It's not cold anymore.

After painting these, she still had to sweat on her forehead.

"Yes." Shaoyin responded, then put the spice bucket within reach, picked up the brush, and bent over to paint on the ground.

Pei Jiufeng was quite interested, standing aside with her hands behind her back, watching her actions.

The palace people lined up with a wink, and illuminated the area with lanterns, so that Shaoyin could not see clearly and draw mistakes.

Once you make Pei Jiufeng unhappy, not only Shaoyin will die, but these ill-considered palace people will also be buried with them.

The front of the hall was empty, and the moonlight fell calmly, and the light reflected by the lanterns was enough for Shaoyin to see clearly.

There was not enough paint in the small bucket, so Shaoyin secretly instructed Huihui to add more. Pei Jiufeng was excited at the moment, but he didn't pay attention to the issue of whether the paint was enough or not, and Hui Hui did not add enough at one time, but added a little bit, which was inconspicuous.

After painting for most of the night, finally finished a painting of the abyss.

At this time, the sky was already bright. Soon the courtiers will arrive.

Shaoyin put the brush into the depleted bucket, raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, looked at Pei Jiufeng and said, "Your Majesty, fortunately not to be humiliated."

Pei Jiufeng had already stood far away.

Since the beginning of the abyss, the dark painting that seemed to devour people's souls made him know that it was fake, and he no longer approached it.

At this moment, looking at the exquisite and magnificent giant graffiti by the slight sky light, the young man's eyes lit up.

"Okay." After staying up all night, his clear voice became hoarse, "Gu is very satisfied."

Shaoyin bowed her head softly, bowed and stood aside.

"Go down." Pei Jiufeng watched the abyss graffiti and waved to her without looking up.

"Yes." Shaoyin said softly and left with a small bucket, intending to catch up on sleep.

And Pei Jiufeng not only drove Shaoyin away, but even the palace people who served him personally.

He stood in front of the hall by himself, looking at the abyss graffiti with fear and fondness, his eyes twinkling.

Not long after, a courtier appeared on the square in front of the hall, and Pei Jiufeng then retracted his gaze and hid behind a corridor.

The courtiers arrived at about the same time.

Almost 80% of the courtiers came at the same time.

More than a hundred people appeared in the square in front of the hall, like sesame seeds scattered on white paper, which were inconspicuous.

It was not until they gradually walked up the steps and came to the front of Xuanming Hall that they became crowded.

"What, what is this?!"

Someone saw the graffiti in front of Xuanming Hall, and asked tremblingly.

"what?"

"Ah! Something happened to Xuanming Palace!"

"What time is this?!"

The graffiti was so lifelike that it made people feel like they were there. The ministers didn't realize that it was fake.

When there are more people, there are those who are good at danqing, see some signs, take off his boots and throw it forward!

"boom!"

The boots landed on the ground.

silence.

silence.

"Actually, it was actually drawn?" Someone asked in surprise.

"Who painted this?"

"This man is so brave!"

When everyone was excited, Pei Jiufeng, who was hiding behind the pillar, appeared.

A slight smile appeared on the face that had always been sullen.

He was born stunning, and this time he was in a very good mood, his smile dispelled the haze, and the glow of light made him even more stunning.

The courtiers were stunned.

There are even a few people who are obsessed.

This is one of Pei Jiufeng's characters.

He looks beautiful.

But as beautiful as he is, he hates his own beauty as much.

In the script, the heroine is not obsessed with him, she only looks at him with admiration, the eyes are clear and clear, which makes him take a high look.

Correspondingly, the obsessive expressions of the courtiers angered him.

The smile faded abruptly, and he regained his former sullenness and violence, and even blood gleamed in his eyes.

Slowly walking towards the ministers, his voice was as cold as a poisonous snake spitting out a letter: "How does Aiqing feel about being alone?"

Several ministers shivered.

Who didn't know that the emperor showed this expression just because he wanted to kill?

Trembling and trembling, he said cautiously, "Very, very good?"

"Gu's face is only worthy of the word 'extremely good'?" Pei Jiufeng suddenly lowered his face and said sullenly: "Have eyes but no pearls! What's the use of it!"

The minister was heartbroken!

Immediately afterwards, I heard Pei Jiufeng shout: "Come here! Goug out the eyes of the Marquis of Jinyang!"

"Your Majesty, spare your life!" The Marquis of Jinyang shouted.

Others pleaded for mercy, but to no avail, the tyrant never listened to persuasion.

He looked at another minister again: "Marquis of Wu'an, how is it that you were born alone?"

The Marquis of Wu'an trembled, his voice trembling violently: "Gather the color of the world! Gather the brilliance of all phenomena! No one can match it, words can't describe what happens!"

"The tongue is like a reed." Pei Jiufeng said lightly, "Is it not pleasing to others to argue. Come on, pull out Marquis Wu'an's tongue!"

With a buzzing sound in his head, the Marquis of Wu'an hurriedly knelt down and wept, "Your Majesty forgives your sins! Your Majesty forgives your sins!"

Pei Jiufeng didn't even look at him, then looked at another courtier.

The minister's face was dripping with sweat, how dare he say anything, only to see the devil walking towards him with red eyes, he rolled his eyes and fainted!

"Hey!" Pei Jiufeng smiled contemptuously, "With such courage, are you also worthy of being my minister of Chen State?"

With a stern expression, he shouted, "Someone! Pull down this man with a wine bag and rice bag and behead him!"

The adult wasn't pretending to be dizzy, he was really frightened.

So ignorantly, he was dragged down and beheaded.

It was useless for other courtiers to plead for mercy.

Sad and desperate.

At the time of the last dynasty, several officials advised against further conscription. There were very few young and middle-aged people in the country, and no one cultivated the fields. Go out and play the board.