The prince acted quickly, fearing that something might happen to Nanny Zhu, so he locked her up in the woodshed.

Then he secretly sent people to the Cai family to investigate the matter about the nanny beside Queen Lu.

The emperor also started to take action.

After returning to the imperial study, he asked Eunuch Cao to paint a picture of Nanny Chang.

After Eunuch Cao finished the painting, he smiled and held it before the emperor.

"Your Majesty, I have finished the painting."

The emperor raised his eyelids and took a closer look at the painting in his hand, his face darkening.

"Can the secret guards find you if you paint like this?"

Yu Yiluo raised her neck curiously to see the painting on the rice paper and was speechless.

[Eunuch Cao's painting is too abstract. Who taught him to draw like that? I'm afraid it's not to ward off evil spirits! Mother is the best painter. The portrait she drew for me is so lifelike.]

emperor:"……"

Luo'er didn't realize that this was Nanny Chang who was beside Queen Lu. Could the secret guards recognize her?

He crumpled the painting into a ball and threw it to Eunuch Cao.

"Your Majesty, are you dissatisfied?" Eunuch Cao quickly caught the paper ball. "If you are not satisfied, I will continue to draw."

Although he said this, he thought his painting was very good. He even painted the mole on Nanny Chang's face, but the emperor was still not satisfied.

"Satisfied?" The emperor glanced at him. "If I use your painting to look for someone, won't I find a pockmarked man?"

"Your Majesty, that's a mole, not a pockmark." Eunuch Cao explained in a low voice.

Seeing him like this, the emperor remembered that he had not yet settled the score with him regarding the prince's teacher, so he raised his hand and asked him to come over.

Then he raised his hand and slapped him on the head.

"How do you think I should punish you regarding Master Chu's matter?"

Eunuch Cao straightened his hat, which had been knocked askew. Seeing that the emperor had not yet put his hand down, he said cautiously, "Your Majesty, as long as you do not ask me to clean the toilet, I will accept the punishment."

The emperor withdrew his hand, and Eunuch Cao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"You don't want to clean the toilet, huh?" The emperor snorted coldly, "Then I will do as you wish."

Eunuch Cao was delighted and so moved that he almost burst into tears.

After serving the emperor for so many years, the emperor has been very good to him.

Before he could finish feeling moved, the emperor said quietly, "Let's go clean the toilet tonight!"

"Your Majesty," Eunuch Cao said with a bitter face, "If I go to clean the toilet, what if I come back to pick up the little princess and she gets choked by the fumes?"

Yu Yiluo: “…”

Why are you still cueing her!

"Can't you clean yourself up and stop stinking people before coming back?"

......

Because Eunuch Cao's paintings were not good enough, the emperor went to Concubine Li's palace.

When Concubine Li saw her daughter being brought back, she went to greet her with a smile.

"Concubine Li, I want you to help me draw a picture."

Concubine Li smiled and asked, "I wonder what the emperor wants to paint?"

The emperor glanced at the servants around him, and Concubine Li understood and sent the servants away.

"Does Concubine Li still remember Nanny Chang, who was by Empress Lu's side?"

Yu Yiluo in his arms shuddered.

It turns out that the person Eunuch Cao just painted was Nanny Chang. It cannot be said that they are exactly the same, but it can only be said that they are completely unrelated.

[Could it be that the tyrant has discovered something and is beginning to doubt the Crown Prince's identity? As expected of the Emperor, he's even traced it back to Matron Chang. Come on, come on, you're not far from the truth.]

Concubine Li raised her eyebrows subtly and asked Aunt Zhang to prepare the rice paper.

"I apologize for my humiliation."

[Hey, mother, how can your painting be considered a show of disgrace? Eunuch Cao's is a show of disgrace. It's simply unbearable to look at, an eyesore.]

The emperor agreed in his heart that Eunuch Cao's painting was indeed ugly.

Concubine Li painted very quickly. The emperor was originally staring at the painting, but as he looked at it, his attention shifted to Concubine Li's face.

There is a reason why Luo'er praises Concubine Li all the time. Concubine Li is wearing a moonlight blue palace dress, with her delicate eyebrows lowered, and she is concentrating on painting.

She was painting, but she herself became another painting.

This was the first time the emperor took a serious look at Concubine Li's appearance.

[Tyrant, please look away. I know my mother is beautiful, but please don't stare at her. You're almost drooling.]

Hearing this voice, the emperor withdrew his gaze.

Concubine Li's hand holding the pen trembled, and the black ink fell on the painting that was about to be completed. Fortunately, there was still a chance to remedy it.

"Your Majesty, the painting is finished."

Concubine Li put down her brush and brought the finished painting to the emperor.

Eunuch Cao stretched his neck to take a look and was stunned.

The emperor glanced at him and said, "Eunuch Cao, look at Concubine Li's painting and compare it with yours."

Eunuch Cao smiled and said, "How dare I compare myself to Her Majesty Li Fei? Her paintings are so lifelike that even the painters in the palace may not be able to match her ability."

This is not a compliment. The paintings painted by Concubine Li are indeed vivid and their style is completely different from that of the painters in the palace.

"Indeed, the changes are not noticeable unless you look closely."

The emperor suddenly stopped talking and looked up at Concubine Li.

Concubine Li looked puzzled, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

"Does Concubine Li know how to restore paintings?"

Concubine Li nodded, "I know a little bit."

The emperor's tone was slightly excited. "Have you ever restored a palace music painting?"

Concubine Li thought for a moment and said softly, "It was indeed repaired. At that time, I had not yet entered the palace, and someone paid me to help with the repairs."

Because the painting was badly damaged, it took her a month to repair it. It was not because the other party paid a lot of money, but because she could not bear to see the painting full of joy destroyed.

[Are you dumbfounded? Here comes the bloody mistaken identity plot. Old Master Fang takes the palace music painting that his mother restored and tells the tyrant that it was his daughter, the then-unmarried Empress, who restored it.

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