Chen Anning suddenly recovered from her contemplation, but saw that Liu Lan had already got off the carriage.

Xiao Nianqing was looking at her husband with concern: "What's wrong? Are you tired?"

"It's okay." Chen Anning squeezed out a smile, and slowly got up: "It's here? It's a bit fast."

Liu Lan's voice sounded from outside the carriage: "Second Brother is not far from my Liu Lan Hall, and we often meet together."

"It sounds like you have had a good relationship since childhood."

Chen Anning got out of the car, took Xiao Nianqing's hand by the way, and picked her up.

Liu Lan glanced at Chen Anning, and said calmly: "Well, compared to the prince, the second brother's personality is much gentler and closer, even the younger sister often comes to play with the second brother."

Hearing Liu Lan talk about the little sister, Chen Anning finally realized: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen the fifth princess for a long time."

"We can see you today."

Thinking of her lively little sister, Liu Lan couldn't help laughing and said: "She is also in the palace today, that girl's art has always been taught by my second brother."

Xiao Nianqing was listening, and couldn't help asking: "Compared with the prince, it seems that there are more people who prefer the second prince?"

"Not necessarily." Liu Lan showed emotion: "Second brother is friendly, talented, and has a lot of experience in governing the country. In fact, my younger sister and I are very supportive of second brother as the heir. However, the second brother is not the eldest son. , and he himself is unwilling to participate in the struggle for imperial power."

"He doesn't want to fight?" Chen Anning asked.

"Second brother doesn't like intrigue. He once expressed his intention to ascend the throne...he would rather hand over the imperial power to the crown prince directly than fight for it himself."

Chen Anning nodded clearly: "But this time he stood up."

"Because I have to stand up." Liu Lan sighed: "The prince's threat is so great that he will threaten the father and the entire royal family. No matter how reluctant the second brother is, he has to stand up against the prince."

Do I have to stand up...

Chen Anning paused, and a flash of light flashed in her mind: "Does the Holy Majesty appreciate the Second Highness?"

"This..." Liu Lan thought for a while, then nodded: "Father has indeed praised the second brother's literary talent and martial arts more than once, and also said that the second brother's policy of governing the country is remarkable."

It turned out to be the case.

Suddenly, Chen Anning seemed to have returned to the time when she confronted the Holy Spirit yesterday.

He clearly remembered that the Holy Majesty said that he sent someone to assassinate the prince.

Because he knew that it would take time for the prince to seek power and usurp the throne, and he knew the prince too well...knowing that the prince would not let go of the great opportunity of [being assassinated], he would choose to plan the rebellion in advance.

Chen Anning was still thinking, besides disgusting the prince, what effect could the Holy Majesty do?

Now he seems to understand.

Assassinate the prince—let the prince plan a rebellion in advance—to force the second prince, who was originally unwilling to participate in the imperial power struggle, to act.

Thinking about it carefully, after the crown prince failed in his rebellion, the second prince would naturally become the heir apparent.

The Holy Majesty's purpose, besides rehabilitating and killing the prince, is also to support a prince he admires.

Gee.

Your Majesty, you are truly ruthless.

"Three sisters!"

Sudden.

A petite voice sounded in the distance.

Everyone looked back and saw Liu Qingqing walking towards them.

Liu Lan looked at the girl in surprise: "Little sister, why did you come out? Shouldn't you be waiting in the hall?"

Liu Qingqing's displeasure was written all over her face, and when she came to Liu Lan, her tone was somewhat aggrieved: "I was made out of anger!"

"Angry?" Liu Lan frowned: "Who bullied you?"

"Just that stinky couple!" Liu Qingqing puffed her cheeks and jumped on the spot twice in displeasure: "I just said that those visitors have bad intentions!"

"What's going on?" Chen Anning asked from the side.

"It's, it's..."

Liu Qingqing was so angry that she couldn't even speak clearly, and she said after a while: "They actually said that the painting I gave to my second brother was fake, and even brought out the so-called real one!"

"I paid a lot of money to buy that painting from the painting sect. How could it be fake?! They also said that the second brother doesn't understand painting at all, and can't even tell the real from the fake... I just wanted to scold They were persuaded by the second brother."

294. What?Isn't being able to draw a basic skill for a spy?

Liu Jun is a person who loves painting.

On weekdays, his biggest hobby is to collect famous paintings from all walks of life. In addition, his own literary and artistic attainments are not shallow, and the works that can catch his eyes are all ingenious works that are also well-known on the vast Tianxuan Continent.

In Liu Jun's hall, a special area was set up to store the famous paintings collected by Liu Jun.

And the second prince announced that anyone who is interested in famous paintings can come to his hall to enjoy them anytime and anywhere - this is also intended to find someone who has a unique understanding of painting art like him.

Liu Jun, who has made achievements in both calligraphy and painting, is naturally longing for a confidant.

It's a pity that most of the time it's not the confidants who love painting who come to visit, but the villains who deliberately pick quarrels and cause trouble.

