Dressed in Chinese Clothes: Allure

Hua Chang rushed back to her bedroom in a hurry.

"Xi Xiang, help me pack my things. I want to paint the emperor."

"Now?" Xixiang asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's now." Hua Chang's eyes were firm, and he didn't mean to be joking at all.

Xixiang was puzzled by Huashang's behavior. She noticed that she was procrastinating before, but she was so active today. Did something happen?She should report to the Young Master, but the Young Master has something to do and left, if something happened to Hua Chang.This has a lot to do with it.Xi Xiang thought to herself while packing her things.

Huashang walked towards the Emperor's Palace of Qinzheng with firm steps.in the past.Every time she sees Yan Ji, Hua Chang hides whenever she can, but this time she is looking forward to seeing Yan Ji.

There was a trace of nobility from the bottom of her spirit in her beautiful eyes.The resolute expression on the beautiful face makes people worship, and even the slightly raised jaw is dignified and makes people worship.

"Xiao Huashang, with such a solemn expression, what happened?" The long-lost Qingyue voice was Luo Yiheng.

Hua Chang looked at Luo Yiheng with surprise, and suddenly she seemed to think of something again, and looked away in embarrassment.

"Young master Luo, you will scare people to death if you suddenly appear like this."

"Little Huashang, you are not so easy to scare. If you are really scared, I will make it up to you." Before the words finished, Luo Yiheng flew up again with Huashang.

"Luo Yiheng, let me down." Hua Chang screamed in panic.She really convinced him that every time she saw him, he had to fly around in the sky.

Seeing Huashang's panicked look, Luo Yiheng smiled and said, "This is the expression my little Huashang should have. The one just now was too serious, I don't like it."

"Let me down." Hua Chang didn't want others to see Luo Yiheng flying all over the sky with her. If the imperial army saw her, they might be shot down as a big eagle.

"Okay. Let you down." Luo Yiheng tapped his toes, landed gently among the branches, and moved a few steps with Hua Chang.Then to the trunk.Stepping on the solid tree trunk, Huashang suddenly felt much safer.

"Xiao Huashang, where are you going so seriously just now?"

"Go and paint the emperor."

"It's that simple?" Luo Yiheng tried to see something from Hua Chang's expression.However, he was disappointed.

"Yes, it's that simple. Take me down quickly, it's getting late. If I go late, I really won't be able to find a good light." Hua Chang urged impatiently.

The corner of Luo Yiheng's mouth curled into a slight smile, and the hand around Hua Chang's waist tightened even more.He smirked and said, "Little Huashang, children who lie will be eaten by bugs."

Hua Chang glared at Luo Yiheng angrily, and subconsciously touched the tree trunk beside him, when his sensitive fingers touched something soft.Her pretty face suddenly contorted.Suddenly, a shocking cry of ghosts and gods sounded.

"insect!"

Hua Chang's body trembled violently, and her feet slipped.Take advantage of the trend and fall down the tree.

This is an ornamental flower tree in the south, with a tall trunk, about ten meters long.Hua Chang flew straight down.Suddenly there is a feeling of throwing heavy objects high in the air.The thrilling feeling is not at the same level as that pirate ship roller coaster.

Seeing that Huashang was about to hug the earth warmly, suddenly his body lightened, and Luo Yiheng stretched out his long arms, and easily pulled Huashang back to his side.

Hua Chang stood on the ground, her legs were limp, and her body was like noodles.She was panting violently, still in shock.

"Luo Yiheng, take me to a portrait."

Luo Yiheng originally thought that Huashang would seek comfort first, but unexpectedly Huashang's first sentence was this.A dark cloud suddenly formed on Junyi's face, and he suddenly turned Huashang's body towards him.

"Xiao Huashang, no matter why you want to paint Yan Ji's portrait, I won't let you go." Luo Yiheng warned solemnly.

"Why do you control me. I admit that you helped me, I am very grateful to you, and I will repay you. However, you are not my master, and I will not obey you. Maybe you heard something, But today I have to do it, I can't escape."

Hua Chang's tone was serious and she firmly expressed her thoughts.She retreated into Luo Yiheng's embrace.He staggered away with his weak body, but his slender back was always straight.

"If I want to marry you." Luo Yiheng shouted loudly.

Hua Chang's pace slowed down, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.What is she capable of?

"Sir Luo, stop joking, I will perform my duties today no matter what."

Luo Yiheng didn't continue to stop Huashang, nor did he follow in Huashang's footsteps, a storm brewed in his charming eyes, and he seemed to be firm for a moment.

When Hua Chang came to Qinzheng Hall, Yan Ji was correcting the memorial, looking extremely serious.After seeing Hua Chang, he immediately put down the things in his hands, showing a very affectionate look.

"The Duke's wife is here. Come on, hurry up and take a seat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"The things Mrs. Guo took are novel. I have never seen a painter use such tools to paint." Seeing the paintbrush and drawing board that Huashang took out, Yan Ji was very puzzled.He began to take the initiative to ask Huashang for advice.

Hua Chang was very satisfied with Yan Ji's reaction.By diverting his attention to the painting tool, her safety was a little more guaranteed.

"Miss Huashang, what should we do." Yan Ji's voice was slightly hoarse, sounding a bit ambiguous.

Hua Chang deliberately ignored it, and calmly said, "Your Majesty, you can just sit on the dragon chair."

As he spoke, Hua Chang began to lower his head and pack up the tools in his hands.She moved quickly and did not give Yan Ji a chance to gossip.

But Yan Ji was not relentless.He stepped down from the dragon seat, quickly came to Hua Chang's side, and hugged Hua Chang tightly in Hua Chang's terrified expression.

Yan Ji is a typical minority man, with a tall stature.Hua Chang's height of 1.6 meters is like a child in front of him.He easily imprisoned Hua Chang.

"Hua Chang, don't you understand what I mean?" Yan Ji's voice was eager, as if Hua Chang was his long-lost lover.Such a warm and hasty voice was torturing Huashang's eardrums.

"Hua Chang, don't be like this, I'll give you a portrait."

"Okay, let's finish it first, and then you can draw whatever you want. Otherwise, how can you successfully draw me before you know my strong body?"

Hua Chang never expected that Yan Ji would say such a thing, and was immediately ashamed and indignant.She struggled to break away from Yanji, but it was in vain.She shouted: "Your Majesty, I am the Duke's wife, you can't treat me like this."

"Madam Guogong! So what, even Jun'er is mine, let alone you." Yan Ji's tone was frivolous, and seemed to be somewhat proud.

Hua Chang turned his head in disbelief, and a lot of thoughts exploded in his mind.Once, now.

In one day, she heard this fact twice.Once from the queen's mouth, and once from the culprit's mouth.