Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 17

Remembering that he still had important things to do, Jing Chun called the waiter of the theater and asked, "Which one of the dandans in this theater has the softest figure?"

When the waiter saw the two of them, he looked at Jiang and Jin again with a knowing smile. The waiter had seen this kind of situation many times and said, "Of course it's Bai Qiuxian. She's so charming with all kinds of charms around her brows. Her figure is so soft." Women love men covetously, and several men have called him by name, but he is a serious actor, so don’t even think about it, girl..."

Jing Chun couldn't help but the waiter's imagination was too rich, but he glanced at Jiang Hejin again, and Jiang Hejin looked sinister. Jing Chun pretended to be serious, coughed a few times and asked: "Then What show is Bai Qiuxian going to sing tonight?"

"Farewell My Concubine."

This is a good example, Jing Chun smiled lightly, "When will the singing start?"

"It's about four o'clock in the morning, which is still an hour away from now."

Anyway, I waited in the teahouse, and I also waited in this theater. In the theater, Jing Chun was more comfortable, so he simply had to wait, and asked Jiang Hejin, "Master, do you want to wait?"

The mistress was still there, and Jing Chun naturally didn't want Jiang Hejin to reveal his identity, so he called him "Master".

In Jiang Hejin's opinion, this Jing Chun was somewhat witty, at least he knew how to talk to people and talk to ghosts.

"Wait."

Seeing Jiang and Jin agree, Jing Chun stood up and left.

"Where are you going?"

"It's still early for the opera. I'm going to buy some flowers. Could you please help me hold a seat, young master?"

After a long time, Jing Chunrang asked Jiang and Jin if they wanted to wait. The reason was that Jiang and Jin were asked to take a seat.

Jing Chun explained carefully: "The location on the second floor is excellent. It has a wide view, is not crowded, and the voices can be heard clearly. After a while, there will be more people in the theater, and they will definitely rush to the second floor. You can't see this location occupied by others." Are you going to steal it?"

Jiang Hejin frowned slightly, "Then why are you buying flowers?"

"If you want to meet that Bai Qiuxian, you need to express what you say. Have you ever seen an actor empty-handed?"

The thought of the flower is also an excuse. Even if the flower cannot be given to Bai Qiuxian, even if it is given to other actors, she might still be able to meet Bai Qiuxian.

As soon as the words fell, Jing Chun went downstairs,
After walking through the market and arriving at the flower house, Xu thought of Shuangqing Flower House, and Jing Chun thought of He Yue'an's case.

The case of He Yue'an is not complicated, but it involves a false report, and there are still some procedures to deal with.

Jing Chun didn't know when it would be released, and he would have to ask again later.

Jing Chun picked a bamboo flower basket and bought some flowers according to her own preferences, but since she didn't know how to deal with them, she had no choice but to put them all in the flower basket.

After buying these, Jing Chun went back to the theater.

On the second floor, Jiang and Jin were sitting as before, without any change. The only change was that the original theater waiter was on the first floor.

When Jiang and Jin saw the flower basket brought by Jing Chun, they didn't expect to be so unbearable to look at it.

"Is this flower basket a gift?"

"Yes." Jing Chun dipped some white water and dusted the flowers. Although the style of the flower basket was a little unsatisfactory, Jing Chun inserted it himself, no matter how ugly it was, it had to be looked at.

"give me."

"?" Jing Chun pushed the flower basket towards Jiang Hejin with some numbness.

Jiang Hejin didn't speak, just took the flower basket, took out all the flowers, and inserted them again according to the length and color of each color.

Compared with Jing Chun's randomness, Jiang Hejin was really focused and refused to give up a single detail. The arrangement of various flowers together was far more pleasing to the eye than Jing Chun's.

Jing Chun must speak up for Jiang Hejin once, you can always trust Jiang Hejin's aesthetics!
After Jiang Hejin finished these, he pushed the flower basket to Jing Chun, but he looked at the green marks on his hands again, and frowned slightly, but he regretted it a little. He never liked these things with too many colors, and it would be dirty to insert flowers once. Wouldn't Jiang Hejin be annoyed that he broke his hand?

Jing Chun saw Jiang Hejin's expressions and without saying a word, he dipped his silk handkerchief in water and held it up in his hand.

Jiang Hejin glanced at Jing Chun with lowered eyebrows and said, "You are good at reading people's faces."

Why didn't Jing Chun understand that Jiang and Jin's secret sarcasm was nothing more than talking about Jing Chun's ability to talk about people and ghosts, and they were blatantly trying to please them.Jing Chun ignored it on the surface, but secretly scolded Jiang and Jin for some reason.

Jing Chun smiled lightly, put the flower basket in one place for the time being, then put his fingers together, and replied: "Isn't His Royal Highness the same?"

When the two looked at each other, there was a sense of probing in their eyes, as if they knew each other's details, each of them knew it well, but they were too explicit.

Jiang Hejin wiped the stains on his hands carefully, refusing to let go of any trace easily, and said sternly in secret: "Some people are so sharp-tongued, I really feel that it is a pity for you to be a painter."

More than a pity?With Princess Li like this, Jiang and Jin would have to be wary of [-] times a day.

Although he was mocking, Jing Chun showed no trace of anger on his face. He looked at His Highness Prince Li in front of him. According to rumors, His Highness Prince Li was gentle and gentle, and did not argue with others. If others saw His Highness Prince Li, Isn't it funny to have such a cold look?

Jing Chun pretended to be regretful and said: "Isn't this the villain's fault? I think the job of being a painter is good for both of you and me now. Your Highness and the villain don't bother each other, each has his own eloquence, and each has his own eloquence. There are different expressions, which is a blessing for His Highness, and a great blessing for the villain."

Jing Chun's words were nothing more than discussing with Jiang and Jin each to keep their own secrets. Jiang and Jin kept Jing Chun's identity, while Jing Chun naturally kept the secret of each other's character, and the two of them did not disturb each other.

Jiang Hejin's expression was indifferent, and he said indifferently: "Is there any need to bring it to the table to say something that is agreed between the king and the painter Jing?"

The more Jing Chun looked at this man, the more evil he felt, and he felt that this man was more than just two faces. He actually knew what Jing Chun was worried about, but he didn't explain it clearly, which actually made Jing Chun kneel down and thank Jiang and Jin for keeping the secret. Grace.

Jing Chun also smiled, naturally thinking of upholding his duty as a painter.

Seeing Jing Chun's smiling face, Jiang Hejin felt a little indifferent and said, "It's time to watch the show."

After a few plays, the scene of "Farewell My Concubine" came. Jing Chun looked at the audience listening to the play, and found a familiar figure.

"Your Highness, please help me identify this villain," Jing Chun pointed at a man in the audience and said, "Is that man Yan Huai from the palace?"

Jiang Hejin also looked down. Although it was some distance away, they could still see clearly. They nodded slightly to confirm.

After the song "Farewell My Concubine", Yan Huai also came off the stage. Jing Chun was not in a hurry and felt more confident. He took the flower basket and went backstage with Jiang Hejin.

(End of this chapter)