"Second Highness, you can't let this matter go, can you?"

At this moment.

Inside Liu Jun Hall.

Many people from the imperial city are gathered together at this moment, and the people who can come here are all noble people who have a special liking for paintings.

It's just that usually most of them would scatter in all directions, admiring their favorite famous paintings.

Today is different——

Everyone gathered together not to appreciate a certain masterpiece, but to join in the fun.

The excitement caused by a certain prince's son.

Dressed in a Chinese robe, the handsome young man full of elegance is looking at Liu Jun in front of him meaningfully, stroking his folding fan, not at all afraid of Liu Jun's identity as the second prince, and his tone is even more aggressive: "I have always I heard that the second prince cherishes paintings like his life and has a unique vision, but now he puts this fake and inferior painting in the center of the booth, it really makes people laugh."

Shoddy goods.

Hearing what the young man said, Liu Jun, who is even mild-tempered, couldn't help frowning.

Before each painting is placed in the booth, Liu Jun will carefully explore it.

Logically speaking, with his knowledge and ability, it is not difficult to distinguish the authenticity of this painting. Even those masters of counterfeit paintings who are famous for making fakes can rarely hide it from Liu Jun's eyes.

Besides, Liu Jun is not the only one who can screen, there are also several disciples from the painting sect in Liu Jun's hall, and they usually help Liu Jun to distinguish the authenticity of the painting.

All the masters of the painting sect really possess the top painting skills in the entire Tianxuan Continent, and if they can fake in front of them without being discovered, I am afraid that they can fake paintings that are real and fake.

If there is such a level of fake painting, Liu Jun would not mind setting up a special booth for it, so that the world can appreciate the ingenious skill of the fake painting author.

just now-

Liu Jun's eyes fell on the "Summer Lake and Autumn Frost Picture" displayed on the booth, and a chill flashed inexplicably in his eyes.

Now the painting that was placed on the booth, he could tell at a glance that it was a forgery.

But when that girl Liu Qingqing happily gave this painting to herself, Liu Jun was sure that it was definitely the authentic one—whether it was the hooked corners drawn by pen and ink or the impressive painting style, they all completely conformed to the painting. The past character of the author of "Summer Lake and Autumn Frost".

Then the problem is coming.

Why is the painting on the booth supposed to be an authentic painting, but now it is a fake painting that is so obvious that it cannot be more obvious?

The answer is simple.

The painting was replaced.

"His Royal Highness." Liu Jun was silent for a while, then raised his head to look at the young man in front of him: "The matter of the fake painting was my negligence at the moment. If this has affected His Royal Highness's mood of appreciating the painting, I would like to apologize."

Liu Jun's posture was very low.

After all, now Liu Jun can't produce evidence that the painting was secretly replaced, and he can't directly plant this matter on the other party's head——

With so many people watching, as the second prince, Liu Jun had to handle the incident as perfectly as possible.

Seeing Liu Jun's attitude, the prince's son twitched his lips twice.

He originally thought that Liu Jungui, as the second prince, should at least be tougher at this time, but now his low-profile response made the prince's son feel like he was punching cotton.

Before he could say anything more, the woman beside him smiled lightly and said, "Second Highness, the problem now is not just this one painting, but the problem of your entire art exhibition."

Liu Jun turned his head sideways and looked at this woman with a charming figure and a charming air all over her body.

When it comes to appearance, this woman is considered to be among the best women Liu Jun has ever seen. Coupled with that voice that makes your legs go limp and your heart is rippling, it's no wonder that His Royal Highness is fascinated by her.

Liu Jun still acted calmly: "How do you say that?"

The woman smiled sweetly and said, "This painting is a momentary negligence of the Second Highness. This huge exhibition has collected hundreds of so-called famous paintings, big and small. Maybe you will be negligent for a moment?"

"Maybe the one next to it is also fake, maybe a certain painting we admired before is also fake. How can we make it clear what happened in a moment of negligence?"

"How many fake paintings are there in this exhibition...Second Highness, why don't you check it out?"

Such words fall.

Everyone present was discussing.

They suddenly remembered that they had marveled at a certain painting, and they also remembered that they had boasted to other people how mysterious and amazing a certain painting was.

It would be fine if it was an authentic painting by a famous artist, but if it was a fake painting...

Just thinking about how long they boasted in front of a fake picture, they felt the shame gushing out from the bottom of their hearts like a fountain.

"Second Highness, Second Highness!"

"Could it be that the "Clear Water Lotus" that you and I admired before is also a fake?"

"There is also that painting "August Passing the Forest" that you have been praising all the time. Could it be that it is also a fake?"

"I just said that the painting I saw before didn't look right, and I guess it's not true!"

Credibility crumbling.

It's like an old shop that has been in business for decades is suddenly found to be adulterated, and those old customers will wonder if they have eaten unclean things before.

With just a few words from that woman, Liu Jun was pushed to the forefront again.

These two...

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