Young Miss Yu
The misfortune of Chan li

Author pov

Chan li stood in front of the master, currently the emperor was in a very unfavorable mood, just as Xi Lin could so much bear to forcibly take the scroll on his stairs, he said, and and immediately opening the scroll, Chan Li had just arrived at the palace and instantly obtained a deadly gaze from the emperor

"My brother" Xi Lin said softly as he stared at the painting in disbelief, the three of them were currently in the emperor's study, Chan Li was just waiting for his punishment

"Explain" Xi said slowly, he still did not want to believe, was too long watching to make his brother forget himself?, and chose to become the emperor's love rival?, and he was still not willing to be his brother?, please, he is tired of dealing with the strange behavior of the emperor, do not add more

"What else do I have to explain, your majesty?, Xi lin?, I only keep what the empress gave me, I do nothing" he said resignedly, the gaze even worse than a sword, this aura of intimidation made him want to just die,

"The empress who gave him?, is it that close?, to giving a painting?" Said the emperor with great emphasis, Chan li shivered in fear, who would have thought that a painting made an emperor search so wrathfully

"Your Majesty, I just follow the wishes of the empress" Chan Li said a little nervously, not lying

"By keeping this painting" said the emperor with great emphasis, Chan li bowed his head deeply, if not forcibly so Chan Li would never have dandan like a young lady, he was the personal bodyguard of the emperor, he was a disdainful and honorable figure, but was instantly helpless when faced with the miss throw from the Yu family, wasn't it a little pathetic, though, if he does not think he will not only get the emperor's tantrums, he will also get the disappointed face of his lover, and he does not want it until it happens

"Hamba in your noble forced, believe me, servant has served you since young I will not dare to be your noble love rival" Chan Li said in despair, he had tried to explain since then, but no one believed, even Xi Lin had so much heart to make things worse, he would really die after this

"Do you have to believe?" Said the emperor slowly, he could not accept if there was someone who kept the painting of his empress, moreover his own confidant, he would know if Chan li could not betray him, he only felt annoyed when he saw that another man could see his empress from a short distance away, whereas he?, himself had to be locked in the palace, Xi lin firmly forbade him from leaving the palace, said the court official, the poison that was in his body more often relapsed late this time, and again the Empire's matter was a little troublesome

"Let the servant explain it noble, after that you can punish the servant" said Chan li softly, afraid?, of course he, he does not want to die young, he has not married Ming ji, he did not want to die young, he also did not have seven cute children with Ming ji, as he could just die

"Indeed like that should be" The emperor said in a flat tone, Chan Li sighed softly and began to tell his bad story, Chan Li took a slow breath and began his story, saying, until a few moments later the story is over

"This really makes it difficult for me" Chan Li said

The flashback

Yu expert did not even think that if Ming ji got a lover of this species, he had thought innocently that Ming ji got a man who was more fun, a little chatty but?, he thought that?, as no one else knew the human heart, Yu Ahli seemed to be sighing softly

"Miss, look at the general so pretty in his blue dress, don't miss the so cute Bou Zi in that pink dress" Ming ji said, jumping in joy, he even ignored the gloomy faces of the four beautiful men, they were even made a laughingstock of the current vapilium servants of Yu Expert

"Don't miss mister Xio bai who is so haughty in his red-styled dress, and mister Chan Li?, so awesome, they look like demon queens and ice fairies" said another servant, Yu Ahli only chuckled at the soft comments from the servants, and well in fact it was true, Xio bai and Chan Li were characters who were perfectly suited to it

"Let's go" said Ming ji leading Yu Ahli slowly towards the chair that had been prepared, they would take out a painting, which showed the four beautiful women were sitting so gracefully

"When you see them become like this, feel it, who told you to make things with me" Yu Ahli said with a happy smile, and Chan Li also took part in this, if not for her stupid old man, Yu Ahli could not be considered pregnant and ended up with all the prohibitions that thicken it

"You show me the best smile you've got" I said to the beautiful men

"You're a little bit too much miss" Xio Bai protested as much as he could make it like this, the other three men were certainly very eager to protest but did not have enough guts

"You" Yu Ahli looked at Xio bai with sparkling eyes, he was as if betrayed by Xio bai,

"A little bit" said Ming ji again, seeing no one defending him, Yu Ahli chose to cry loudly, playing a drama like this was a little disgusting, but also imagined

"Huee, I just want your paintings, I just want to see you guys become young ladies, you guys bully me, I better just die" Yu said Dramatic Expert, all the eighths persuaded the lady, while the dead one held back his laughter, he did not expect it to be truly disgusting

"Disperate your anger, miss, Xio Bai was just joking, isn't that right?, we all love to wear these clothes" General Fu said, choosing to make a sound, his nona was angry at the two maids, ah not actually all of them, it's just that the lady's heart might be a little flushed when Ming ji says if he exaggerates, and he had to dare to open his voice impossible he relied on Chan Li who was a stranger, while Bou Zi?, he even enjoyed his current appearance

"really?" Said Yu Expert looking at General Fu

"Yes, now let's smile" said General Fu, and after the painting so of course they got their share they were not allowed to refuse, if you think that Yu Ahli invited one painter then you are wrong, Yu Ahli is a rich man, and certainly not six dong painters, there is no potocopian in this era