Crossing the bar on the tyrant: the only favorite

Chapter 172 The Private Meeting with Zetian 3
This time Zetian did not immediately refute Qiu Yishui, but only looked at her suspiciously.

After a long time, he said, "What evidence do you have?"

Qiu Yishui committed a crime, she came here alone, what evidence can she have?
Zetian was pressing again: "How can you make me believe such absurd things?"

Qiu Yishui frowned and thought.Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she remembered the old man who gave the book, isn't he also in this time and space?

He said eagerly: "By the way, the old man who gave me the book should still be in Cangyue Kingdom. I met him a few days ago."

"Who is he?"

"I don't know who he is, he ran away last time. I only know that he likes to play the erhu, and he has a deep relationship with your Qiu Yishui. Do you have a pen and paper? I can roughly tell him Draw it like that."

Zetian took a deep look at her and said, "There are in the room, you follow me."

Turn around and enter the house first.

Hearing that she said it seriously, and it didn't look like a lie, he was very confused and didn't know whether to believe her words.

He'll get to the bottom of it.Even if she is acting, he still wants to see how she continues to act.

Qiu Yishui followed him into the room, laid out the paper, picked up a pen, and thought about the appearance of the old man.

There is nothing special about the old man's appearance, except for his white beard and white hair, and his extremely bright eyes.

She has only learned how to draw for a few days, so she can only be regarded as an amateur. How can she draw his features so that people can recognize him at a glance?
Qiu Yishui pondered for a long time before he dared to draw the portrait of the old man.

After finishing the painting, I looked at it carefully and felt satisfied. The old man basically looks like this, and his charm is also shown.

Zetian has been standing behind her watching her paint.

Seeing her put down her pen, she asked, "Are you finished painting like this?"

Qiu Yishui handed the painting to Zetian, and replied, "Yes. This is him, do you know him?"

Zetian took the painting and examined it carefully, his face even more sad.

He said helplessly, "Yishui, do you think you can fool me by doing this?"

(End of this chapter)