Jiaoruan Donggong: Your Highness, have you been reborn too?

Chapter 11 The Stolen Painting

Previously, Xie Jing was concentrating on how to win Su Ling's favor. In addition, military training was hard work, but he has always pampered himself, so of course he chose the easiest way to do it.

In addition, relying on his status as the son of the eldest son, even if he missed a few military trainings, it would not hurt.

Unexpectedly, the prince Yun Ting found out. As the God of War and the prince, Yun Ting must have found out that he couldn't bear the sand in his eyes.

If the prince goes to the emperor to say something, then he...

Thinking of the consequences, Xie Jing shivered violently, and even the painting in his hand made a rattling sound, he laughed a few times, and said in an unnatural tone: "These ministers were a little uncomfortable in those few days. Li, this is the absence."

"His Royal Highness, Haihan, I will definitely not miss the military training next time!"

Watching Xie Jing's trembling appearance, Yun Ting's face became even more mocking, and his eyes fell on the painting in his hand.

Then he slowly opened his mouth and said: "If you are not comfortable, can you still copy this "Picture of Picking Weiwei"?"

Ning Jingyan, who returned together, laughed mercilessly. This person probably pressed their IQs to the ground and crushed them repeatedly.

The lame reason was exposed, and the expression on Xie Jing's face was almost blue and then red, it was so exciting, Su Ling felt so relieved watching it.

"Weichen, Weichen..." Xie Jingjiu's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he couldn't think of a better reason for a while, so he could only hesitate.

Su Ling blinked her eyes, and her gaze fell on Yun Ting who was beside her, her heart was tense, and her heart was beating uncontrollably.

Since he went and came back, he must have heard what she said just now, so... what would he think?
"Since even Gu's companion said that you copied it well, then I think it must be excellent, let Gu take a look."

Yun Ting didn't know that Su Ling was watching him secretly, he raised his eyes and looked at Xie Jing, with an unquestionable order in his tone.

It's iron blood that has been practiced in the military camp all year round. Xie Jing was agitated, and his body reacted first, obediently holding the painting and sending it up.

When he reacted, Yun Ting had already reached out to take the scroll and unfolded it to read again, Xie Jing immediately showed a panicked expression.

It was already too late to get the painting back at this time, Xie Jing could only bear the invisible pressure, lowered his head and reluctantly said.

"The humble minister is just copying at will, so he must not be able to compare with you, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Hearing this, Su Ling sneered a few times in her heart, secretly sighed that Xie Jing's flattery was really clumsy, but at the same time, she also had some doubts.

It's just a copied painting, even if she has a prejudice against Xie Jing, she has to admit that there is indeed some essence in it, why is Yun Ting so nervous when he picks it up?
However, this doubt was answered in the next moment.

Yun Ting glanced across the screen, and finally landed on the lower right corner calmly.

"Jingyan, if Gu remembers correctly, he seems to have lost a painting some time ago."

Ning Jingyan answered leisurely: "Yes, His Highness's painting is pretty good, it's a pity to lose it."

It was clearly an ordinary conversation, but it made Xie Jing's scalp tingle, and the sweat on his forehead became more joyful.

"Your Majesty Xie, is this painting really copied by you?" Yun Ting put away the scroll, but did not return it to Xie Jing, but handed it directly to Ning Jingyan.

Xie Jing, who was asked the question, trembled all over his body, and he didn't answer, and those who didn't answer didn't, and just stood there with his head bowed like a statue.

Seeing Su Ling was also confused, Su Qing had never had a good impression of Xie Jing, and now she was happy to see him lose face, and even bent her elbow to lightly bump Su Ling, making fun of her in a low voice.

"Look how much His Royal Highness protects you."

Her thoughts were disturbed, Su Ling's face was dyed crimson by Su Qing's teasing, she sneaked another glance at Yun Ting, then quickly withdrew her gaze and said embarrassingly: "Sister!"

"Oh, Your Highness, do you see what I found?"

Ning Jingyan's voice was full of surprise, and the attention of several people was immediately attracted to him. He held the unfolded scroll and pointed his finger at the lower right corner of the scroll.

Su Ling also cast his gaze curiously. The place Ning Jingyan was pointing at was a tree outlined in ink, and on the trunk of the tree was the word "Cloud" written forcefully.

If Ning Jingyan hadn't pointed it out, Su Ling might not have found out.

"Isn't this the word of His Highness the Crown Prince? Why did it appear in your painting, Mr. Xie?"

Ning Jingyan put away the scroll with a smile, the look in Xie Jing's eyes was tantamount to forcing him.

Xie Jing's face turned red, and he couldn't hold back a word.

Whether it is writing letters or painting, Yun Ting has a habit of leaving a word "Cloud" in the lower right corner. Ning Jingyan only discovered it, and this will make him look at Xie Jing a little more Contemptuous.

Seeing that Xie Jing remained silent for a long time, he said again: "Master Xie, do you admire our Crown Prince? Hey! It's not shameful to say it, but... isn't it a bit awkward for you to give the girl a painting with His Highness's signature? what?"

The embarrassing Xie Jing's face turned pale, this was simply humiliating him in public!
Su Ling's mind is clear, how could he not understand the situation in front of him.

She said, Xie Jing has always only known pleasure, how could he paint?He even copied it so vividly, now it seems that the painting was probably stolen from Yun Ting, but it is not known how he stole it.

"Cheek-skinned! This painting was obviously stolen from my uncle and given to my aunt. How shameless!"

Xuanji, who had been riding on Ning Jingyan's neck, condemned Xie Jing crisply.

Children have always been straightforward, and to expose the truth so bluntly, Xie Jing wished he could get into the cracks in the ground, and attracted many curious onlookers around him.

"Your Highness, I think I still have something important to do, so I will leave first."

Xie Jing lowered his head, clasped his hand to Yun Ting, got permission, turned around and left as if fleeing.

"Uncle, uncle, hurry up, let's go over there to play!" Xuanji raised her small hand and pulled Ning Jingyan's long hair, pointing to a lively place not far away.

Ning Jingyan's eyes lingered on Yun Ting and Su Ling for a while, unable to hold back Xuanji's urging, he had no choice but to lead them away.

Seeing this, Su Qing smiled ambiguously at Su Ling, and then lowered her voice and said: "Take this opportunity to explain clearly!"

After all, without giving Su Ling a chance to react, he directly pushed her towards Yun Ting, turned around and slipped away.

Su Ling was caught off guard by the push, and fell directly towards Yun Ting.

Yun Ting took advantage of the situation and reached out to support Su Ling's arm to stabilize her figure, looking at her with a kind of unconscious tenderness.

"Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince!" Su Ling was startled, and hurriedly stood upright towards Yun Ting's blissful body, her ears covered by her hair were scorching hot.

(End of this chapter)