Why do you always rush to join me after awakening?

"How long will this posture last?"

"Hurry up, please be patient."

At this time, Ling Yunche was leaning against a huge tree, but Mr. Gu had manipulated his body so that his waist was empty. One hand was touching the trunk of the tree from behind, one leg was slightly bent, the toes lightly touched the ground, and his head tilted to the side.

This didn't seem to match what he had known before.

But I can't tell what's wrong.

"My neck is sore, maybe I should take a break."

However, Mr. Gu was so excited while painting that he would never agree to his request. He just said perfunctorily, "It's almost done! It will be ready soon."

Then, Mr. Gu took out a brush from his inner clothes, dipped the brush on the tip of his tongue, and painted non-stop like a madman. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with his work.

Ling Yunche couldn't help swallowing his saliva as he looked at Mr. Gu. It was just this small movement that made Mr. Gu stop writing immediately. His face changed drastically. He glared at him and shouted, "Don't move! Just do that movement again!"

Are all painters so crazy?

But for the sake of fame, Ling Yunche had no choice but to cooperate.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

Ling Yunche could no longer remember how many paintings Mr. Gu had drawn. He just wanted to rest quickly.

"Done! Hahahaha! Alright!"

Mr. Gu hastily put down his brush, picked up the roll of drawing paper and left with satisfaction.

"Hey! Mr. Gu, you haven't asked me to take a look yet..."

Looking around again, there was no sign of Mr. Gu.

But he, who had been working as a tool for several hours, was now extremely sore all over.

In the evening, Mr. Gu lit an oil lamp and admired today's paintings in the night sky. He kept expressing his approval and whistled from time to time to show his perfect mood.

"I didn't expect that my inspiration, which had been dry for a long time, would finally be expressed. It feels so good! Hahahaha!"

"Feel good? Bring it to me."

"who!"

Jinzhong leaned against the door with his shoulders folded, staring at him for an unknown amount of time, his eyes filled with indifference.

"The person who called you in should have already explained why you're here. Your mission is now over."

Unexpectedly, the painter now regrets and does not want to hand over the paintings.

"Would you allow me to make a copy and then give it to my father-in-law?"

Jinzhong tilted his head, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and said softly, "No."

The painter came quietly and disappeared quietly.

Night is the best time to trade.

Jinzhong held the papers in his hand, flipped through them casually, and laughed in a creepy way.

"Oh, he became crazy because of painting. So what he called inspiration was this kind of filthy stuff."

In the second half of the night, Wei Yanwan was sleeping soundly when she felt someone was watching her. She suddenly opened her eyes and met Jinzhong's smiling eyes.

Wei Yanwan complained in a low voice, "You scared me to death, why didn't you make any sound?"

Jinzhong hadn't expected that he could actually wake Wei Yanwan up. He touched his nose awkwardly and explained, "I was originally thinking of checking on Master Ling."

"After reading it, what next?"

At this time, Wei Yanwan supported her face and looked at Jinzhong sideways, then lifted the quilt. It was obvious what she wanted to do.

Seeing Jinzhong still standing there, Wei Yanwan rolled her eyes inwardly and pursed her lips, "Why don't you come in? Do you want me to freeze to death?"

"Okay, I'll come in right away."

Jinzhong took off his hat and boots and moved slowly into Wei Yanwan's bed.

Gradually, the whole person was enveloped by the unique pleasant smell of her.

Jinzhong's tense expression finally relaxed, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After a while, Wei Yanwan's hands and feet climbed up dishonestly.

Jinzhong's body froze and he didn't dare to move.

Wei Yanwan naturally lowered her head to the crook of Jinzhong's neck and said in a soft voice, "Jinzhong~ I'm cold~ Fortunately you came over hehe~"

Jinzhong left before dawn. When Wei Yanwan got up, she looked at her side and saw no trace of Jinzhong's sleep.

"Huh, you're quite thoughtful. You even sorted this out."

-

Ruyi originally wanted to go and see the fun of Fucha Langya, but in order to please the Queen, she went to find her brother Hongli first.

I didn't expect Wei Yanwan to be here too.

The moment she saw Wei Yanwan, there was no trace of happiness on Ruyi's face.

The first thing he said was a scolding, "The Emperor is already in a bad mood, and you still come here."

Wei Yanwan was speechless. "You said before that I couldn't help the Emperor and that it was you who shared the Empress Dowager's worries. Now I'm wrong to come here and enlighten the Emperor. Noble Concubine Xian, please tell me what I should do."

Ruyi stuck her tongue in her mouth and said sarcastically with a sinister look on her face, "You have a sharp tongue!"

"Oh."

She is indeed quite sharp-tongued, and Ruyi is right about that.

Li Yu, the lackey, reacted quickly and came over immediately to invite Concubine Xian in.

Wei Yanwan was too lazy to pay attention to the two of them. Anyway, her purpose had been achieved, and she could go back to play with Sister Yihuan.

"Your Majesty, Princess Hejing has agreed to marry. Why are you so unhappy again?"

Ruyi held Hongli's arm, and her pretentious tone really disgusted Hongli.

Hongli silently pulled Ruyi's arm free, quickly walked to the chair, sat down, and said to himself, "My eldest and second princesses were unable to stay. Jingse is my most beloved daughter. Even Concubine Chun's fourth princess cannot compare to Jingse in my heart."

"Everyone says Jingse is arrogant and domineering, but that's also what I spoiled her with. She's the apple of my eye. The court, the Queen Mother, and the harem are all forcing me. I almost forgot what I was thinking back then."

As he spoke, Hongli sighed lightly, lowered his head, and then he actually laughed.

Ruyi thought she had seen it wrong, but she continued to poke at her heart, "Your Majesty, Princess Hejing is a legitimate princess and has enjoyed the dignity of a legitimate princess for so many years. It is time for her to take responsibility, so it is right for her to get married."

Hongli simply glanced at Ruyi and said coldly, "Should? As the Supreme Lord, the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, my daughter can do whatever she wants. There is no need for others to tell her that this is what she should do."

"Noble Concubine Xian, I am very disappointed in you. Please go back."

Ruyi didn't expect that she would be chased back by her young man with disappointment just after saying that one sentence.

Obviously, his attitude was not like this before.

"I don't know what Your Majesty is thinking, but the marriage to Princess Jing is a done deal. Please, Your Majesty, please don't let any selfish motives get in the way, lest it chill the hearts of the people!"

Hongli's head ached after hearing this.

At the same time, a bound picture album was being sent to Korqin at full speed.