Chapter 66

What?Hang it in the hall for people to appreciate? !
This kind of thing can only be done by this "useless" Seventh Prince.

The corners of Leng Feng's mouth twitched as soon as his eyes touched the contents of the scroll.

It is really realistic, how does the "woman" in the painting look like himself?

What can I do? I originally planned to ask for a few days off. It will be fine when people forget about it, but if this painting is hung in the hall, the cold wind will feel terrible.

This matter must never end, and he will always be regarded as a monster by the whole house.

Thinking of this, Leng Feng simply fell to the ground.

The unscrupulous master held up the painting, admired it carefully, and kept admiring: "Tsk tsk, it's really a good painting!" When he walked up to Leng Feng, he said: "Leng Feng, why don't the king let the people in the mansion paint it?" The painter will also copy one for you, and you are also the heroine in this."

The cold air vents on the ground were foaming, and no one was awake.

I really can't stand this...

"If you don't speak, it's the default." Lou Mingxuan put down the painting, kicked the cold wind lightly, and said, "I know you appreciate me, but don't be so excited, get up quickly."

Only then did Leng Feng get up weakly, sat on the ground with a forced face and said, "Master, I'm sick and I need to rest."

"Really?" The corner of Lou Mingxuan's mouth curled up, revealing an evil smile.

Leng Feng secretly yelled that it was not good, because he knew that the master must be thinking of some bad ideas when he showed such an expression.

Without waiting for Leng Feng to speak, Lou Mingxuan said on his own: "Well, I planned to let you do things. Since you are sick, you should take a good rest, otherwise it will spread outside that the king abused his subordinates." It’s not good. This king will invite a “lustful doctor” genius doctor to heal you, but if you want him to work hard to treat you, you have to dress up like last night.”

The cold wind bounced off the ground in an instant, and that movement was crisp and neat, how could it be a bit sick?
He wiped the froth from the corner of his mouth, and said in a strong voice: "Master, there is no need, doing things for the master is the best medicine. As soon as I heard the master asked me to do things, I immediately cheered up. Now there is nothing to do, what does the master have?" Do as you please."

"Are you not sick?" Lou Mingxuan asked intentionally.

"I'm not sick anymore." Leng Feng quickly shook his head, asking him to dress up like last night again, he would rather die than do it.

"It's fine if you don't get sick." Lou Mingxuan sat back on the chair again, drank tea slowly, then smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said leisurely: "Cold wind, hurry up and follow the princess, she seems to have something on her body." As for the secret, you also saw the performance last night, so how could ordinary people think of it? At least it wasn’t something that the former Qin Zhu’er could think of.”

When Leng Feng heard Lou Mingxuan talking about the business, he put away his jokes and said solemnly, "What does the master mean?"

"I'm afraid that the current princess is no longer the same as before." Lou Mingxuan said lightly, but there was some complicated look in his eyes.

"Ah! Is this princess a fake? Is she a disguise?" Leng Feng was taken aback.

Lou Mingxuan shook his head, and said: "I have observed carefully, and the face is real, but I am just thinking, is it possible that someone who looks exactly like her was recruited by someone with a heart to pretend to be her?"

"Is there anyone who looks exactly the same in this world?" Leng Feng was curious.

(End of this chapter)

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