Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 217
After a day's journey, we didn't arrive at the altar until dark.

"This tent is no better than the palace, so you have to suffer for a while."

"No grievance, no grievance..." Jing Chun said as he took off his curtain hat, took off his coat, and stretched, "I now understand what it means to be tired of traveling and traveling."

Jiang Hejin was not in a hurry to rest. They just changed their clothes and walked out of the tent again.

"Where are you going?"

"Brother Huang has asked me to discuss tomorrow's rain praying ceremony. You should rest first and I'll be back soon."

Jing Chun knew that Jiang and Jin were working hard, but he didn't expect it to be so hard.

After Jiang Hejin left, Jing Chun also changed her clothes. She still remembered the purpose of her coming here. It had been a day and she didn't even have a painting. It was really hard to explain to Jiang Hesheng.

But Jingchun searched the tent for a long time, but couldn't find his sheepskin bag containing the paintbrush.

This morning, the nun in the palace placed the book bag somewhere else because she was worried about her poor appearance today. Jing Chun was also in a hurry and did not confirm where the book bag was placed.

Jing Chun held his forehead, how could anyone paint without using pen and ink?
At this point, I can only say that the tent of the Hanlin Academy of Painting has borrowed some pen and ink color.

This is not a difficult task. Jing Chun originally wanted to ask a servant to borrow some, but Jing Chun was not the only one who was tired from traveling and traveling. The servants also went down to rest.

The current plan is that Jing Chun can only go there alone.

In the Hanlin Painting Academy's tent, Jing Tongchang was discussing with Liu Shu the composition of today's painting. A servant outside the door came to report, "Sir, Princess Li outside the tent would like to borrow some pens and ink."

Jing Tongchang also heard that Jing Chun had received the holy order to paint with him. He originally thought about meeting him tomorrow, but he never thought that Jing Chun would come today.

"Please come in."

At that moment, the curtain outside the door opened, and Liu Shuxie saw Princess Li head-on. He was about to lower his head to avoid her, but a face suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Wellman!"

Jing Chun was also a little surprised, "Liu Gong?"

Jing Tongchang looked at the two of them and said, "Book Association, do you know Xiaochun?"

Koharu?

and many more!

Liu Shuxie was shocked and looked at Jing Tongchang again, and a loud voice told him a fact.

"Are you sir's daughter?"

Jing Chun also didn't expect to meet an old friend from when they were painting together in Jingzhao Mansion. Liu Shuxie was originally a painter at the Hanlin Academy of Painting. It was a common practice to stay in Jingzhao Mansion for a period of time. It was reasonable to accompany him this time, but it was absolutely unreasonable. I thought I would meet here.

Jing Chun found it difficult to explain for a while, so he could only nod his head and said, "It's a long story."

Liu Shuxie knew that Jing Tongchang's eldest daughter was married to His Royal Highness King Li, so even though Jing Tongchang had a vacant position, no one dared to offend her.

Jing Tongchang said at this time, "Shu Association, you go down first."

Liu Shuxie came to his senses and said, "Yes, students, please leave first."

After saying that, Liu Shuxie left the tent.

Jing Chun looked at the frightened Jing Tongchang, but he had no intention of reminiscing about the father-daughter bond with Jing Tongchang. He just picked up some pen and ink colors and planned to leave.

"Xiaochun." Jing Tongchang stopped Jing Chun.

Jing Chun stopped, his voice without any warmth, "What else do you have to do, Mr. Zhaozhao?"

Jing Tongchang lowered his head secretly, "It's nothing."

Jing Tongchang knew that he was far less attentive to educating Jing Chun than he was to Jing Shuyao, especially after being fostered outside for ten years. Although he felt guilty in his heart, it would dissipate because of Jing Chun's current status as Princess Li.Jing Chun's expression was very solemn. After much deliberation, he still wanted to explain it clearly to Liu Shuxie, but he didn't want to see Liu Shuxie waiting outside the tent as soon as he left the tent.

Liu Shuxie didn't feel that Jing Chunsheng was at odds, "Have the princess and your husband reached an agreement so quickly?"

Jing Chun felt that the title was awkward, "Don't call me princess, you'd better call me well worker."

Liu Shuxie shook his head and said, "Here, the humble minister must not call the princess a well worker."

Jing Chun's expression also became darker, "Master Liu is right, it's just about my identity. I definitely didn't intend to hide it."

"Wei Chen knows." Liu Shuxie was not as panicked as Jing Chun.

"you know?"

Liu Shuxie replied unhurriedly: "His Royal Highness Prince Li had not yet married when the Queen Mother entered the Jingzhao Mansion, and the marriage did not happen until later. It must have been that the Princess Royal Concubine concealed her plans from the ministers out of helplessness. As Lord Zhao’s daughter, I understand the princess’s painstaking efforts.”

"Thank you, Master Liu."

Liu Shuxie waved his hand and smiled, "You and I have worked together before, so I don't need to say thank you. When my husband married his daughter, I heard that his family called the princess's name. Although I also contacted the well worker back then, I only I thought it was a coincidence of having the same name, but I never thought it would really scare me today."

Jing Chun smiled slightly, "I didn't expect to meet Mr. Liu today either."

"There are many officials praying for rain this time. Today, I met Mr. Song on the road. Sir, I am not talking about the princess. Do you think Jingzhao Mansion still doesn't know the identity of the princess?"

"Master Tang knows, he guessed it, and the rest..." Jing Chun shook his head.

"Does the princess intend to hide it for a long time?"

"If possible, I would like to just be a simple painter, but..."

Jing Chun did not continue, but just rubbed a corner of his dress. If an ordinary painter could not afford to wear such a gorgeous robe, since he wore such a robe, he had to take over the connection with it. long scarf.

Seeing this, Liu Shuxie handed the charcoal pen in his hand to Jing Chun, "The Princess makes good use of charcoal, so I will give this charcoal to the Princess."

Jing Chun felt a sense of warmth in his heart and accepted the charcoal.

When Jiang and Jin returned to the tent, Jing Chun was already lying on the bed.

There were several pieces of paper packed away on the desk. Jiang and Jin took a look at it. The drawings on them were of the scene when they set out to pray for rain today.

Jing Chun was awakened by the soft sound of Jiang and Jin. She was stunned for a while and then got off the bed. "I was too tired just now. I just wanted to take a nap for a while, but I fell asleep unexpectedly."

Jiang Hejin pushed Jing Chun back, "You can sleep on the bed."

"how about you?"

"I'm in bed too."

"?"

Jing Chun woke up instantly, and his body unconsciously leaned back.

Jing Chun's panicked behavior put a slight smile on Jiang Hejin's face, "Praying for rain is a big deal. The accompanying team must fast, give up cravings, and clean up their body and mind. I will not do anything to you at this time."

Hearing this, Jing Chun also lowered his guard and resumed his sitting posture, "Then your Majesty also brings a beautiful woman here. Is this called cleansing the body and mind?"

"What happens to them is their business and has nothing to do with you or me. Speaking of which..." Jiang Hejin moved a little closer to Jing Chun, "Why do you think Jiaomei came here?"

Jing Chun was speechless for a moment. What was in his mind must never be spoken out, so he prevaricated: "What I think has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Hejin smelled the warm scent of Jing Chun again. Jiang Hejin knew it was a little abrupt, but they couldn't help but get closer.

(End of this chapter)