After a half-hearted meal, while his memory was still fresh in his mind, Gofu spent half the day in the studio continuing the painting he had unfinished in the morning.

In the evening, looking at the painting in front of her that was roughly completed but would still take a few days to finish, she couldn't help but shook her head.

"Is the princess dissatisfied?" You Rong was squatting to see if the water tank in the dehumidifier was full. Seeing this, she couldn't help but ask curiously.

As Ge Fu slowly washed his brush, he said regretfully, "I painted it in a hurry."

You Rong didn't understand. Her princess often acted on impulse like this and had never said such words before.

"The spirit and charm that should be there are not shown in the painting." The reason why she wanted to paint the other person was certainly because she was moved by the other person's unparalleled beauty, but it was definitely not just the appearance, there was something inner that she had overlooked.

Or should you get to know the other party better before taking action?

Ge Fu shook her head and thought, forget it. In fact, she seldom thought about painting portraits. She was afraid that if she really understood them, she would no longer have the desire to paint.

In fact, for a moment she thought that the other person was a general, but she quickly laughed at herself for having an overly vivid imagination.

However, the imagination of artists has always been boundless. Compared with Mr. Shi Naian, who wrote the story of Wu Song fighting the tiger based on the scene of the farmhand chasing away the yellow dog, what I have done seems to be nothing.

But perhaps because of that wavering moment, the final work... didn't look quite right.

When Zhuang Jingjing came over, Ge Fu had already packed up the painting supplies and You Rong was cleaning the floor.

——Ge Fu didn't like outsiders coming to the studio, so the cleaning of the studio was often done by herself, You Rong and her daughter, Tan Xi and Zhuang Jingjing. Ordinary maids were not allowed to go to the third floor of Lefang Pavilion.

"Princess, please look at these. They were found on the unconscious man." Zhuang Jingjing handed over a bag.

It wasn't that they were searching on purpose, it was just that the blood from the man's wound had stuck to his clothes and they had to take them off.

Ge Fu opened the bag and found an ID card, a mobile phone and a passport inside. She picked up the passport and opened it, "Lu Yao, Jinglong Country." As expected.

but……

She asked: "Have you verified its authenticity?" It's not that this thing cannot be faked.

"It's verified, it's true." Zhuang Jingjing said, "Uncle Ji used to work in the police station for a few years. I asked a friend to help him check the system. There is indeed such a person. He came to Yaojing to work about two years ago."

"Come to Yaojing to work?" Ge Fu was puzzled.

What can a man do if he goes to Yaojing to work?

"Serving as a bodyguard for a rich young master, many sophisticated families would not hire female bodyguards for their sons, as they are afraid that female bodyguards will take away their sons' souls. Male bodyguards are paid very high, especially those from Jinglong Country, as they are bigger and more courageous." Zhuang Jingjing is very clear about the market situation.

Ge Fu didn't expect there was such a secret behind this, and asked again: "Then can you tell where the wound on his body came from?"

"Although they are serious, they are all wounds caused by sharp weapons. There are no gunshot wounds," Zhuang Jingjing replied.

Since there are no gunshot wounds, we can basically rule out any involvement with the military or police.

In other words, it is very likely a private fight.

"Princess, do you want to call the police?" Zhuang Jingjing asked.

Gofu opened the window. The influx of fresh air made the smell of turpentine in the studio much lighter. She let the wind mess up her hair and asked casually with her eyes closed, "What did he say?"

Since it is a private matter, it is naturally up to the other party to decide whether to call the police or not.

"He's been given anesthesia, but he's still not awake." Zhuang Jingjing helped You Rong put the oil paints against the wall. "I came here to ask you, where should we put him?"

The Hengyang County Princess's Mansion has a professional operating room, which is a tradition of the Ge family. After all, they are a family with generations of military service, so they are willing to spend effort on this aspect. In the past, there was a family doctor who was always on standby in the medical office next door. When Ge Fu came, the rules were changed, and the family doctor only needed to be on standby by phone.

Therefore, Lu Yao's surgery was performed directly in the operating room of the mansion by calling his family doctor.

Ge Fu thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to the nearby Long Garden and find a servant to look after it."

"What about the medical expenses..." Zhuang Jingjing hesitated.

"Just ask him to pay the price." Ge Fu said uninterestedly, "Send him away when he's almost recovered." She didn't like having strange men in her house.

Unfortunately, Beiyuan is now isolated, and it is not convenient to send people there.

Luo Yaosen's first reaction when he regained consciousness was not to open his eyes, but to listen carefully to the movements around him.

Just then, a servant and a maid walked in one after another.

"When will this young master wake up?" the maid asked in a low voice.

"Almost. He will wake up in about half an hour." The servant's voice was very low.

"Then let's help and clean up the corners first." The maid whispered.

Although Long Garden is looked after and cleaned regularly on weekdays, since no one lives there, the maids are inevitably lazy. It looks clean at first glance, but a closer look reveals that the corners are rather messy.

The two men began to clean the place diligently, and Luo Yaosen, who was hoping to get some intelligence, naturally got nothing.

But for now, there seems to be no danger.

"Thank you very much. I'll help you sweep the yard when I'm free someday." When they were almost done cleaning up, Ping Hao thanked Ge Xiu.

After watching Ge Xiu leave, Ping Hao put the mop bucket back into the cleaning cabinet, washed his hands and went into the bedroom.

"My dear, are you awake?" Seeing that the handsome young man lying on the bed had opened his eyes, Ping Hao hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Would you like some water? I'll pour you a glass of water."

A glass of water was handed to him. Luo Yaosen was indeed thirsty, so he began to drink it in small sips.

While drinking water, he looked around. Above his head was a simple dark gold chandelier. At the end of the bed were two small mahogany square tables placed side by side, a camel-colored double sofa, and a Chinese soft-padded armchair. On one small square table was a gourd-shaped flower-gray vase with two peach blossoms in a staggered pattern; on another small square table was a set of tea sets with a tray, and underneath was an elegant gray-blue patterned mat. Above the bedside tables on both sides were Chinese flower and bird paintings, which complemented the Chinese table lamps underneath.

He didn't know much about decoration, but he could tell that the owner of this house had good taste.

After drinking the water, he handed the cup back and asked, "Did your master save me?"

"Yes." Ping Hao smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth. "This is the Hengyang Princess's residence. Your injury was treated by my princess. You must be grateful to her."

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