After seeing the barrage, the princess quit her job

Chapter 260

It was at this moment that Shen Jiayu woke up. She got off the bed, pulled on her shoes, and shouted: "Jiuhuan!"

"Come on, what's your order, Miss?"

Jiu Huan thought that Shen Jiayu would change clothes to freshen up after waking up, so she asked casually, and her body had already proficiently rushed to the closet, planning to match the clothes for the lady.

But Shen Jiayu asked, "Where are my rice paper and paints?"

Jiuhuan paused when he opened the cabinet door, and after a moment of reaction, he replied: "They are all in your study. Although you don't often go to the study, you never bring pens, ink, paper and inkstones to the bedroom. A bedroom is a place to rest, not to work."

Shen Jiayu's literary attainments are not low, but after she was addicted to the bizarre world in the storybooks, she seldom read poems and songs anymore. She has an independent courtyard, which naturally has a small kitchen and a study room, but The study only played a role in her childhood, and she rarely stepped into it later.

Jiu Huan was responsible for cleaning her study in person, fearing that her little ancestor would come in on a whim someday.

"Then you bring it here for me. By the way, how long have I slept and how long is it before dinner?"

Jiu Huan replied one by one: "You slept for half an hour. On the way, Miss Sisi and Miss Nian Nian came over and said that it was jewelry for you. The servant took it for you. I heard the servant said that you were sleeping. , and they quietly left again."

"The Eldest Young Master also came here, and said that the meal will be served in an hour, and let the servants call you, so don't miss the hour."

After finishing speaking, she opened the door and went to the study room next door to bring over rice paper and paints. Considering the lady's habit of throwing away one by one, she took a thick stack of paper just in case.

"That's enough time."

Shen Jiayu stood up, spread out the rice paper, and recalled the color of the paint at that time. After all, it was something she had painted. Now that she has seen it, the memories flooded into her mind. Jiu Huan was helping to mix the paint , but did not raise his eyes to see what the young lady was drawing.

She had stared intently once before, and she was so impressed that she dared not look directly.

"Obviously it is very lifelike, especially the character Wang, what an image, full of majesty, His Highness should be very happy to see such a vivid little tiger, and it can be regarded as making up for the shortcomings of five or six years ago. His Highness must be very moved. "

Shen Jiayu first drew a rough outline, then traced and colored in detail, and kept thinking.

Jiu Huan listened from the side, scratching her heart and lungs, wanting to appreciate the young lady's masterpiece, so she couldn't help but glanced at it out of the corner of her eye, and then quickly looked away, even if it took more than one glance, it would be a sin.

"Ah, it's painted into a mess, it's pitch black, it's not good-looking, and it doesn't match His Highness's image and temperament."

Shen Jiayu crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it away, Jiu Huan counted silently, the first one.

She was so absorbed in herself that she didn't know what the caring servant girl was doing, so she drew a new one, which was clearly restored according to the same proportions in her memory, but when she erected it, she felt that everything was wrong, and it seemed that she lacked a little bit of childishness. Knead, there is one more on the ground.

The second, the third, the fourth...

There were more and more balls of paper on the ground, Jiu Huan felt her arms were sore, she lowered her arm to relieve the pain, and the rice paper became thinner and thinner, Jiu Huan thought it was better to plan ahead, otherwise she would break her leg.

"Phew, finally finished drawing."

Shen Jiayu's hands were stained with paints of various colors, but she didn't care at all. She just looked at her finished painting with great satisfaction, and then hung it up. Jiu Huan looked at the colorful little tiger cat, and didn't understand why the lady Paint it a gorgeous flower peacock.

I'm afraid only the Third Highness will understand.

When Shen Jiayu was immersed in painting, Yan Suizhi brought Shi Po into the palace to meet the saint. Shi Po knelt in the center of the hall and confessed his crime.

Yan Suizhi sat quietly at the side without interrupting or making any supplements.

The emperor was satisfied that the property was recovered without causing huge losses, but he was not satisfied with the results of Yan Suizhi's investigation, so his anger was directed at himself.

"You have been away for more than a month, and you told me that the real culprit has not been found yet?"

The emperor shook the memorial he submitted, and the memorial fell at Yan Suizhi's feet. Yan Suizhi remained indifferent: "I have someone to suspect, and I have some evidence, but I don't know if the emperor is willing to admit."

"The real culprit behind the scenes is too..."

"shut up!"

This was the second time the emperor interrupted Yan Suizhi's words.

(End of this chapter)