Upon hearing this, Wen Nongnong felt a pang of heartache. Gu Linchao was truly a spendthrift; how could he possibly destroy such a fine painting?
Although it is an erotic painting, the painting technique is unparalleled in the world. It would be such a pity to destroy it like this.
Thinking it over, she rolled her eyes and said, "How about this, Eunuch Wang, give me the box, and I'll destroy it for you, making sure there's no trace left, so that the prince will be satisfied."
Wang Houde remembered that the box was delivered to the prince by her, and since she had already made a promise, he agreed, "Alright, then I'll trouble you, Your Highness?"
"You're too kind, Eunuch Wang. It's nothing more than a small favor for me. I'll just take it to the Agarwood Courtyard and destroy it," Wen Nongnong said with a smile.
Wang Houde breathed a sigh of relief and watched her head towards Chenxiang Courtyard.
Unbeknownst to him, Wen Nongnong took the box back to Chenxiang Courtyard, locked herself in her room, and never came out again.
If Gu Linchao saw the scene inside the room, he would probably be tempted to kill Wang Houde.
He was on guard against everything, but he failed to guard against Wang Houde.
The painting that he had forbidden Wen Nongnong to see was now being openly spread out on the ground by her, and she squatted down beside it, admiring it carefully.
"Tsk tsk, as expected of court erotic paintings, this is too erotic..."
But as she looked at it, she suddenly frowned.
The man's face in the painting has somehow become Gu Linchao's face, and the woman's face in the painting seems to resemble her somewhat...
Realizing she had been thinking about things she shouldn't have, she quickly patted her burning face, stopping her wild thoughts.
She didn't dare look at the erotic picture again, quickly put it away, stuffed it back into the box, and then kicked it under the bed.
Seeing that Wen Nongnong had been inside for a while and hadn't come out, Lü Qiao became a little worried. She knocked on the door and said, "Miss, the kitchen made your favorite fried chicken. I've brought it to you."
As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened, and Wen Nongnong walked out, patting her face as she walked unsteadily.
"What's wrong, Miss?" Green Fairy couldn't help but ask when she saw that Miss's face was flushed.
Wen Nongnong took the fried chicken from her hand and said vaguely, "It's just a little hot."
Green Fairy quickly said, "This servant will go and fetch you some water."
“Okay.” Wen Nongnong nodded, took the fried chicken out of the house, and sat down directly at the stone table in the courtyard.
She tore off a leg of fried chicken and took a big bite. However, the fried chicken, which she usually loved, tasted rather bland now, mainly because she felt too guilty.
Did her actions just now show that she cared about Gu Linchao?
Thinking of this, she shuddered and realized that something was wrong with her.
Sure enough, you can't look at that kind of thing too much; if you do, it will start to look weird.
Thinking about it, she took the calligraphy that Gu Linchao had written for her and decided to go out to find a framer.
She wanted to frame the calligraphy that Gu Linchao had written for her.
She asked around and heard that the mounting artist at the calligraphy and painting shop called Lancao was the best, so she went there directly.
Upon entering the Lancao Calligraphy and Painting Studio, I was struck by its grandeur; every painting casually hanging on the wall was a masterpiece of its time.
The shopkeeper was immediately impressed by the calligraphy she handed him, praising it repeatedly.
"This poem is absolutely brilliant, and the calligraphy is the most elegant and spirited calligraphy I've ever seen..."
The calligraphy and painting shop owner praised it at length, but finally remembered to ask, "Young lady, I wonder which master wrote this calligraphy?"
Wen Nongnong said mysteriously, "I can't tell you that."
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