"Yes," Fendie asked, "otherwise how would I know he is from De Fei?"
"No," Mu Zhao said anxiously, "No matter who is behind the eunuch, since he went to find the master of traditional Chinese painting, he must be suspicious of him. If you see the little eunuch going to the palace of Concubine De, you can stop the robbery.
, how can he still be allowed to give poems to Concubine De?"
Pinkie understands her concerns.
Pink Die said: "Why are you so anxious? If Concubine De really finds out that the painter is having an affair with Lin Jieyu and this poem is a love poem or something like that, then I will kill Concubine De."
"Kill?!" Mu Zhao was surprised by Pinkie's boldness.
Pink Butterfly said calmly: "I haven't killed him yet."
Mu Zhao: "......"
Of course you haven't killed her yet, otherwise the bad news would have come by now.
But she was also very surprised, "Did you discover something? That's why you didn't kill him?"
Pink Die's expression was a little complicated again, "She said that with this poem, she can please you."
Mu Zhao was even more surprised, "Why?"
Pinkie said: "Perhaps you gave her a misunderstanding? Made her think you fell in love with the painter?"
Mu Zhao: "?"
She was a little dumbfounded, "I have a crush on the painter? How did you know that?"
"Perhaps it's because you stayed away unusually today and kept visiting the painter frequently."
Mu Zhao: "......"
She was a bit snarling, "The painter is almost the same age as my father, how could I fall in love with him?!"
Pink Die calmly guessed, "Perhaps your usual behavior is too bold? You can even like eunuchs. It's not difficult for people to accept you if you like someone who is about the same age as your father."
"Yun Wuluo is different."
Pinkie then asked, "What's the difference?"
"I..." Mu Zhaoyu hesitated, "I think he is good-looking. Can a painter compare with him?"
"What you said makes sense."
Although Pink Die seemed to be echoing her, her expression was like, "Guess whether I believe it or not?"
Mu Zhao was discouraged and said, "Forget it."
Pink Die also returned to normal, "I didn't kill her, I just want you to think about it, is there anything you can take advantage of?"
Mu Zhao also cleared his mind of all the messy thoughts and thought about this matter.
After a while, a complete plan was formed in her mind.
She smiled, with a sly look in her eyes, "Now that Concubine De has found something to please me, will she invite me to the palace tomorrow?"
Pink Butterfly smiled, "The princess is smart."
"Okay," Mu Zhao lay back on the bed, "I'm going to bed, you should go to sleep too."
"Yeah" the white butterfly disappeared.
Mu Zhao felt that the two most difficult masters were now solved, so she slept peacefully.
But Yun Wuluo in the palace was about to explode with anger.
He already knew everything about what Mu Zhao did in the palace today.
Zhao Zhao actually stared at the painter all day long.
She had only been with him for half an hour, and she had not been truly alone with him for less than a stick of incense, or even only for a moment.
But she actually stared at the painter for the whole day!
If she has anything she wants to ask or want to say, she can come to him and he will tell her everything in detail.
You must tell her that that damn painter is Lin Jieyu's husband.
The painter strives to be the best painter just so that he can see Lin Jieyu every year when he enters the palace.
The painter likes money because Lin Jieyu has always had a bad attitude towards the emperor. She was rejected by the emperor and her life in the palace was not good. He wanted to earn more money for her.
"Is this the kind of information that Zhao Zhao can find out after just one day of staring at it?"
Yun Wuluo was really angry and couldn't help but complain.
Ying Wuchen applied medicine on him and laughed out loud.
Just as Yun Wuluo was happy and angry yesterday, he is miserable today.
He likes his misery.
So I couldn't help but sarcastically say, "This ointment cannot be exposed to fire, as the effect of removing scars will be half if exposed to fire."
Yun Wuluo was annoyed, "As long as you know how to store the ointment, what's the use of telling me?"
Ying Wuchen said: "You are so angry that it affects my ointment."
Yun Wuluo: "......"
He was speechless, and naturally he had to leave Ying Wuchen speechless, so he tapped Ying Wuchen's mute point with his backhand.
Ying Wuchen: "......"
He angrily slapped Yun Wuluo on the back of the head.
Yun Wuluo turned around and smiled.
Ying Wuchen quickly retreated, Yun Wuluo's smile was more terrifying than his violent rage.
Yun Wuluo turned around and said dullly: "Tell me, does Zhao Zhao like me at all?"
Ying Wuchen nodded, who would like a sick person like you?
Yun Wuluo asked again, "Or is it that she doesn't know my strength? So she doesn't ask me, but looks for flaws on her own? Should I tell her everything about me?"
Ying Wuchen: "......"
Not only is he sick, he is also crazy.
Yun Wuluo shook his head, "Forget it, it's too dark for her. She will hate me even more when she finds out." This chapter has been completed!