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Chapter 10 - Picking out the Bone from the Chicken's Eggs

"…" Duanmu Yan.

"It's too thick!"

Duanmu Yan frowned: "Is it sparse or thick?"

"Don't you have eyes of your own?"

Duanmu Yan pouted, she looked down at the ink stone, after looking for a long time, she still could not find anything wrong.

"Isn't it fine?"

"I feel really good about myself!" Gong Shengrui smirked, held up the brush and tapped it on the ink stone: "Try using your own hands!"

"If you want to try, then go ahead. Why are you being so fierce!" Duanmu Yan muttered, and extended her fair fingertips as she poked at the bottle of ink stone, "Yi! It seems to be a little hard! "

"No, it's not. It's very hard!" Gong Shengrui corrected him ruthlessly.

"It was you who said it was too thin. That's why I added so much ink!" Duanmu Yan's face was full of shock, it's definitely your fault.

Gong Shengrui scoffed, "Only idiots would blindly find excuses!"

"You dare to call us idiots?" Duanmu Yan frowned.

"So even you yourself know that you're stupid. Otherwise, how could you be the perfect match!"

"You …" Duanmu Yan fumed and subconsciously raised her hand to wipe away the hair on her face. She did not realize that her fingers, which were covered with ink, would be touching her fair cheeks.

Not long later, her fair and clean cheeks finally turned into a big cat amidst her quick and quick movements.

The corner of Gong Shengrui's eyes twitched, and he silently lowered his eyelids.

"Scoundrel!" "Let me tell you, I'm not stupid at all!" Duanmu Yan who had finally pulled back all the hair on his face said solemnly.

Gong Shengrui raised his eyebrows and asked, "So?"

"I will definitely finish preparing the inkstone!"

"I, I, look forward to it!" After throwing down those words, Gong Shengrui no longer bothered with Duanmu Yan, and quickly went through the pile of memorials.

One hour later …

Gong Shengrui put down the last imperial report in his hand, looked up, and a peaceful sleeping face entered his eyes.

He could sleep like this?

Gong Shengrui frowned, he stared at her for a moment, then lifted his brush to draw a few lines of beard on his ink-stained face.

"Since you're a flower cat, how can you lack a beard!"

"My Lord!" The minister that you wish to meet is already waiting in the great hall … " Feng Ji reported, but when he saw the figure crawling on the table, he was startled: "... Why is Emperor here? "

Although he did not see her true face, it was not difficult for Feng Ji to guess her identity from her attire.

Gong Shengrui looked at the beard on her face and was surprised at his childish action. He threw down his brush and stood up: "Let's go!"

"My Lord!" Emperor is asleep! " Feng Ji reminded her.

"So?"

"If I catch a cold, I'm afraid it won't be easy!" Feng Ji observed the situation and was extremely curious, didn't the Emperor not like it? Why was he sleeping beside the Lord?

Could it be that in the time he had been gone, something had happened that he did not know about?

Gong Shengrui left and paused for a moment. Looking back, he saw the beautiful figure sleeping on the table, after muttering to himself for a moment, he took off his cape and covered her with it.

Seeing that, Feng Ji swallowed his saliva, his pupils unknowingly enlarging.

Master... What kind of excitement was this?

How did he suddenly become so amiable? No, that's not right. She was so gentle and considerate …

Feng Ji secretly pinched his thigh, causing him to grimace in pain. Determining that he was not hallucinating, Feng Ji deeply felt that in the time he was gone, something unknown must have happened. Otherwise, why would his master cover him up like that?