Painter Zhang was in a dilemma, his brush froze in mid-air, and finally he sighed deeply and knelt down to pay his respects.

"Little Princess, Lord Yang, I am really incompetent. I cannot draw this description... no matter what."

He put down his paintbrush, his head aching.

Doctor Yang saw that the old man, over fifty years old, was in a difficult situation and it was not appropriate to force him any further, so he was in a dilemma.

"That's all. Master Zhang, please get up first."

Eleven caught Xiao Ruyu's gaze, nodded, and volunteered.

"Master, why don't I give it a try?"

Eleven? Can you draw too?

Facing Doctor Yang's puzzled look, he explained, "Although Eleven's painting skills are only mediocre, at least he can..."

He glanced at Xiao Ruyu and continued.

"I can understand what the little princess is saying."

Things had come to this point, and there was no other way, so Doctor Yang had no choice but to agree.

Eleven picked up the paintbrush, looked at Xiao Ruyu eagerly, and said softly, "Little Princess, can you describe it again?"

"That man is extremely handsome, with a high nose bridge and delicate facial features. He doesn't look very old..."

[Oh, by the way, he has a mole between his eyebrows! ]

Xiao Ruyu described the man in such exaggerated terms that the two people standing next to him were dumbfounded.

Doctor Yang wanted to say something but stopped himself when he saw how excited she was. However, he swallowed the spoiling words.

After a while of description, Eleven started writing thoughtfully and drawing on the paper quickly. Xiao Ruyu came over and was shocked.

Pointing at him, she exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, it looks like this, and this nose..."

She praised the painting a lot, and Painter Zhang was sweating silently beside her.

Can you understand this?

After a while, Eleven wrote the last stroke, picked up the paper and blew on it: "Little Princess, does this person look like this?"

He turned the front side around and showed it to everyone.

[That’s right! That’s it! ]

Xiao Ruyu cried out in excitement and quickly pulled Doctor Yang over to take a look.

Looking at the portrait on the paper with red lips, white teeth and clear contours, Doctor Yang stood there in a daze.

"Eleven's ability to understand is so great that even Master would be impressed."

Painter Zhang lowered his head as hard as he could, wishing he could bury himself in the ground. He didn't expect that Eleven would draw the portrait perfectly without him understanding a word he said.

"It's because I'm not as skilled as others. Now I can't even beat the young people..."

He walked out with a sigh, feeling quite frustrated.

"I'm old. I'm old."

Xiao Ruyu and Eleven made eye contact and lined up at him.

[Eleven still understands me the best, he is worthy of being my junior brother. 】

She rushed forward and rubbed against Eleven's chest, smiling.

Eleven's hands were stained with ink, and he didn't dare to hug her back. He opened his hands awkwardly to the side, for fear of staining her.

Noticing his cautiousness, Xiao Ruyu grinned.

【Eleven is the person who knows me best! 】

Doctor Yang was facing her and happened to see her smile. There was a hollow space where half of her tooth had fallen out, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Little princess, you should smile less these days, your teeth..."

He tried hard to hold back his laughter, fearing that Xiao Ruyu would cause trouble for him.

The smile on her face froze, Xiao Ruyu closed her mouth, pursed it tightly, and stopped talking.

【Master, you laughed at me again! 】

[What’s wrong with my teeth? It’s just one or two pieces missing…]

Thinking about how few teeth she had to begin with and how two of them were broken, her little face immediately drooped.

Xiao Ruyu put her hands on her hips and began to sulk.

"Little princess? Little princess?"

Seeing that she ignored him, Doctor Yang let go of his hand and kept waving it in front of her.

She turned her head away, and her puffy little face looked like a lump of meat from the side.

"Since the little princess refuses to pay attention to the master, then the master has to leave." Doctor Yang stood up and pretended to leave, but he noticed from the corner of his eye that she didn't make any movement.

"Forget it, Master, go investigate first."

He took the portrait and rushed to the previous court to inquire.

Seeing that Doctor Yang had left, Xiao Ruyu regained her lively self and took Eleven to teach her how to paint.

[Why didn’t I realize that you can draw before? Come on, teach me. 】

Eleven held her in front of him, gently holding her hand and chuckling.

"What does the little princess want to draw?"

【Um……】

Xiao Ruyu thought about it carefully, nestled in Eleven's arms and looked back, stunned for two seconds.

Eleven is already thirteen or fourteen years old this year, and has grown up. His sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes carry a bit of the arrogance that only teenagers have.

He lowered his eyes and saw the outline clearly.

[Actually, Eleven is pretty good looking...]

She muttered something quietly in her heart, but Eleven didn't hear it clearly.

"Ah? What did the little princess say?"

[Nothing! Please teach me how to draw. ]

Xiao Ruyu shyly took back her words, pulled Eleven aside and started to teach her, as if her words just now were just a gust of wind.

Eleven looked down and saw a hint of red on her ears.

Strange, is the little princess shy?

…

When Doctor Yang came back, he saw the two of them cuddling together, and the portrait on the paper gradually took shape.

He coughed twice, interrupting the two of them.

"Ahem...Master is back."

Hearing his voice, Xiao Ruyu subconsciously threw herself on the paper and covered the portrait with her body.

"What is the little princess hiding from?" Doctor Yang wanted to come closer to check, but she blocked his way tightly.

[Master...any news? ]

Xiao Ruyu quickly changed the subject and smiled slyly.

Although he didn't know what she was up to, Doctor Yang didn't think much about it. He took out the portrait from his arms, sighed and put it on the table, "Master, I just asked among the ministers of the previous dynasty, and there is no such person."

When he went to Emperor Shangwen to narrate this matter just now, he was obviously also surprised.

"It's a royal place. How did someone get in?"

Emperor Shangwen looked angry, especially when he heard that Xiao Ruyu was injured because of this person, his face turned dark.

"What do the Royal Guards do for a living?"

"Pass on my order, immediately search the entire capital and bring this man back!"

Hearing that his father was angry, Xiao Ruyu was moved and continued to ask.

[Have you already conducted the search? ]

Doctor Yang nodded slightly and handed the portrait to the servant beside him, asking them to prepare a few more copies to facilitate catching the person.

Seeing such a large mobilization of troops, Xiao Ruyu felt a little worried.

[The identity of that person is still unknown, so we should be cautious. ]

at night.

Xiao Ruyu tossed and turned, unable to sleep. When she calculated that it was already midnight, she quietly took out the "masterpiece" that she and Eleven had worked on during the day.

She looked at the things in the painting and couldn't help laughing out loud, but then she remembered how Doctor Yang had laughed at her teeth during the day, and her smile instantly disappeared.

[Hmph, Master, I let you laugh at me.]

【Today, I will let you also have a taste of being laughed at by others. 】

After getting out of bed, Xiao Ruyu went to Doctor Yang's residence.

The moonlight was dim, mixed with the sound of wind, and the palace was extremely lonely at night.

In the dark night, Xiao Ruyu easily found her way to Doctor Yang's door based on her memory.