Xiaoyao Palace, in the study.
The lights were bright at this time. Li Yancheng was slightly bent over, picking up a brush and painting on the desk.
QQ——
There was a knock on the study door.
Li Yancheng didn't even raise his head, and said in a cold voice, "Come in."
Then everything went dark.
"Master, we've found out. This man's real name is He Yanxi, the legitimate son of Prime Minister He. As for the person traveling with him, his name is Lou Jin, a little beggar He Yanxi adopted six years ago. They are both disciples of Pang Hao, the foremost swordsman in Jianghu."
Li Yancheng quietly sketched the final stroke. He placed the brush in the pen holder, stared at the figure in the painting, and curled his lips. "Jiuyin, what do you think of my painting?"
Jiu Yin walked closer and saw a lifelike handsome man.
He had seen such paintings many times and was no longer surprised by them, but the eyes of the person in the painting were more real this time than ever before.
And this man was the person he was investigating - He Yanxi.
"Master's paintings are much more vivid than before, especially these eyes, which are the finishing touch."
This sentence was very pleasing to the ear. Li Yancheng was in a good mood, with joy written on his face. "Do you know why this painting is so vivid?"
Jiu Yin thought of He Yanxi's portrait, his eyes flashing, and he expressed his guess, "Master, do you mean that He Yanxi is the young man who often appears in your dreams?"
Li Yancheng glanced at the painting and smiled faintly, "He was clearly wearing a human skin mask today, but for some reason, when I first saw him, I felt an inexplicable bond, as if some force was guiding me to approach him.
Especially the way he looked at me was exactly like the one in my dream. At that moment, I was sure he was the person in my dream. I didn't expect him to look like this. Perhaps they were the same person from the beginning."
This person has been with him for more than ten years, and every time he is in adversity, he appears in his dreams and gives him great warmth.
He originally thought that this person was just a fairy in his dream and would never appear in front of him.
However, he not only showed up, but also met with himself.
Perhaps his countless hopes were heard by God, and God had mercy on him, so he sent He Yanxi to his side.
Jiu Yin looked at the man with light in his eyes, moved his lips, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
In fact, he was unwilling to believe such a mysterious thing.
Sometimes he even felt that this was all a fantasy of the prince to comfort himself.
The prince was disliked by the emperor since birth. He was conferred the title of prince at a young age, and his title was the King of Freedom. It can be seen that the emperor disliked him for many years.
However, this King Xiaoyao is not free at all.
The Emperor and the Empress did not want to grant the prince a fiefdom, nor did they want him to live too comfortably, so every year they would find ways to send the prince to remote places to do some complicated and trivial tasks.
He was so busy almost every day that he could only go back to Lin'an City a few times.
It is precisely because of this that no one in the court or in Lin'an City can remember the existence of King Xiaoyao.
Therefore, the prince's life was not satisfactory, or to put it bluntly, he felt depressed.
Especially when he was sixteen years old, his master, a prince, was sent to a border town to handle a missing person case. Unexpectedly, he encountered a plague and immediately contracted the disease. He reported it to the court, but it was ignored.
Seeing that the prince's illness was getting worse and his fever wouldn't go away, some local officials and local people were afraid of being infected, so they actually wanted to execute him first and report later, wanting to burn him to death.
In order to protect the prince, he fought desperately, and the next day, the prince miraculously woke up and his illness was completely cured.
After waking up, the prince kept talking about a young man and even drew his portrait.
From then on, whenever the prince was in a low point, that young man would appear.
To be honest, he thought the prince was ill at the time, but he did not dare to break the prince's fantasy. Perhaps it was a good thing that there was a non-existent young man who helped the prince through the most difficult times time and time again.
However, what he didn't expect was that there really was such a person as the young man in the painting in the world.
Jiu Yin sighed silently, the world is so vast and full of wonders, it’s just that he has limited experience.
Li Yancheng recalled for a moment, then collected his thoughts and looked at him and asked, "Also, I asked you to find out his preferences. How are you doing?"
Jiu Yin immediately came back to his senses and took out a piece of paper from his waist. "I have written it all down on it."
Li Yancheng couldn't wait to take it and take a closer look.
I don't have many hobbies and I'm a casual person, but I'm particularly passionate about food and I'm very picky.
My favorite dishes are sweet and sour pork ribs and sweets.
Sweet and sour spare ribs?
Li Yancheng repeated it silently three times and was slightly stunned.
Inexplicably, he felt that he should be able to do it.
But he had never cooked before, so why did he suddenly have this feeling?
Li Yancheng trusted his intuition, put away the note, and said seriously, "Tell the kitchen to prepare some ingredients for sweet and sour pork ribs. I will be there later."
Jiu Yin was stunned for a moment, Er Zhang was confused, and agreed in a daze. He hurried to the kitchen and told the people in the kitchen about it.
Everyone knew that the prince was coming, so they didn't dare to delay and quickly got ready.
Not long after, Li Yancheng came to the kitchen and saw the ingredients. He started cooking as if by magic, without any need for the cook to teach him.
Jiu Yin watched from the side and began to wonder if he was following a fake master. How come he didn't know that the prince could cook?
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