Chapter 102 Master of Chinese Painting Look at Lin Jieyu's own filter
Lin Jieyu glanced at Mu Zhao, strange and calm, "Princess, what are your orders?"
"It's okay," Mu Zhao seemed to have just shouted casually, and no one present felt anything was wrong.
After all, the princess has always done whatever she wants.
Mu Zhao looked at Chuntao and said, "Take me to see my paintings."
"Yes" Chuntao directed the people to carry Mu Zhao to the side of the traditional Chinese painting master.
Mu Zhao looked at the easel of the traditional Chinese painting master.
Seeing this, she called him a good guy.
What a beautiful picture.
In the paintings of the master of traditional Chinese painting, Lin Jieyu has plump and rosy cheeks, clear and firm eyes, a moderate chin, and lush green hair.
At this time, Chuntao also brought Mu Zhao's portrait.
Mu Zhao took a look at her own painting, and found that there was basically no distortion, and her decadent and wretched appearance was very vivid.
So... Mu Zhao looked at Lin Jieyu's portrait again.
The master of Chinese painting has his own filter when looking at Lin Jieyu.
If there wasn't something fishy between them, she would have eaten the Chinese painting master's drawing board!
Mu Zhao looked at his painting and nodded, making a pun, "Today's trip is not in vain."
The master of traditional Chinese painting was unfazed by favors and humiliations, "As long as the princess likes her."
Concubine De looked overjoyed as she watched the interaction between the two.
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After Mu Zhao left the palace, he shouted, "Pink Butterfly."
The white butterfly opens the car curtain.
"Go and help me keep an eye on the Chinese painting master and Lin Jieyu."
"Okay." When Fendie was about to withdraw, Mu Zhao asked again, "Do you know Lin Jieyu's life experience?"
Pink Die added, "I am only responsible for killing people, not intelligence."
Then he flew out.
Only responsible for killing, not intelligence?
Mu Zhao thought, does Pinkie belong to an organization?
With an organization with such capabilities, Mu Zhao thought of the Xueying Clan.
Chuntao said: "If the princess wants to ask about Lin Jieyu's related matters, she can ask the third young master."
"Well, that makes sense, then let's go home."
After returning home, a servant came to report, "Princess, the third young master is looking for you."
"Okay, I got it." Mu Zhao's medicine had worn off, so she had to be carried to Mu Ruogu's yard.
Mu Ruogu was originally anxious, but when he saw Mu Zhao like this, his anger instantly dissipated, but he still tried his best to keep a straight face.
Mu Zhao sweetly called out, "Third brother."
Mu Ruogu almost couldn't maintain the serious expression on his face.
He still asked seriously, "Do you know why I'm looking for you today?"
"Is it because of Taifu?" Mu Zhao reached out to grab Mu Ruogu's arm, but because he had no strength, it fell down softly, looking pitiful.
Mu Ruogu sighed helplessly, put her hand on his arm, and then asked in a soft voice.
"You still know that you missed the appointment?"
"I didn't break the appointment," Mu Zhao replied obediently.
"Yesterday, I didn't say that I would go to the Taifu today. I watered the vegetables for him yesterday morning and cooked for him all afternoon. I wanted to ask him to agree, but he didn't agree. I was sad and thought
Let's go to the palace and see Yun Wuluo have fun."
"What?" Mu Ruogu frowned, "He asked you to water and cook? Are you hurt? Are you tired?"
"No, no, the master even praised my cooking for being delicious."
"Although he is my master, he did something wrong," Mu Ruogu began to complain about Taifu.
"He has already figured out that you are Zhaozhao and has decided not to help you. He still makes things difficult for you and makes you do such tiring work. It's really a bit... disrespectful!"
"Actually, it doesn't matter. I will go again tomorrow."
"Don't go," Mu Ruogu said distressedly, "I will find another good master for you."
Then he had to write a letter to the master, telling him not to tease his little sister like this.
Mu Ruogu thought of Mu Zhao's last words again and asked curiously, "Why don't you go to the palace to have fun with Yun Wuluo? Why don't you come and tell me?"
"When I go to the palace, I also want to invite a master of traditional Chinese painting."
"Has the invitation arrived?"
"Not yet, but I found that he and Lin Jieyu seem to be a little bit fishy."
"Lin Jieyu..." Mu Ruogu's expression was a bit strange.
Mu Zhao asked, "What's wrong? Do you know this Lin Jieyu?"
"It's hard to put it into words."
"Then say a few more words." This chapter has been completed!