After traveling through time, she still led the villagers to make money as a county magistrate

"I have already made arrangements and will ensure that your Highness completes his mission."

Huang Jing, "Is it Mengchun who arranged this?"

Xian said, "Yes, Master ordered me to do as I was told."

"That's what I like about you." Huang Jing said with a smile.

"But why are you doing this?" Xi'an pondered for a long time, still unable to understand why his master would arrange for someone to seduce Prince Qi. Prince Qi was favored, but she had no son after all. Not to mention a son, there wasn't even a mistress in the mansion, so there was no way she could threaten his position. Since he couldn't figure it out, he might as well ask directly. His master was kind and wouldn't blame him.

"Don't you think the emperor's uncle is too pitiful?" The prince winked at Xi'an.

Poor thing, my Lord! You call the rich, handsome and unattended Prince Qi pitiful, he also wants this kind of pity... Xi'an silently mourned for himself in his heart, the same person but different fate!

"Yes, it's pitiful." Xianmian put on a sympathetic expression. Although he didn't know what was pitiful, he still had to follow his master's footsteps closely.

"Think about it! He's old and doesn't even have anyone to take care of him. Since he doesn't want to, I, as his nephew, can't help but think more about him..."

Xi'an pressed his lips into a line, his confusion growing even more intense. You claim to be thinking about Prince Qi, but then you shouldn't have arranged for a girl from Lanyue Tower! Aren't you afraid that Prince Qi will find out and cause trouble for you? What nephew would arrange for someone like that for his uncle?

"I know that it's not fair to arrange for the girl from Lanyue Tower, but a normal girl wouldn't do such a thing as flirting with others. Besides, I chose him after careful selection..." Huang Jing took out a scroll of portraits.

"open to take a look."

Xi'an took the picture and opened it with a half-believing and half-doubting look, "Your Highness, what do you mean by this?"

"Does she look like Mengchun?" asked the prince.

Xian carefully observed the painting in his hand again, "You won't believe it, you won't believe it, the eyes of the person in the painting are really similar to Mengchun's."

"I took this painting out from the Emperor's uncle's house. You don't know that half of the paintings in the Emperor's uncle's study are of this woman. It turns out that those who say they don't want to get married and have children all have a woman they can't reach in their hearts.

Thinking about it this way, he felt so lucky. He and the Crown Princess had been childhood sweethearts, and they had a pure and innocent relationship. When they grew up, they fell in love with each other. Just this year, they got married and lived in harmony.

This person! After getting the sweetness of love, he wants to meddle in other people's affairs.

"Your Highness, can you give me this painting? I can help Mengchun get closer to this direction." Xian quietly looked up at his master.

The prince put the painting away and said, "I can't give you this painting. I begged and borrowed it from my uncle, and I have to return it to him tonight. Can't you paint? I'll spend the afternoon painting this."

"Ah..." Xian's eyebrows were twisted into a straight line.

"What? Here, take it." The prince put the scroll in Xi'an's hand.

"Remember, take good care of it. I will return it to you tonight."

"Oh."

Xi'an opened the painting and examined it. "To be your guard, one really needs to be versatile. Not only does one need to be able to fight, but also to be able to paint. Oh, that's not right! When did I ever tell Your Majesty that I could paint?"

Xian turned and looked at the prince in confusion.

"Just...just what we said last time, have you forgotten? Business is important, just start painting! Don't worry about such details." The prince said with a wry smile.

"I, the prince, have important things to attend to, so I won't bother you with such trivial matters." As he said this, the prince was about to walk out.

When they reached the door, the guard suddenly realized what was happening and shouted, "I'm painting here, who will protect Your Highness?"

"This prince has plenty of guards around him, just arrange one more."

Xian began to wonder in his heart, it seems that I am just redundant, one more and one less doesn't make much.

"But you are the only guard who can paint, so you are very important to this prince." The prince said at the right time.

"Okay! I promise to finish the painting in the afternoon. Prince, you can just focus on your work." Xian said happily.

The prince let out a long sigh as he walked out of the door. "Fortunately, this prince is smart and knows how to control people."

……

dark room

Mengchun took the scroll handed to him by the man

"Open it and take a look." the man said.

Mengchun carefully opened the scroll, and a scent of ink filled her nose, making her feel relaxed and at ease. Seeing the person in the painting, she asked, "Who is the woman in this?"

"The one Prince Qi loves." Xi'an answered without hesitation.

Mengchun was surprised. Prince Qi actually had a woman he liked. Then why did he remain single for the rest of his life? With his background, wealth and looks, if he liked a woman, he would probably be eager to get close to her.

Could it be…

"Master, this girl has passed away..." Mengchun asked.

Dead? How the hell did a guard like him know if the woman Prince Qi liked was still alive? But it was likely that she was dead, otherwise no woman could withstand Prince Qi's relentless pursuit.

Xian nodded, "You need to look 80% like her, and you will get twice the result with half the effort."

"Yes……"

Mengchun handed the scroll to Sun Yun and said, "See if you can transform me into this look."

Sun Yun unfolded the scroll and looked carefully at the figure on it, thinking, "Why does it look so familiar?"

"Can it be transformed?"

Sun Yun came back to her senses. "The transformation is fine, but it will take some time to imitate the spirit."

"Shen Yun? Can Shen Yun be revealed in just one picture?" Meng Chun was puzzled.

“Naturally, in painting, the spirit is primary, and the appearance is secondary, and this is especially true of imitation.”

"Then tell me, what is the charm of this portrait?" Meng Chun asked with interest.

Sun Yun spread the portrait on the round table, holding her chin in her hand and said thoughtfully, "She looks cold and aloof, but there's a hint of liveliness in the corners of her eyes. It just doesn't look like she was painted from a real person."

"What was the portrait painted towards?"

"Painted in reference to another portrait."

"Wow, you know a lot, little girl. But I don't know the origin of this painting."

At this time, Xi'an, who was being criticized, sneezed twice and thought to himself, who is missing him today? It's definitely not the prince.

"It's not difficult to imitate the coldness, but this coldness is accompanied by liveliness..." Sun Yun glanced at Mengchun and shook her head.

"What do you mean? I can't even act as a woman." Meng Chun got angry.

She has been playing the role of a good child to her parents since she was young. It can be said that acting is a basic skill she has had since she was young.

"Okay, I'll do your makeup according to the one above first, see if it works for you."

"Okay." Mengchun clapped his hands and said.

"As long as I can complete the task given by the master, anything is fine." Meng Chun muttered softly.

"But why do you want to look like the one in the painting?" Sun Yun asked while drawing her eyebrows.

"I can't say this. Meng Chun replied

"There's one thing I've always found strange."

"explain."

"You are a girl here, but why haven't I seen you take any...jobs?" Sun Yun still felt that the word "ke" sounded bad, so she changed it to "huo".