Manager Wang smiled and said, "Miss Ye waited for a moment."

Ye Jingning nodded, "Okay, thank you, General Manager Wang."

"Miss Ye, you are the sister of the princess, and you have a noble status. This is what our family should do." Manager Wang immediately told the servants to prepare the pen, ink, paper, ink, ink, and paintings.

Ye Jingning's expression on his face became slightly stiff after listening to Mr. Wang's words... Because he is Ye Qingyan's sister, he is so noble in his status?

Soon, the drawing table was prepared, and there were also pens, ink, paper and inkstone on it.

Ye Jingning touched the painting of the golden nanmu. His tentacles were as smooth as silk. The golden nanmu grain was natural and elegant. It was completely different from ordinary nanmu. It is worthy of being the royal tribute wood.

Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are also top-quality. If it were in Ye's Mansion, she would have collected these treasures and would not be able to use them easily. And these are very ordinary things in Jiuwang Mansion.

But Sister Wu can use these every day, which is really enviable.

I picked up my pen, looked at a blue trumpet not far away, and started painting...

As I was painting, I suddenly felt that the surroundings were extremely quiet. Although it was quite quiet just now, there was inevitably a rustling sound of servants walking around, and now there was no rustling sound.

After Ye Jingning finished drawing a petal of a shark flower, he raised his head.

Then she was stunned, as if time had stopped. Only the man like a ban was left in her eyes, the exiled man next to the painting table.

The deep phoenix eyes as deep as jade are radiant under the sunlight, and they are complemented by the white jade python crown of the purple gem. They are beautiful like poetry and picturesque, making people forget their breathing.

The breeze blew by, wrapped in a blue trumpet petal, blew on her thick and pretty eyelashes, and she was shocked to her mind, and then she saluted in a panic, "My daughter Ye Jingning, I have seen Your Highness Ninth."

With a low look, she saw the densely embroidered texture of auspicious clouds and python dragons on the dark clothes of mantle purple silk. She couldn't embroider this texture yet, and she needed a master-level embroiderer to do it.

"Miss Ye Qi's paintings are of a unique interest." Xiao Changqi looked at the painting on the drawing table. His brushwork was slightly weak, but his painting style was lively and his aura was complete. If he could persist in painting, he would definitely achieve something.

"Your Highness is absurd, it's just that my daughter is scribbling around." Ye Jingning's childish cheeks were red, and even the snow neck was red, making him shy.

"Cough~!"

At the entrance of the garden, Ye Qingyan coughed heavily and said with a smile: "When did Qimei come?"

Then he scolded the waiting general manager Wang Leng Yan, "How can I let my sister blow the wind in the garden? If there is a cold wind, you don't have to stay in the palace."

Mr. Wang knelt on the ground with a 'pop', "Grandmaster forgive me, I will never dare to do it again next time."

"Next time?"

"No, it's because the slave said the wrong thing, and I slapped my mouth." After that, he slapped his mouth.

Ye Qingyan's face cleared a little, "Forget it, go prepare lunch and eat more meat. My sister likes to eat meat."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, now." General Manager Wang got up from the ground, then bowed to Xiao Changqi again, "The yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes."

During the whole process, Ye Qingyan was very strong, completely different from his weak appearance when he was in Ye's mansion. Ye Jingning's head was completely stuck, and he stared at Ye Qingyan with an extremely strange look, as if he didn't know her.
Chapter completed!