Portrait?

What portrait?

What evil idea is this devilish girl going to come up with next!

Looking at Jiang Kang'an's doubtful and wary eyes, Jiang Zhiyu said coquettishly.

"Oh, it's a maid from the palace before, named Yurong, you've seen her before!"

Jiang Kang'an thought about it carefully, but couldn't remember who Jiang Zhiyu was talking about.

After all, the most numerous people in the palace, apart from the concubines, are the maids in each palace.

He shook his head slightly.

Jiang Zhiyu was so anxious that he stood on tiptoe.

"She is... a little maidservant in Concubine De's Guangyang Palace!"

"Why can't I remember, my stupid brother! I'm the little palace maid who was punished by the Emperor because I accidentally bumped into you at the palace banquet!"

[If it weren't for this, how could that disgusting Second Prince have held a grudge against you for so many years?]

[But it's also the fault of the dog emperor. He beat that maid to death without asking any questions...]

[Just because I bumped into my big brother, you say he's greedy for power and has a treacherous heart!]

[But my eldest brother also pleaded for her, but the bastard emperor insisted on saying that we must not encourage such perverse trends... He made my eldest brother hate him so much! The bastard emperor!!]

Jiang Kangan and Jiang Sulan listened with bated breath.

Each one was more shocked than the other.

Jiang Sulan didn't know that something like this had happened before.

But Jiang Kangan was shocked at how Zhiyu addressed His Majesty as... that!

Even if it is what is in your heart, it is really treasonous!

What if someone finds out?

He adjusted his facial expression and asked in a calm tone:

"Zhiyu, why are you asking about the maid's portrait?"

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes turned like windmills, and he said something nonsense:

"Ah... just today in front of the emperor, I heard Eunuch Fuping talking about this person, saying that she was pretty! I was, I was curious..."

[Sorry, Master Fuping, please lend it to me for a while! ]

Fuping: A-choo!

Why do my ears feel hot? Someone is scolding our family.

How could Jiang Kangan not see through Jiang Zhiyu's nonsense?

But he didn't know what Zhiyu's real purpose was, and he didn't know whether he should draw it for her.

"Brother, let me see~ Good brother, brother is the best!"

[If you don't draw for me, I'll use force! ]

Jiang Kangan: ...

"Then it's a deal. I'll draw you a picture, and you can't mess around, okay?"

"Okay, okay!"

Jiang Zhiyu nodded repeatedly.

Although the original book described the appearance of that jade-like girl.

But words are limited after all.

She wanted to find a substitute to seduce the second prince, using the substitute literature trick.

You must know what his white moonlight looks like.

It would be best if it could be accurate to the teardrop mole!

Jiang Kangan sketched out the graceful beauty with just a few strokes.

Jiang Zhiyu's praises fell out like free beans.

"Wow, big brother is really a man of both civil and military talents! Not only is his martial arts proficient, but his painting skills are also amazing."

She blinked her eyes, her admiration undisguised.

"Whose eldest brother is this powerful young man? Ah, it's Jiang Zhiyu's eldest brother! Jiang Zhiyu is so lucky..."

Her exaggerated praise made Jiang Kangan blush unconsciously.

The corners of his mouth are as hard to suppress as an AK.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense! Here you go."

He gave the sketched portrait to Jiang Zhiyu, who was amazed.

"Wow, so this is called lifelike... But, this person isn't that good-looking!"

[What is the Second Prince's vision? It seems there's something else about this beautiful woman that attracts him.]

Jiang Zhiyu, who got the portrait, did not stay any longer.

He instructed, "Brother, remember to get the medicine!"

He then pulled Jiang Sulan and ran away quickly.

She was busy going back to set up a jar and catch turtles!

The fishing net has been set, and the only thing left is for the mermaid to take the bait.

The next day, she went into the palace to serve as usual.

When the emperor saw that her eyes were black and blue, he specially gave her "black chicken and ginseng soup".

After seeing the ginseng soup, Jiang Zhiyu lost his appetite and complained in his heart.

[This isn't caused by insomnia. It's simply because I'm being exploited by capitalism and lack of sleep!]

[I'm still growing! I have to get up so early every day!]

The emperor looked at the sky helplessly.

It’s almost noon now. Are you still sleep deprived?

But he did not ask too many questions and reviewed the memorials diligently.

"At court this morning, Tanluan testified that... your master Wujing is just a quack."

Jiang Zhiyu felt a bit disdainful when he heard this.

[So what if he's a sorcerer? So what if he's a liar... The damn emperor was just looking for a pretext to convince the people to willingly establish the Jinzhou Charity Granary. Why would he care about the monk's authenticity?]

[In other words, fake things are easier to control, right?]

The emperor heard this and curled his lips slightly.

What a smart girl!

Jiang Zhiyu put down the ink stick and replied respectfully:

"Wu Jing is different from Tan Luan. His identity was given by the Emperor!"

The emperor laughed heartily at her answer, and showed his affection for her without concealing it.

"You, you... Prime Minister Jiang is so unlucky!"

Jiang Zhiyu secretly complained in his heart.

[Scumbag dad! Don't mention him! The scumbag who hurt my mom!]

Stand up straight and continue grinding the ink.

I couldn't help but ask:

"However, His Majesty has always disliked the idea of ​​ghosts and gods, but today he suddenly summoned Tan Luan to the court..."

【Won't this cause criticism from all officials?】

Upon hearing this, the emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded gently.

"That's a good question! But people also say that the divine will cannot be guessed."

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