Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 88 Painting
Yan Yungan rolled his eyes and said, "Isn't it just a brothel? Feng Ai, why are you so shy? What? Have you been there?"

"How is it possible?" Lufengyi denied, "How could I go to that kind of place?"

Jing Chun interrupted the two of them and said, "This kind of bad people or phenomenon probably refers to the people or the atmosphere in the brothel?"

"There are all men in this painting boat. Where do the people and atmosphere of the brothel come from? I think it's almost the same as going to a brothel."

When Yan Yungan said this, Lu Fengai noticed Yan Yungan intentionally, and wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it.

"Go to a brothel?" Yan Yungan thought about it, glanced up and down, and said, "Isn't this the ready-made one?"

Lu Fengai thought Yan Yungan was talking about himself, shook his head quickly, and said anxiously: "I'm not."

"I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about Mr. Yew, doesn't he often go to brothels?"

"Yun Gan, you can't say that. Yes, Mr. Zishan did go to the brothel in Jingchun, but he didn't go to the brothel for pleasure, but for painting."

painting?

Is this something Jing Chun can hear without spending any money?

Both Yan Yungan and Jing Chun's jaws dropped in shock, and they said in unison: "Want to paint in a brothel?"

Lu Fengai knew that the two of them must have thought of something else, and they might have some unsightly pictures in their minds. Seeing that there was no one around, they rummaged through the bookcase, and soon took a picture album He came out, "The paintings in this painting are all women from brothels, but do you see which one is topless?"

Sure enough, Jing Chun looked over and saw that all the characters in the album were neatly dressed and there was nothing wrong with them at all.

"So, Mr. Yew Shan really went to the brothel to paint?" Yan Yungan intentionally made the word "painting" clear, with an expression of disbelief.

Lu Fengai then took back the album and said, "Otherwise, what do you think? Are you looking for fun?"

Yan Yungan nodded fiercely, "Not only do I think so, but maybe the entire Huafang thinks so."

Lu Fengai rubbed his forehead for a while, never expecting that after Mr. Zishan's death, his reputation would be reduced to this point.

Lu Fengai explained: "The women in the brothel are pretty, they know how to dress up better than ordinary women, and the accessories on their bodies are also exquisite and gorgeous. Mr. Zishan has no wife, so if he wants to draw a woman's charming posture, he can only go to the brothel Painting, a good story of hard work and hard work, how did it become a merry-go-round?"

"But there was a time when Mr. Yew Shan brought the brothel to the boat...and many students heard some harsh voices..."

"Have you heard that?"

"No……"

Lu Fengai let out a long sigh. It seems that this misunderstanding is not shallow...

"I was there when you said that nothing happened, and it wasn't a harsh voice at all, it was clearly a voice of discussion, discussing what kind of brushwork should be used to draw the woman's form."

Looking at Lu Fengai's angry face, it seemed that he was really angry. This was something Yan Yungan had never thought of, and he wished he could just dig a hole and bury himself in it.

Jing Chun didn't expect it. It seemed that a person should not be disturbed by preconceived ideas.

"This... I haven't seen Mr. Yew, and I haven't explained it... You haven't explained it either..."

"If you hadn't mentioned it today, I would have never heard of these rumors. I think Mr. Yew Shan would not know that you are talking about him behind his back."

Yan Yungan's expression was also embarrassing, and he bowed three times to the high hall in the studio, and said: "Mr. Yeshan, what an offence, I will burn more valuables for you someday, it is burning, burning with fire, isn't it?" Take it with your life..."

Seeing this, Lu Fengai was so angry by Yan Yungan that he lost his temper, waved his hand, and said: "Forget it, Mr. Zishan is not such a stingy person, and your distraction is enough."

Jing Chun was still thinking about painting, and said, "So, this peacock refers to someone else?"

Yan Yungan said: "Could it be possible that who else in the boat can go in and out of the brothel?"

These words really reminded Jing Chun.

"Besides Mr. Yew's students, who else has seen the woman from the brothel?"

Lu Feng thought about it and said: "Mr. Huafang should have seen it too. After all, because of this incident, Mr. Qingbai even went off to speak for Mr. Zishan."

