Ji Xingyu is not idle these days.

Newcomers to the Imperial Guard, like a stone falling into the lake, causing waves. Ji Xingyu, who broke into the Guards in the name of punishment, met quite a few people in it and made a few close friends.

Until the emperor inspected the imperial guards and found that Ji Xingyu had been mixed into it, his face suddenly changed and he was driven out.

Ji Xingyu went back to find his friends in the Imperial Guard, and found that they were silent and alienated, and immediately understood everything.

A wry smile came to his lips, Ji Xingyu no longer thought of anything else, and fulfilled his duties, putting the matter of the civil official's remote adjustment on the agenda.

When Mu Huan learned of the heroine's plan from the system, the whole person was about to explode.

If the hostess is far transferred to become a civil official, yes, the task does not need to be completed, just declare failure!

Mu Huan was sorrowful, avoiding the protection of the hostess and went to visit the hostess's grandmother's house the next day.

Find another way to seek help from the heroine's grandparents. According to the plot, the heroine's grandparents' family provided a lot of resources when the heroine was down. This allowed the heroine to cheer up.

As soon as the news came, the Yu family and his son, who had just returned from the early morning, were quite anxious.

Yu's father tempered Yuhui's thoughts and let him take the lead to go out and drive.

But Yuhui was a little confused, and the princess Suihe, who was in favor of Beijing, suddenly came to visit, leaving him at a loss as to how to deal with it.

"His Royal Highness, you came here suddenly to..."

Yu Hui had not come into contact with such a noble woman, and the question was out of place, and Yu's father next to him stared at him several times.

It was a rare opportunity to give him a performance, but he didn't expect this child to be so straightforward!

Can you say this in question, isn't this a princess is not welcome to come!

"Houzi is rude, please forgive your sins. Your Highness can come and make the shabby room splendid!"

The old man kept bragging, Mu Huan listened embarrassed. He waved his hand embarrassedly, "Needless to say, my palace is just here to inspect and leave soon."

As soon as these words came out, the Yu family and his son breathed a sigh of relief, and they finally felt less nervous about Mu Huan.

Mu Huan knocked on the side and chatted with the Yu family and father and son, and learned that the hostess's grandfather's family was still in a weak position in the court, he couldn't help but sighed deeply, with nowhere to start.

The power of the maternal ancestors is now weak, the Ji family is declining, and the heroine is under great pressure. No wonder there is the idea of ​​a civil official's far-reaching adjustment.

She had to help the hostess think about it.

But before he came up with a thoughtful way, he arrived at the birthday banquet of His Majesty the Emperor. Mu Huan recalled the gift that Princess Suihe had given before, and he simply painted and gave it this time.

She is pretty good at painting, and the emperor will not dislike the paintings sent by his sister, so let's do it like this.

It's just that when it was finally completed, it fell into a bottleneck period. Xiaoju looked at Mu Huan's melancholy and suggested that Pei Yang come over and give pointers.

With an idea, Mu Huan hurriedly asked Pei Yang to come over. After all, Pei Yang occupies the position of Tai Fu, it is impossible not to give her students a face.

When Pei Yang arrived late, Mu Huan waved his hand quickly. After a while, remembering that this was ancient times, he put his hand down, looking a little embarrassed.

It wasn't until people came to that Mu Huan recovered the indifferent calmness before and informed Pei Yang of his difficulties.

"I want to paint the hazy feeling, but something is always missing."

"You help me see."

Mu Huan is distressed. She has experienced many ancient worlds. Although her calligraphy is not good, her paintings can be regarded as small achievements.

But compared to Pei Yang's paintings like this, these are nothing.

Pei Yang walked over and glanced at the paintings on the desktop, and a slightly surprised look glanced over the girl's delicate face.

Unexpectedly, the arrogant princess had a good painting skill, although in her eyes this skill was a bit simple, but it was already considered a good existence among ordinary scholars.

She simply walked over, stood behind the girl, circled her, and at that moment Mu Huan moved a little unnaturally.

Then I think that everyone is a woman, and there is nothing to avoid.

Pei Yang's eyebrows were slightly bent, and she held Mu Huan's wrist and exerted force.

"This stroke should be more heavily outlined, and the edges of the colors should be clear and smooth to reflect the hazy fog."

Driven by Pei Yang, Mu Huan found that his hand seemed to be endowed with spirituality, with a hazy poetic touch in every stroke. The feeling was indescribable, falling in the air with a kind of arrogance in his grasp.

Seeing the indescribable things emerge from the tips of his fingers, Mu Huan's eyes were stained with joy, and the trivial light exploded from his eyes, and Pei Yang smiled.

"You are amazing! I feel that I painted well!"

"Chen just modified the princess's paintings slightly, it was the princess's original idea."

The pale blue forest was floating in the morning mist, and a small deer leaped from the forest by the stream. His pair of black eyes were bright and energetic, just like a beautiful and dynamic woman around him, elegant and elegant.

Mu Huan sighed quietly, thinking that the woman with a poem and a poem in her belly had no role in the original plot, and she was a cannon fodder, so she couldn't help but feel sorry.

The cannon fodder passers-by generally did not end well. I remember that in the plot, the emperor's sword was slanting forward, and he tried his best to reform the court, and changed batches of courtiers. I don't know if Pei Yang is in it.

While saving the heroine, he might be able to help a talented civil servant like Pei Yang.

Pei Yang didn't know what Mu Huan was thinking at this time, but found that the people around her had been staring at her for a long time, and her cheeks became slightly hot, avoiding her sight.

After all, she has been an official in the court for several years, and she has never seen anyone stare so intensely, and she has a rare shame on her mind.

Mu Huan turned his head to see Pei Yang's ruddy ear roots and slightly hot face. He couldn't help but be surprised: "The Taifu feels hot, how can his face be so red?"

"..."

Pei Yang's black eyes flickered, and she avoided the topic.

"His Royal Highness, it's getting late, the minister should say goodbye."

"Don't, where is the hour early in the dog days outside? My face is so red, and I lie down and go out again, maybe I will get the heat."

Mu Huan stopped her and called out Xiaoju to prepare mung bean paste, leaving Pei Yang abruptly.

Poor Pei Yang had never been so entangled before, and was at a loss for a while, and the whole person was there and let her make arrangements.

It wasn't until the mung bean paste was brought up, that the refreshing coolness filled the whole body did not return to his senses.

Why is the devil born? Generally let His Royal Highness arrange it, which is strange.