I inherited my husband's divine position

Yi Zhen personally came to Yeyou Temple to see him, and was led into the courtyard inside.

I haven't seen her for a few years, but Mi Bayue is still the same as he remembered, but Mi Feixue has grown a lot taller, shed her childish and thin body, and now has a youthful appearance.

He approached and said hello to the two of them, his eyes fell on the picture that Mi Feixue was drawing on the table, he paused for a moment and did not show any emotion.

It can be seen at a glance that what Mi Feixue is painting is Mi August, and the painting is very good and vivid.

Compared with it, the painting in the restaurant is no wonder that the scholars thought she was playing tricks on purpose.

Mi August and Mi Feixue confessed, "Wait until I come back to see."

Mi Feixue nodded.

Mi August takes Yizhen to another place.

On the way, Yi Zhen condensed and explained the matter of Juxian Building, and asked Mi August to help.

"Zhuang Yu and others have offended the Son of God, and they will come to apologize in person later."

After Mi August heard it, she had a clearer estimate of some of Mi Feixue's abilities.Without explaining anything to Yi Zhen, he opened the shortcut again with a wave of his hand and brought Yi Zhen back to the imperial city.

Juxian Building.

See two people coming.

The night tour envoy first shouted respectfully to Mi August: "My lord!"

Marquis Wen An and others also saluted one after another.

The shopkeeper and Xiao Er, who had met Mi Bayue before, thought of her true identity, and were so terrified that they didn't even dare to look at her.

Mi August walked to the table.

When she took Mi Feixue away during the day, the painting was still normal, but now it has become a strange story.

At that time, Mi Feixue's self-esteem was hurt by the evaluation of those literati, especially in front of her parents. Others only saw Mi Feixue gloomy and gloomy, while Mi Bayue saw the children's depressed and wronged embarrassment. Feng Jing took Mi Feixue away while jumping out of the window.

Since then, Mi Feixue has been in a low mood, and the two of them did not continue to wander around the imperial city, but returned to the residence of the temple.

After returning, Mi Bayue asked Mi Feixue to draw a portrait of herself in a few words in order to dispel Mi Feixue's knots.Until Yi Zhen came in person, from Yi Zhen's expression and the way he looked at Mi Feixue, he guessed what happened, and it was related to Mi Feixue.

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[Juxian Wenhui]
Unbelievable.

lethal rules...

Breaking the rules...

It was only after Mi Bayue penetrated into the ghost talk that the rules of the ghost talk were fully revealed to her.

Although she has always been very talented in solving rules and breaking rules, and hasn't encountered any problems, but like this monster, she doesn't need to take the initiative to explore, and she will expose herself to you without reservation as soon as she comes into contact with it. It's the first time I've seen you.

It's as if you have just encountered a difficult problem, and before you pick up the pen and start calculating, the answer has been sent to you, including the perfect equation of the answer.

Thinking that this strange story came from Mi Feixue's unconscious, Mi Bayue seemed to understand something.

She looked at the others and said with a smile, "As long as you identify the people in the painting, you can save them."

Everyone heard the words and subconsciously looked at the paintings on the table.

In the eyes of Wen Anhou and others, there is almost no difference between the stick figure and the abstract painting style.

"This... how to identify?"

Mi August pointed to a stickman in the painting, "Thin face, prominent cheekbones, mole on the chin, and three pieces of jade hanging on the clothes today, one of which is in the shape of a flower, what's its name?"

Everyone listened to her words and stared at the stick figure she pointed at, which was only a finger-sized in the painting.

Thin face?

Is it the long brick-shaped human head?
Prominent cheekbones... mean the two sharp corners painted on both sides?
There is a mole on the chin...it's not an ink stain! ?
How did you spot the three pieces of jade on the clothes?That mess of threads?
And flower patterns...

That being said, looking carefully at the three messy stains, there is indeed one that looks a bit like a flower.

"Lu Su! It's me, my name is Lu Su!"

Excited shouts came from the painting.

Mi August pointed to the stick figure, "Lu Su."

After the words fell, a young man in blue appeared in the crowd out of thin air.

He has a thin face, protruding cheekbones, moles on his chin, and three pieces of jade hanging on his waist, exactly the same features as Mi Augustue just mentioned.

Lu Su's complexion was pale, and she hadn't regained consciousness after returning to the human world. She was limp on the ground and her forehead was covered with sweat.

Wen Anhou and the others were shocked when they saw this scene of a great transformation. Although they were mentally prepared, they were still shocked.

One person came to help Lu Su, and as soon as he touched his arm, Lu Su screamed.

The man relaxed his strength and checked Lu Su carefully before saying, "His hands are dislocated."

Wen Anhou's complexion changed, and he asked Lu Su, "What did you experience in the painting?"

Lu Su said with difficulty: "My hand was torn off." When his arms were in severe pain just now, he thought he had finally reappeared in the world, but in the end he still looked like a monster in the world without his arms.

It is only now that I realize that I am still human. I almost cried with joy when I heard that my arms were dislocated rather than broken, "I can still put my hands back together, right?"

The person who examined him nodded, and Lu Sucai completely relaxed, then rolled his eyes and passed out directly.

The movement outside was also heard by the people in the painting, and when they learned that someone had been rescued and recovered their human form, the cry for help became more violent and frantic.

In such a commotion, everyone looked at Mi Augustue.

Zhuang Yan said, "Master Mi..."

Mi August smiled lightly, "The method has been told to you, the rest of the people just need to identify them."

The tone was not tough, and everyone present could hear her meaning behind it.

Mi August's figure blurred before their eyes.

Ye Youshi also resigned with Yi Zhen.

Yi Zhen ordered: "First count the number of people in the literary club, their personal characteristics, and clothing, and then identify them one by one."

Knowing that their lives are at stake, the people in the painting scrambled to sign up to report their characteristics, and some even detailed the color of their underwear, for fear that a detail of being rescued would be missing.

"Quiet." Yi Zhen ordered, "I am the crown prince Yi Zhen, and I promise you that I will not give up on anyone. Now listen to my order and introduce them one by one from left to right, from the name to the shape of the eyes, nose, mouth, and face. style of attire."

With Yi Zhen's name, the chaos in the painting was eased, and the report was started according to Yi Zhen's order.

Outside, several people took notes with pens and inks.

After everyone's information is recorded, the next step is the identification process.

The people in the painting are very quiet for fear of affecting the performance of everyone outside.

1 minutes.

2 minutes.

5 minutes.

10 minutes of silence passed.

"Is anyone here?"

"Didn't they say they would save us?"

"It's me, my features are very recognizable, I'm the fattest one out there!"

"Can you do it!?"

Listening to these complaints, the faces of the off-screen people peeking at each other are unspeakable.

The fattest one?

But everyone here looks alike.

"How did that adult see the thin face, cheekbones and chin moles?"

Anyway, before Mi August pointed at the match figure of Lu Su, none of them could see this, and they didn't realize that they resembled it until they were pointed out.

Yi Zhen said calmly: "Shenzi's wonderful pen is so lifelike, Master Mi is naturally impressive at a glance, but our mortal eyes are not so easy to see through."

Zhuang Yan: "The prince is right."

Wen Anhou: "...It's because I'm blind."

One of the people pinching Lu Su wakes him up again.

At a loss, Lu Su was grabbed by the collar and brought up. He mentioned the painting and pointed to his stick figure, "Who is this person standing next to you when the Son of God is painting?"

When everyone heard it, their eyes lit up.

This is a great way!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lu Su did not dare to mess around but was not sure, "Dear Lu Liang?"

The scene of a great transformation of living people did not happen.