The full-level beauty has become the canary of the crown prince

Chapter 31 Forget it, he doesn't deserve it!

Xiao Yu drank tea and discussed painting with her, and left after about an hour. When he left, it was already dark, and the dew was thicker outside, and the cold air swept across his whole body in an instant. The oil-paper umbrella leaned against the corner of the wall, and the rainwater flowed along the umbrella to the ground, splashing circles of ripples.
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As soon as the third day arrived, Ning Jinsi heard that Xu Yiyi had caught the murderer, so she hid in her yard. She was startled in the middle of the night. Since she found the murderer, Old Madam Yu didn't catch her either. Not letting go, Xu Yiyi gave the Yu family a large pension, but it may not be able to heal the Yu family's pain of losing their daughter.

That afternoon, I pressed the murderer back to Chang'an, but I didn't expect that the murderer committed suicide by biting his tongue halfway, so the matter was left alone.

Father Yu and the three brothers from the Yu family helped Old Madam Yu into the carriage. Xu Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief. She had been exhausted for the past few days. She glanced around, but she didn't see Ning Jinsi, so she flung her sleeves and left on the spot. .

Ning Jinsi lay on the couch until noon. It had rained and fogged the day before, and today there was a little sun. It was really a sunny day after the rain. The people from Mingyue sent the villa to prepare the carriage.

Because of the murder, the maids and servants in the villa were all terrified. They hid in their houses and did not dare to come out. They were afraid that they would be the next to be killed. Today, the case was solved and the murderer was arrested, so they dared to come out. By the way, reorganize the villa.

Ning Jinsi got into the carriage back to Chang'an only after having lunch at noon.

When Qin Shuangran heard that Ning Jinsi was returning to Chang'an today, she was already waiting happily at the General's Mansion. On the day of the murder, she was sent back by Ning Jinsi.

The carriage passed through the busy city and the bustling streets. Ning Jinsi was taking a nap in the carriage. The noisy hawking sound reached her ears. She opened her eyes and opened the curtain to look outside, then closed her eyes again.

In the past few days, I don't know why, I always want to sleep, no matter day or night.

The carriage stopped at the main entrance, and Ning Jinsi came out of the carriage. Qin Shuangran couldn't help being overjoyed to see her, and ran over with her skirt lifted: "Jin Si, you are back, I miss you so much."

As soon as Ning Jinsi raised her head, Qin Shuangran who ran over threw her into her arms, patted her head, and said, "I miss you too."

The two walked into the mansion together. At this time, Ning Sui was still in the palace and did not know when he would come back.

Back in the warm pavilion, the two talked a lot together, Qin Shuangran pulled Ning Jinsi to tell her what the truth was, and Ning Jinsi told her patiently, except for the fake murderer.

Mingyue brought over the brewed tea, which was sent by Qin Shuangran last time.

Qin Shuangran smacked her lips: "I thought how capable Lu Yiqiao was. She was still missing at such a big age, but I heard that she came back intact."

Ning Jinsi drank tea, only she knew that the Lu Yiqiao who came back was not the eldest lady of the Lu family, but Lu Zhiyuan was also able to make people in the Lu residence not see the clue.

The prime minister's mansion has access control. After all, the prime minister has only one daughter, Qin Shuangran, so she is naturally very precious.

After Qin Shuangran left, Mingyue walked in: "Miss, Mr. Lin Lang from Taiwei's Mansion has gone."

died?

Ning Jinsi was not surprised, she had no patience and kindness towards those who framed her and those who disagreed with her.

But a man, and when he dies he dies.

As the sun set, orange sunset light shone in the courtyard of the Nuan Pavilion. A letter floated into the window deliberately. Ning Jinsi raised her eyes, got up, walked to the window and bent down to pick up the letter. There is no desire to read a word.

Make trouble for her and write her a letter, do you really think she has no temper at all?

So I put it in the stove and burned it without looking at it.

With the green light and the yellow scroll, Ning Jinsi took out the unfinished picture of spring birds and flowers from the wooden box she brought back, spread it on the table, took out a good Langhao brush and wrote the rest of it. Finish the painting that is not finished, and then color it.

The breeze picked up in the middle of the night, and the broken hair around Ning Jinsi's ears fluttered with the wind, and a corner of the nearly finished painting on the table was also blown up by the wind. He picked it up and shook it, and took it to the window to let the night breeze dry the colored ink on it.

After the painting is completely dry, it is rolled up and put into a delicately crafted painting tube.

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The East Palace at this time.

In the brightly lit palace, a group of people knelt down. They sat on the ground with an easel in front of them and an inkstone next to them. The painters were tremblingly painting the portrait of His Royal Highness, the prince in front of him.

His Royal Highness is very demanding. They were invited to the East Palace at noon. Up to now, they have not touched a drop of water, have not eaten their food, and their chests are already hungry. Many painters were dragged out of the East Palace because they fainted.

Xiao Yu's hair was in a bun, his black long hair poured down on the bed, the soft and clear black clothes almost blended with his long hair, and the leather belt hung loosely around his waist. He was lying on the couch with his head propped on one hand, Playing with the white jade bone fracture fan in one hand, there is a hint of a smile in the sword eyes as deep as a pool of water, and the thin lips seem to be raised, like a sick and beautiful boy in a picture scroll.

He looked at the group of painters in front of him and raised his eyebrows, and a pleasant voice sounded in this silent palace: "Whenever you are satisfied with your paintings today, I will let you go."

Li Chuan and Wen Feng were standing at the door holding swords on one left and one on the right.

Time passed quickly, and it was late at night in a blink of an eye. Xiao Yu was taking a nap on the soft bed. Even if there was a painter who had finished the painting, he didn't dare to show it to him before he woke up. He could only continue to kneel and sit on the spot.

The outside of the hall gradually became brighter, and the candles in the green gauze lamp were burned out, and the news of the East Palace soon reached the ears of Emperor Yuan Xia.

Emperor Yuanxia listened to the eunuch's reply, and said in a deep voice: "Didn't the prince never see the painters I found? Why are they all called to go to his East Palace now?"

The chief eunuch bent down and smiled, "Maybe His Royal Highness is interested in these again?"

"Hahahahaha," Emperor Yuan Xia laughed: "He didn't like these things since he was a child, and he has always been taciturn. I guess he must have enlightened this time."

Just after laughing, a little eunuch came over, knelt on the ground and wanted to cry without tears: "His Royal Highness was furious and drove all the painters out of the East Palace. I heard that the guard Feng said that none of the paintings caught His Highness's eyes."

Emperor Yuanxia: "..." Pretend he didn't say anything.

The smile on the face of the chief eunuch froze for an instant, and he waved to the little eunuch kneeling on the ground to let him go out.

"Huh! Nizi!" Emperor Yuan Xia threw the memorial in his hand on the table, suddenly thought of something, and whispered to the eunuch beside him: "I can always be angry with him, and the queen can't control him, don't you think so?" Should someone take care of him?"

"This..." The chief eunuch was silent for a moment, and asked, "Does Your Majesty have a suitable candidate in mind?"

Emperor Yuan Xia stroked his non-existent beard, and pondered: "I think General Ning's fourth daughter is pretty good."

"Your Majesty is wise!"

"Forget it, he doesn't deserve it!"

Chief Eunuch: Mistake.

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The stumbling block: Emperor Yuanxia.

Good night.

(End of this chapter)