After traveling to a country where women are king, I abandoned my husband and children

Gof dragged a huge piece of fiberboard from the warehouse and secured it.

She carried out buckets of paint, black, brown, blood red... It was as if endless negative emotions exploded and finally formed a terrifying monster.

Eyes that looked like whirlpools, a twisted nose, and a mouth that looked like an endless black hole...

Greed, lust, jealousy, and anger flow and manifest in it like swollen rivers.

Gofu picked up a bucket of light grey paint and splashed it on the painting, then sat down to wait for the paint to dry. However, her brain was working at high speed, her eyes focused on the unfinished painting, and she made precise calculations and pre-sets in her mind bit by bit.

You Niang brought the food and she took a few bites and put it down.

Seeing her own princess standing in front of the painting as if she had lost her soul, You Niang was almost going crazy with anxiety, and she just kept asking Tan Xi who had rushed over.

"Where's the eldest prince? Where's Miss Zheng?"

Tan Xi pursed her lips and said, "I can't get through to the eldest prince on the phone. Miss Zheng is not in Yaojing. She said she will be back soon, but she probably won't arrive until the evening."

Zhuang Jingjing silently picked up the empty paint buckets and used brushes on the ground, feeling extremely guilty.

She should have gone to the wedding with the princess. How could she think that there would be no danger in an ordinary person's wedding?

Why don't he take a vacation at any time? He is not there when the princess needs him.

"Mom, Miss Yu Jun called." At this time, You Rong hurried over.

You Niang frowned slightly, "Why did she call?" She felt heartbroken when she thought about how her own princess endured leaving the banquet hall before calling the police in order to protect her best friend's wedding.

Fortunately, Lu Yao happened to run into him, otherwise his princess would have suffered so much!

"Didn't you see the news on the media platform?" You Rong said, "She said she wanted to come and visit the princess."

You Niang wanted to refuse, but she swallowed the words back.

She walked up to Ge Fu and asked, "Princess, Miss Yu Jun wants to visit us, what do you think?"

You Niang repeated it several times before Ge Fu seemed to understand what she meant and said, "Tell her to come back later and tell her that I have something to do."

You Niang wanted to persuade her a few more times, but Ge Fu changed his paintbrush and devoted himself to his creation again.

At night, it started raining outside. I thought it would stop in an hour or so, but the rain got heavier and heavier, and finally thunder was heard.

Ge Fu, who had been persuaded by You Niang to put down his paintbrush, stood there in a daze for a moment, but then picked up the paintbrush again.

Works that are too one-sided cannot stand up to scrutiny. Perhaps the extreme may bring a sense of impact, but works that cannot be explored in depth cannot become classics.

therefore……

Two blushes appeared on Ge Fu's cheeks, as if she was a girl who had found her favorite toy. She ran to the warehouse with shining eyes and dragged out a pile of light-colored paints.

Sin!

Why does it have to be now when there is no other place for a thunderstorm?

You Niang was a little furious.

Lu Yao stood by the window somewhat uneasily. The garden under the thunder and lightning had lost the beauty and exquisiteness it had during the day. The night seemed to cover up all the beauty.

He opened WeChat and found that most of the messages were sent by Zhang Junjie.

[General, I went to Bajiao Hutong to investigate as you said. The real Mr. Jiang had died a long time ago, but was replaced by Jiang Yongjie.]

[The old lady with lung disease was an innocent passerby, and was probably taken advantage of by Jiang Yongjie.]

[Yuwen's weirdo must have been called by Jiang Yongjie, that old bastard! ]

……

He should have organized and analyzed this information carefully at this time, but he didn't know why he couldn't concentrate at all.

When I clicked into the circle of friends, the first message was still from Ping Haofa.

It was a photo of a thunderstorm, with a comment underneath: I feel sorry for our princess.

What does it mean?

Did something happen to Ge Fu again?

Thinking of what Ping Hao said at noon that Ge Fu went to Lefang Pavilion, Lu Yao finally sighed, found an umbrella from the entrance, opened it, and rushed into the rain.

The rain was too heavy, the wind was strong, and the umbrella he was holding was not big enough, so he was already mostly wet by the time he got halfway there.

Before he entered Lefang Pavilion, he noticed that the lights on the third floor of Lefang Pavilion were on.

——That is Goforth's studio.

Are you still painting at this time?

When You Rong came down from upstairs, she saw Lu Yao taking the towel handed to him by the maid and wiping the rain off his body.

"Why is he here?" she asked, pulling the maid beside her.

The maid was stunned. "I don't know. Maybe she is here to look for a book?"

This kind of weather?

You Rong curled her lips.

Lu Yao happened to see her, dropped his towel and strode over, asking, "What's wrong with her?"

what?

Although the princess does have some problems now, but... this person should not be in a position to manage it, right?

Seeing her puzzled expression, Lu Yao took out his phone and pointed at the post by Ping Haofa and asked, "What does this mean?"

"..." You Rong said helplessly: "Shouldn't we ask the person involved?"

The life and death of the princess was uncertain, and the servants in the princess's mansion were terrified. That's why, even if Ge Fu, the person involved, forgot what happened, they would never forget it.

Lu Yao glanced at the stairs and asked, "Can I go up and see her?"

So positive?

You Rong was stunned.

If it were usual, she would definitely stop him, because their princess didn't like outsiders to disturb her when she was painting, but now...

"Come with me." You Rong led the way.

When Lu Yao arrived, Ge Fu was leaning forward slightly, concentrating on retouching a painting, and was unaware of his arrival.

You Niang and the others noticed his arrival, but they had no intention of entertaining him.

"The princess has been painting for nearly twelve hours."

"Yeah, I didn't eat much of the meal before."

"I only drank half a bowl of soup for dinner, and you said you were full."

……

Listening to the worried conversation between Tan Xi and Zhuang Jingjing, Lu Yao also understood what was going on. He walked up and snatched the paintbrush from Ge Fu's hand.

“Stop drawing!”

Suddenly, You Niang and the others looked over here.

What a warrior!

It took Ge Fu several seconds to realize what had happened. She turned to look at Lu Yao.

Lu Yao frowned, "Your eyes are bloodshot, yet you're still trying to be brave."

Gofu lowered his head and took out a new paintbrush from the toolbox.

"I said stop painting!" Lu Yao snatched the paintbrush from her hand again.

Ge Fu wanted to get another one, but this time Lu Yao predicted her behavior and reached out to press the lid of the toolbox.

"You..." Ge Fu looked at him steadily, tears gradually welling up in her eyes.

Cried?

Lu Yao was so frightened that his body froze. He put down the paintbrush in his hand helplessly and said anxiously, "Don't cry!"