lcionline Chapter 83 You are as handsome as Pan An!
Chapter 83 You are as handsome as Pan An!
Murong Jing's expression softened somewhat.
What do you wish to paint for me?
Seeing that he had indeed fallen for this trick, Su Mowan chuckled inwardly, but said seriously, "Of course I'll paint you, Your Highness! You are so handsome, with the bearing of a dragon and the grace of a phoenix, as beautiful as Pan An, and extraordinary in your bearing! Who else should I paint if not you?"
"..."
His Highness the King of Qin was a little uncomfortable with the sudden praise. He coughed slightly and said, "Go ahead and paint if you want."
"Of course... I really want to paint! Your Highness, just wait to receive my masterpiece, no money required!"
Su Mowan sometimes felt that although Murong Jing was a bit dull and didn't like to talk much, he was quite interesting when teased.
For example, right now, Murong Jing's ears were a little red, he didn't look at her, and he said "Get some rest" before heading towards the door.
Su Mowan stared at Murong Jing's back for a long time as if she had discovered a new continent, and only looked away when he had completely disappeared from sight.
Murong Jing had just left when Qinghe burst in, making a ruckus.
Seeing her lying peacefully on the low couch, he immediately felt a bit disappointed: "Consort Su, why did you let the Prince leave?"
"I didn't let them leave."
Su Mowan smiled innocently, "His legs are his own, I can't stop him even if I want to."
"No, you're just letting the Prince leave like this? Such a good opportunity—"
"Yinshuang! Where is she? Get Qinghe out of here! I'm sick of hearing this!"
Yinshuang entered expressionlessly, winked at Qinghe, who blinked innocently, and the two went out together.
Once the two left, Su Mowan started thinking about serious matters.
She took out her brush, ink, paper, and inkstone and began to budget the costs, estimate the construction date, make plans for Xiaoxiang Biying, and address the issue of the brush.
The most difficult problem to solve was the pen. She couldn't make a fountain pen or ballpoint pen in ancient times. Writing with a chicken feather was fast, and the characters were relatively thin and didn't take up much space, but there was a problem: the ink would dry very quickly.
She decided to leave that aside for the time being.
She plans to build a new multi-purpose building, housing clothing stores, jewelry stores, and calligraphy and painting shops, each occupying a floor, so that it won't feel crowded or cluttered.
And there are two more advantages.
First, it facilitates management. She no longer needs to run around to different streets in all directions, and several shopkeepers in one building can learn from or look after each other.
Secondly, it is beneficial to business development. People who come to buy jewelry may also look at clothes, or young men who come to look at calligraphy and paintings may bring their girlfriends to browse jewelry, thus promoting hidden consumption.
Fortunately, building a three-story building in the capital doesn't cost much money. I learned from Feng Yue that it would only cost 10,000 taels.
After calculating it this way, she only had less than 20,000 taels of silver left, so she had to postpone her plans with Xiao Xiang Bi Ying.
Su Mowan finished writing the cost budget, and it was already about eleven o'clock. She glanced at the painting hanging on the wall and was about to call Qinghe to bring in water so she could wash her face and go to bed.
Just then, a pure black kitten suddenly leaped onto the windowsill.
Its amber eyes stared straight at her, and it meowed, sounding somewhat aggrieved.
Su Mowan's eyes flickered, and she beckoned to the kitten.
"come over."
The kitten seemed to understand, and actually raised its front paw, but hesitated to take the first step. Su Mowan called out to Yinshuang.
Yinshuang is always at your beck and call.
"Consort Su, what is it?"
Su Mowan pointed to the bright-eyed kitten on the windowsill, "Bring in some food to coax this little thing."
The kitten remained motionless on the windowsill until Yinshuang brought in some thin porridge, at which point it raised its little head, its amber eyes darting around.
Su Mowan held the small dish of porridge in her hand and waved to the little creature. This time, the little creature was no longer afraid and nimbly jumped into Su Mowan's arms.
Yinshuang opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything and just stood there watching with her hands hanging down. Qinghe, who came in with water from behind, shouted when she saw this.
"Consort Su, how did this cat end up here with you?"
Su Mowan stroked the little head in her arms; the fluffy texture was very soft. "Look, it came in through the window."
Qinghe approached with a look of surprise.
She also wanted to reach out and touch the fluffy head, but the little thing seemed to sense it and immediately raised its head, bared its teeth, and barked.
"Go away, you don't want me to touch you?"
Qinghe awkwardly withdrew her hand.
The little creature lay in Su Mowan's arms, sticking out its little tongue to lick the porridge in the small dish. Qinghe and Yinshuang watched from the side. After about half a cup of tea's time, the little creature finally stopped eating, raised its head, and even yawned.
Qinghe asked excitedly, "Consort Su, is it telling you it's sleepy?"
"I don't know if it's sleepy or not, I only know that it's not eating."
As Su Mowan spoke, she handed the small plate in her hand to Yinshuang: "Put the plate in the kitchen first, and then take this little thing to the east courtyard across the street."
Yinshuang silently took the plate, but Qinghe, who was standing to the side, objected.
"Consort Su, why send it back? It came here on its own. Maybe it just didn't want to stay in the East Courtyard, so it ran away from home!"
Su Mowan yawned.
"If you don't want to give it away, you can take it to your room."
"This……"
After hesitating for a while, Qinghe finally made up her mind and said, "Then let's send it away. It would be troublesome if it got lost in my hands."
At Fenghua Palace, Feng Yue was reporting to his master.
"Master, it has been sent over."
Murong Jing stopped writing. "What's going on?"
"Consort Su called the kitten inside and even fed it."
Upon hearing this, His Highness the King of Qin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "From now on, we'll keep it in Huangfeng Garden."
"But……"
"how?"
Murong Jing's voice suddenly turned cold.
Feng Yue secretly broke out in a cold sweat: "Consort Su has already had Yinshuang send the kitten back to the East Courtyard."
Feng Yue was having a headache.
It was clearly his master who asked him to deliver the cat, but he wouldn't let him show up, only saying he'd deliver the cat and leave. And now, Consort Su has already given the kitten away again.
Murong Jing remained silent for a while before finally saying, "Since you've seen them off, you can leave now."
"Yes."
Feng Yue bowed and withdrew.
Meanwhile, Su Mowan, who had just washed her face and was getting ready for bed, looked up and saw the little thing curled up on the headboard. She immediately said to Yinshuang, who was about to leave, "Didn't I tell you to send it away? Why is it still here?"
Holding a basin of water, Yinshuang pondered for a moment, then said expressionlessly, "I left it at the entrance of the East Courtyard and left. Perhaps it just likes you, Consort Su, so it came back."
Su Mowan: "..."