year's affairs in the mansion, besides daily life, she can spare time to take care of Bai Qingran, and there is almost no one in the rest of the time.Bai Qingran was also quiet, so he didn't ask Ruyue to arrange for some girls to come over. Besides, he was not a young master who needed to be waited on everywhere, so he did small things like grinding ink by himself.It's just that when rubbing ink, some ink will always be spilled, and Bai Qingran's hands are naturally not spared.As for Gu Qingping's face, he could imagine the tragedy by himself.

Thanks to Bai Qingran's blessing, Gu Qingping is not idle now, holding a towel, facing the mirror with the hot water, and began to wipe his face like a bruise left after being punched hard. Mobs like dark circles.

After Bai Qingran finished writing the copybook slowly and picked it up to dry, he remembered that there was another Gu Qingping whose face was covered in ink just now.Bai Qingran put down the copybook, turned around, and saw Gu Qingping, an over eight-foot man with a girdle waist, was holding a snow-white towel or handkerchief to the small brass mirror, wiping it carefully. The ink on his face was just pasted on by him.

Gu Qingping's cautious appearance was really funny, but Bai Qingran burst out laughing unkindly.Originally, the room was silent, but Bai Qingran's laughter was not too soft, it startled Gu Qingping who was so absorbed in wiping the ink on his face, that his subordinates inevitably exerted more force.Put your hands down again, well, it's a mess again.

Gu Qingping also suppressed his petty temper, and continued to focus on fighting against the ink on his face, so arrogantly turning his head away from Bai Qingran who was behind him.

Bai Qingran shook her head helplessly. Does this idiot know that he can clearly see his arrogant little expressions in the mirror?However, it was indeed a bit heavy for him just now, Bai Qingran sighed and put down the copybook in his hand.Smiling, he moved behind Gu Qingping, and just thought of putting his hands on Gu Qingping's towel to wipe him off, but he really couldn't bear to see that big fool rubbing his face clumsily.

But he didn't expect him to give Gu Qingping a change of hand before he even touched the edge of Gu Qingping's towel, so that he avoided it.

Bai Qingran raised his eyebrows like Moran, hey, this kid still has a temper.

When Gu Qingping dodged away, he was really happy for a while, but after thinking about it, he felt that he was hitting the road to death.I originally made my little ancestor unhappy because of the little prince, but now the relationship has finally improved, and I finally have some free time to spend with my little ancestor in the mansion. years.This time it was better, I didn't get any benefit, so I was covered in fishy smell.

But Bai Qingran didn't show anything on his face, he still smiled and took out the handkerchief from his arms, dipped some hot water in the basin in front of Gu Qingping, and gently helped Gu Qingping wipe his face.

It's just that the more gentle Bai Qingran is, the more groundless Gu Qingping's heart becomes. It's fine if his little ancestor has anger on his face. This ancestor's ability to hide his emotions and anger is getting better day by day. Well, what I think in my heart can't be seen on the surface at all.This is what Gu Qingping is most afraid of.

As expected, as expected by Gu Qingping, the dirt on his face was cleaned up by Bai Qingran in less than a moment.Gu Qingping was just about to smile all over his face and talk to Bai Qingran who was wiping his hands.

It's just that the little ancestor of his family didn't seem to be interested in what he said. His brows and eyes were slightly raised like a fine brush drawing, full of careless laziness, and his thin white fingers slowly twisted the stained hands. Sipa finally wringed it dry, picked it up in front of her eyes, and flung her thin lips lightly.

It's over, it's over, it's over now, seeing his little ancestor's appearance, Gu Qingping knew that he was going to die this time.