Hearing the boy's straightforward answer, Chu Yuening was stunned, and her dignified and graceful demeanor was almost broken.
How, how could there be someone with such a unique painting style?
This train of thought is a little off, isn't it?!
It's like your boss complimenting you on your ability to do things well at a drinking party, but you respond with -
"Boss, you paid me, so it's my job as an employee to do this work."
Let's not talk about how awkward the drinking scene was...
I'm afraid I'll be fired the next day for stepping into the office with my left foot first.
In ancient times when imperial power was supreme, the consequences would obviously be even more serious.
To put it mildly, he was not good at speaking and was thrown into jail; to put it more seriously, he defied the dragon's power and was happy to have a one-day trip to the underworld with all nine clans.
Ying Zheng's face darkened.
His sword-like brows were slightly furrowed, and his phoenix eyes flashed with sharp light, sweeping straight towards the young man.
I want to see whether this person speaks without thinking or disrespects the emperor's authority.
The atmosphere in the hall gradually became cold and stagnant.
Zhao Gao, who was standing by, felt a pang of fear in his heart and quickly winked at the young man.
However, his eyelids were about to cramp, and the latter still looked confused and ignorant, which made him so angry that he almost vomited blood.
Chu Yuening naturally saw the quarrel below.
She laughed to herself and then spoke to break the awkward situation.
"I've heard that you have amazing talent and outstanding abilities. I have a child who is incredibly intelligent and particularly fond of Mohism."
"Would you be willing to discuss this with him?"
The woman's voice was not aggressive, but rather gentle, as if she was asking for advice.
Lu Qi hesitated for a moment, but when he thought of the research institute he had been thinking about, he nodded and agreed.
"I am willing."
After a cup of tea, in the inner hall.
Luchi looked down at the human cub, which was not even as tall as his thigh, and fell into a long silence.
Why didn't anyone tell him...
The person you're discussing this with is a little baby who's not even a year old?!
Let’s not talk about anything else for now, just the fact that you can’t even speak, right?
Ying Jue looked up at the stunned boy, his brows furrowed.
This guy doesn't look very smart.
However, his good upbringing prevented him from showing any emotion, and he greeted him seriously instead.
"I have long heard of your great name, and I am grateful for your guidance."
When Lu Qi heard the clear and melodious voice of a child, his face was startled and he couldn't help muttering in his heart.
Oh, I miscalculated, he can actually talk.
Well...for the sake of the institute, I'll spend some time coaxing the kids.
He calmed down a little, stopped thinking about random things, and bowed.
"I am here to see you, sir."
"I wonder what you wish to discuss?"
“Although I am not as sage as Mo, I am also well-educated and knowledgeable in Mohism.”
"Sir, please feel free to ask. I will answer all your questions without reservation."
The young man's tone was full of confidence, his brows were shining, and his whole body was overflowing with the arrogance of a genius.
A pair of bright eyes add a bit of dazzling brilliance to the ordinary face.
This confident performance successfully fooled Ying Jue.
He had fewer doubts in his heart and more expectations and interest.
Then, the delicate little man put on a serious face and asked the first question in a baby voice.
"Do you know the three elements of force?"
“…”
"ah?"
While the two were arguing fiercely, the outer hall was quiet and peaceful.
Ying Zheng dismissed all the palace maids, held his wife in his arms, whispered to her, and enjoyed a rare and pleasant moment.
The two of them were very close, their bodies tightly fitted together, making it almost airtight.
Chu Yuening sat sideways on the man's thighs with her hands on his chest. Through his thin clothes, she could feel the man's even hotter body temperature.
Fortunately, there were enough ice basins in the corners of the hall, and white mist rose up and filled the air, making it very cool.
So even though the two of them were so sticky together, they didn't feel hot.
However, when Chu Yuening caught a glimpse of the majestic and domineering dragon throne, some inappropriate play suddenly popped up in her mind.
She was suddenly distracted and her face turned yellow.
Ying Zheng stared at the white jade earlobe that was turning pink, and opened his half-closed phoenix eyes, taking in the woman's shy appearance.
He looked worried. He lifted the chin of the girl in his arms and placed his cool lips on her forehead to feel her body temperature.
"Why is Yue Ning's face so red? Is it because of body heat?"
"...Ahem...It's a bit hot. I'll sit over there."
Chu Yuening's eyes were vague and she coughed twice, trying to hide her shameful thoughts.
She supported herself on the man's strong chest and struggled to stand up.
But how could Ying Zheng be willing to give up the beautiful girl in his arms?
He tightened his arms around the woman's waist, leaned over and kissed her lips soothingly, his deep voice a little hard.
"I ordered some ice."
"No need, Jue'er and the others should be coming out soon."
Chu Yuening has always had poor self-control when it comes to beauty, so she decided to stay away from temptation for the time being.
Hearing the firm refusal, Ying Zheng pursed his lips, and his long, thick black eyelashes drooped, casting a shadow on his eye sockets.
It was only a cup of tea later, and the two people in the inner hall had probably just started talking.
So...why did Yue Ning use such a lame excuse?
Could it be that Yue Ning is tired of herself?
Chu Yuening didn't know the man's deep thoughts, but seeing his drooping eyebrows, she could see that he was unhappy.
She smiled helplessly, put her arms around his neck, kissed him twice on the lips, and acted coquettishly with a sweet voice.
"Okay, A Zheng, let's stick together again tonight."
Ying Zheng looked intently into those beautiful eyes, which were as clear as autumn water, shimmering with light, and the endless affection contained in them had not diminished in the slightest.
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