Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

Chapter 74 Belated Kindness

Wan Yan arranged the dishes for the evening, but the adults haven't returned home yet.

The little girl is in a good mood and plans to go to the study to draw.

There are a lot of things going on these days, and she hasn't written for a long time.

Now Qingyang Painting and Calligraphy Studio is her own business, so of course Wan Yan wants to copy more paintings to earn more money.

Humming a ditty, Wan Yan stepped into the study.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a young man stood in front of the scroll of "Fishing Snow in the Cold River Alone". Hearing the voice, he looked at her in astonishment.

The two looked at each other, appraising each other with their eyes.

The boy was sixteen or seventeen years old, with a childish and steady look, dressed in a blue-black brocade robe, with unicorn coiled silk gold buttons embroidered on the cuffs and neckline.

Wan Yan lowered her head, this is the adult's study room, that's right, this man...

The young man sized Wan Yan up and spoke first, "My lord... I'm sorry, I'll wait here for Mr. Su."

Wan Yan immediately understood that this person should be the third prince Xiao Zhenghai.

"My little girl, Xue Wanyan, has met the prince."

"It turns out that you are Miss Wanyan. This king was rude. I met Mr. Su at the inn just now. This king admires your talent and will visit again. However, Mr. Su left the inn to arrange other things. We probably missed it on the way."

Wan Yan nodded, "The little girl won't bother you anymore." After speaking, she leaned over to leave.

Unexpectedly, the young man said: "This king knows Painter Xue, are you his daughter?"

Wan Yan was stunned.

This also indirectly shows that the third prince knows that she is in the Jiaofang Division and that she is the daughter of a criminal minister.

The prince took her emerald.

Hearing what the adults said, the prince wanted to make a fuss about her.

That matter is still inconclusive.

The third prince in front of him brought up this matter again.

Wanyan minded very much.

It can also be said that Wan Yan is very sensitive to her identity now.

So Wan Yan couldn't advance or retreat, she just stood at the door and looked at Xiao Zhenghai with raised eyebrows.

What do you want to do?
Looking at the girl's expression, Xiao Zhenghai knew that he was abrupt, and explained with a smile: "Master Xue paints portraits of the emperor, mother, brothers and sisters every year. He is a very good painter. I am also fortunate to be taught by Master Xue. He pointed out one or two."

Xiao Zhenghai's words made Wan Yan's heart full of mixed emotions. Didn't her father lose his life because of a little mistake in the portrait?

Wan Yan didn't want to continue this topic, so she smiled lightly and said, "I'm lucky to have met the prince, but my lord hasn't come back yet, do you want my daughter to refill the cup of tea for the prince?"

Xiao Zhenghai is also a young boy, the same age as Wan Yan, he understood the meaning of Wan Yan's words, and laughed dryly: "Let's put it this way, when painter Xue taught me how to be a painter, he proudly reprimanded him, saying that his daughter was smart since she was young, Just a point and intersection drawing method is beyond the reach of us brats."

Wan Yan's throat was sore, this was indeed her father's tone and tone of voice.

She could imagine how proud the old man was when he said this.

Maybe the little beard on the chin is up and down, very proud.

The little girl didn't speak, but there was a tiny light in her eyes.

"In the palace, painter Xue taught me for a while, but unfortunately, my brushwork is extremely poor, and it is difficult to draw the essence vividly. Later, painter Xue had an accident, and my painting class was also stopped."

It turned out to be the case.

Wan Yan looked at the boy again, not as alienated as before.

"Miss Wanyan, I see that this picture of fishing alone in Hanjiangxue is a bit special. If it is correct, it must be a fake."

Wan Yan smiled sweetly, "Then tell me, what is the problem?"

Xiao Zhenghai naturally pointed directly at the first stone pier at the end of the bridge: "It's so perfunctory here, there is actually a Sophora japonica flower."

Wan Yan: "..."

Unexpectedly, the third prince saw through her little trick at a glance.

"Then I'll ask my lord later why a fake is hung in the study."

Xiao Zhenghai quickly waved his hand: "Don't do it, my lord must not know. If I say that, my lord will inevitably be embarrassed. How will I face him in the future? I don't have a habit of revealing people's shortcomings."

Wan Yan was amused by Xiao Zhenghai.

"Look, how nice you are to smile. An accident happened to Master Xue. In fact, I thought about going to ask my father, but unfortunately I couldn't even see my father. I only found out later that you were exiled to the Jiaofang Secretary."

Wan Yan smiled wryly, what's the use of saying this now?

Daddy stayed in prison for more than three months, how much money she spent to get her to see him.

And she has been in Jiaofang Division for two years.

If someone wanted to help her in the past two years, they wouldn't have waited until today.

Wan Yan smiled, not expressing her heart: "Thank you, my lord, for thinking about it in my heart. I think my father will be very pleased to hear these words in the spirit of heaven."

Xiao Zhenghai took a step forward: "Before, this king had no ability to help others, but now it's different, my father can listen to a sentence or two of my words, if Miss Wanyan needs anything, I will definitely help you if I can help you."

The kindness came unexpectedly, and Wan Yan didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Thank you, my lord."

Su Jizhi walked out of the courtyard, hearing the conversation between the two people, his heart was dark.

He was not familiar with Xiao Zhenghai, and his words were for Wan Yan who met for the first time.

This made Su Jizhi's heart twitch inexplicably.

Ordinarily, the third prince should be by the empress dowager's side at this moment, what is he doing in his study in the inner courtyard?
Su Jizhi coughed lightly and stepped into the courtyard.

Wan Yan's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and she couldn't hide her joy, "My lord, you're back."

The little girl looked the lord up and down, except for his tired face, everything was fine with the lord, Wan Yan felt relieved, went to the courtyard and bent down slightly, "My lord, the third prince is here, I'll come back later."

"Okay." Seeing the worry in the little girl's eyes, Su Jizhi smiled and said in a very low voice, "Don't worry."

But how can Wan Yan rest assured?
The third prince knows her identity, what if he, like the prince, uses her identity to embarrass the adults?
Wan Yan turned her head three times at a step, and through the window, she saw the adults and the third prince exchanging greetings.

It happened that the eyes of the third prince who was looking at her met again, Wan Yan's heart trembled, and she almost twisted her foot.

Wan Yan was restless all night, and the dinner carefully prepared for the adults also lost the standard of the past.

She took a sip of the steamed fish, and it was bland.

The heat of the braised shrimp in oil is not well controlled, and the ingredients seem to be too dark.

Even the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which she is best at, is not as fluffy as it used to be steamed because of frequent opening of the lid.

Looking at the overturned dinner, Wan Yan was in a bad mood.

I wanted to change into the bell outfit that adults like to make him happy at night, but Wanyan sat here with ups and downs, not in any mood.

When Su Jizhi stepped into the yard, he saw this scene.

The little girl leaned on her chin with one hand, and stared at the sunset glow in the sky with a resentful expression.

"what happened?"

Su Jizhi's voice suddenly sounded, and the little girl was startled.

"My lord, the third prince is gone?" Wan Yan asked eagerly.

"Ok!"

"Is something wrong?"

"It's alright!"

"Then he said so many strange things."

Su Jizhi smiled indifferently, glanced at the substandard meal on the dinner table, and joked, "It's because of those weird words that Wanyan gave me these?"

"These are not good? I made them carefully." Wan Yan grabbed her fingers.

Su Jizhi smiled heartily, "That's good, I'm hungry!"

The lord's expression was the same as before, and Wan Yan's messy heart also slowly calmed down.

(End of this chapter)