Immediately, Yan Yungan couldn't help laughing.

Jing Chun asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"I just heard from you that anyone has been in and out of a prostitute. I laughed that Songyun Huafang has always been famous for its reputation. If someone really did such a thing, wouldn't it really discredit Songyun Huafang? Mr. Chi Feng and Mr. Qing Bai will definitely not spare him, and will definitely drive him out of Songyun Huafang."

"Yun Gan!" Lu Fengai snapped.

Yan Yungan also knew that he said more than he should have said, so he closed his mouth knowingly and continued to be busy with moving things.

Jing Chun didn't say much, and started to get busy again, but kept all the words in his heart.

After moving the things, it was getting late, Yan Yungan was so tired that he collapsed, so he ran to his dormitory to rest.

Lu Fengai deliberately sent Jing Chun out of Songyun's painting boat.

"Feng Ai knows that Miss Jing strives for the truth. If she pities her youthful spirit, she allows Gan to go straight. If there is something offended, please bear with Miss Jing."

Compared to two naive people, talking to Lu Fengai was much more comfortable.

"There is something wrong with Jing Chun. I asked a lot of questions today, and Mr. Laolu answered them."

After the courtesies, both of them felt a lot more at ease.

"Yungan spends all day hanging out with us male students, so he loses some of the dignity of a woman and loses his character..."

"Wait," Jing Chun suddenly thought he heard it wrong, "You said Yan Yungan is a woman?"

"Didn't Miss Jing notice it?"

"Uh……"

The scent of a woman, the weight of the chest, and the absence of the Adam's apple.

Found it, but didn't suspect it...

Lu Fengai didn't mean to blame, "It's not Miss Jing's fault, Yun Gan has been fighting among us male students, not to mention Miss Jing is an outsider, even we often forget that Yun Gan is a woman. "

Jing Chun was a little curious for a while, "Then why did she come to Songyun Painting Boat to learn painting?"

"Mr. Chi Feng left her behind. Mr. Chi Feng's wife passed away early. Mr. Chi Feng had no choice but to bring his daughter with him..."

"Wait," Jing Chun tried his best to maintain a calm expression on his face, "You mean to say that Mr. Chi Feng is her father."

"What? Ruo Lian didn't say that?"

Didn't even mention it!

What kind of identity reveal is this!
Jing Chun suddenly looked at Lu Fengai vigilantly, "Could you and Zhang Ruolian be someone's son too?"

"No, no, Ruo Lian and I were both born in poverty, but we don't have much family background."

Hearing this, Jing Chun relaxed a little, and just remembered that when talking about Mr. Chi Feng, Yan Yungan could not only ridicule unscrupulously, but also try to reason furiously. After a long time, the two of them were father and daughter.

Since Yan Yungan's woman, isn't her relationship with Zhang Ruolian beyond the intimacy of ordinary friends?

Jing Chun had a guess and asked: "Then the relationship between Yungan and Zhang Gong is, is it..."

"Oh, this, everyone in Songyun Huafang can see that Yungan likes Ruo Lian, but it seems that Ruo Lian is the only one who doesn't know."

This melon came so well that Jing Chun's aunt smiled...

Seeing Jing Chun's unconcealable smile, Lu Fengai smiled slightly and reminded: "We bystanders seem to be clear, maybe we just saw what we thought in the mist. Those in authority are in the authority and can feel it. They have their own thinking and ideas, and it is their own choice not to let the fog disperse. Maybe the authorities like to be in the fog? Miss Jing is a smart person, what do you think Am I right?"

How could Jing Chun not understand the meaning of Lu Fengai's words?
As a bystander, Jing Chun had better not point out the affairs of the authorities. Besides, Jing Chun was more active in eating such vague melons, so how could she disagree?
Jing Chun also smiled back, "Young Master Lu is right, you couldn't be more right."

Then, Jing Chun arrived at the door of Songyun Boat and said again: "Jing Chun has another question. I wonder if Mr. Lu can tell me something."

"Please speak, girl."

"Which brothel is the girl from the brothel who came to Huafang? What's her name?"

"Nantingfang, Fuling."

(End of this chapter)