Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 239 Compassion
There have been no recent cases in Jingzhao Mansion, which is naturally a good thing.

It's just that Jing Chun's mind was unstable today, and he kept recalling Jiang Hejin's words last night, "My heart seems to love you very much."

Love?
Jing Chun tilted his head slightly and his eyes were out of focus on the corner in front of the table. The blurry scene looked like a scene in a movie where the camera was replaced.

What Jiang Hejin said so easily made Jing Chun feel very heavy. There were thousands of provocations from outsiders, but it was not as profound as this sentence.

Zhang Ruolian held the little book in his hand and was reading it with great interest when he caught a glimpse of Jing Chun looking bitter and resentful and asked: "Well worker, why are you not in high spirits today? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No—" Jing Chun sighed and turned his face lazily.

"Want to read a little book? I just got a copy of "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea". It's very interesting."

"No." Jing Chun's interest was light and he had no intention of discussing it.

Zhang Ruolian was about to say something else when he was interrupted by a clerk, "Well worker, His Royal Highness Prince Yu is looking for you."

Jing Chun immediately regained consciousness and slowly looked at the clerk at the door, "Who are you talking about?"

And behind the little official is the majestic Jiang Hesheng. No, his name is Jiang Zhe now.

"Your Highness King Yu..." Zhang Ruolian was also shocked. How could this small studio hold such a big Buddha?

Jing Chun expected that Jiang Zhe would find her. After all, Jiang Zhe had inquired about him in many ways before praying for rain. Now that their identities had been revealed, there was nothing else they could hide.

"I have something to do with this well painter," Jiang Zhe said with stern eyes. He just glanced at Zhang Ruolian and was so frightened that Zhang Ruolian didn't dare to move any more, "Everyone is waiting, get out."

"No need," Jing Chun called to Zhang Ruolian who was about to get up. He was no longer interested and now he had to cheer up. "If it is an honest matter, there is no need to close the door and let others speculate."

It's not like Jing Chun hasn't thought about the situation of death and destruction. The situation was like this, so Jing Chun could only use the courage to share the same hatred with the enemy. There were some words and things that she really wanted to ask Jiang Zhe clearly.

The woman in front of her was Jiang Zhe's sister-in-law in name only, and her lonely attitude was not inferior to that of ordinary women. Jiang Zhe also gave Jing Chun a bit of humiliation and said, "Come out and talk."

After saying this, Jiang Zhe walked out of the studio.

Zhang Ruolian quickly came over, "Jigong, did you get into any trouble again?"

What does it mean?
"Then you have to talk to His Highness Prince Yu first before you know what trouble I got into."

Zhang Ruolian thought he heard wrongly, "So you don't know about the well workers?"

Jing Chun didn't answer. He stood up and straightened his clothes. His clothes were wrinkled when he lay down to rest.

Jiang Zhe stood on the corridor not far away, with the sun shining on half of his body. After all, he had the demeanor of being a soldier for many years, and he had this unique awe-inspiring and unapproachable aura.

Jing Chun was also standing in the sun, with his arms folded. Since his intention was to be fair and aboveboard, Jing Chun had no intention of dodge.

"looking for me?"

Jiang Zhe took out a picture album with two fingers and said, "Brother Huang accidentally dropped it on the day of praying for rain. I don't want to see him, so please return it to him."

Jing Chun took a closer look and saw that this picture album was "Zhong Kui Catching Ghosts" that Jiang Hejin took away from Jing Chun on the day of praying for rain. "Did you really pick it up?"

"Otherwise? I would use some despicable means to seize such a childish picture album?"

Jing Chun always thought that the loss of the album was part of a trap set by Jiang Hejin, but he never thought that the album was lost accidentally, and he felt a little ashamed.

Jing Chun took the picture album and said calmly: "Your imperial brother will not read the childish picture album you said. This is mine."

Jiang Zhe retracted his hand, "I guess so." Wait!

Jing Chun saw clearly that there was a mole on Jiang Zhe's right wrist, and he suddenly remembered what Bai Qiuxian once said to Chang.

If I see a person with a mole on his right wrist in the future, can you help me tell him that I, Bai Qiuxian, will not blame him anymore...

For a moment, Jing Chun blurted out, "Do you know Bai Qiuxian?"

"what?"

No, the person Bai Qiuxian was talking about was Yan Huai, not Jiang Zhe. Jing Chun was really confused.

Jing Chun let out a long sigh, "It's nothing. I recognized the wrong person. There was a death row criminal who gave me his last instructions."

Jiang Zhe lowered his head slightly, his eyes flashing with thoughts for a moment, "Is that death row criminal the Bai Qiuxian you mentioned?"

Jing Chun nodded.

"What was entrusted?"

Jing Chun's thoughts once again wandered to the very charming actor, and he said calmly: "If you see a person with a mole on his right wrist in the future, can you tell him for me that I, Bai Qiuxian, will not blame him anymore? This is what the original words said,”

"I just saw the mole on His Royal Highness Prince Yu's right wrist. Thinking about it..." Jing Chun looked at the dark hem of her skirt. The sunlight was like a boundary between yin and yang. On one side was the darkness under the shadow. On one side was the warmth under the bright sun, and he said quietly: "The person is no longer here, so it is useless to talk more."

Jiang Zhe's eyes froze for a moment, then moved to the side, "I originally thought that the emperor's sister-in-law would be a cruel person like the emperor's brother, but I didn't realize that the emperor's sister-in-law also has such a compassionate heart."

Jing Chun was surprised by what Jiang Zhe called him, but when he looked around and saw no one else, the panic in his heart gradually subsided.

"Don't His Highness Prince Yu also have compassion? If you call me "Emperor Sister-in-law" a few times, I will be beyond redemption."

"Pity? This king?" Jiang Zhe sneered a few times, "It's not a bad idea for the well painter to guess like this. At least when he heard the news of the death of the beautiful woman, he wouldn't think that it was me who did it. After all, I still have mercy. Heart."

Jing Chun was slightly stunned. It was just a day or two, how could a living life...

But she was even more amazed at Jiang Zhe's calmness, even telling the matter calmly without changing his expression.

"When did it happen?" Jing Chun seemed to feel that he was burdened with millions of layers of haze, making him breathless. "When did the death of the beautiful lady happen?"

"Maybe it was the night before, maybe it was yesterday, who knows? Anyway, I only learned the news today. No one will investigate the cause of her death. She was abandoned by the Holy One in such a desolate place. Even if she hanged herself, it would not be unreasonable. "

"So, did she hang herself?"

Jiang Zhe thought what Jing Chun said was funny, "Perhaps, you should not choose to hang yourself after the Holy Emperor returns to the palace. Hanging yourself like this will not lead to a good ending. Her death is just a cover-up. As for who dares to use this Means, this is not something you, a small painter, can criticize.”

Although Jiang Zhe didn't say this clearly, Jing Chun heard clearly what he said. The only one who dared to reveal people's names in this way without any worries was the only one who dared to reveal people's names without any worries.

"In that case, there is something I would like to ask."

"What's going on between me and the beautiful lady?"

Jing Chun made no secret of it, "Yes."

"Because it is a fact that Jiao Meiren met this king, and the letter found by the queen is also a fact. Could it be that the well painter's intention was to blame Jiao Meiren's death on this king?"

"Not really. I just want to know if I saved the wrong person. Has His Highness Prince Yu really been unfaithful?"