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Chapter 962

On this day, the weather was fine and cloudless.

After breakfast, Su Tang went to Tianxiangyuan to pay her respects to the princess before it was too hot.

After bypassing the screen and entering the room, I heard the maid report to the princess, "Princess, I just took out the paintings to dry, and found that two paintings are missing. I searched for a long time but couldn't find them. I don't know where they went."

The princess was drinking tea, and Mother Ning asked curiously, "Why are there so few paintings? Which two paintings are missing?"

The maid quickly said, "They are two paintings painted by the princess last year."

Mother Ning breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the painting that was lost was not a painting by a famous artist, but how could the princess's painting be lost? Mother Ning looked at the princess, could it be...

The princess said, "Maybe the prince took it away."

Mother Ning also guessed the same.

Although the princess is not a famous teacher, the prince seems to particularly like the princess's paintings. Previously, the prince gave one of the prince's paintings to his father-in-law, and the prince asked the princess to paint one as compensation for him.

The princess painted one, but the prince was dissatisfied and asked the princess to repaint it.

The princess complied, but the prince didn't throw away the painting that the prince disliked. The two paintings were hung together in the prince's study, which was also the study in the outer courtyard. It was the study room where foreigners met from time to time. You can see it as soon as the study door is opened.

The prince is not embarrassed, but the princess is embarrassed, afraid of making the prince laugh. There are so many precious paintings in the warehouse, and she can't hang any one.

There were no thieves in Tianxiang Courtyard, and nothing was lost. No one thought about it being stolen. Su Tang had a flash of thought of being stolen, but knowing that it belonged to the princess, the thought weakened. Since

If he stole it, he must have stolen something valuable. Anyone who could enter the study to serve him would have some discernment. In addition, the princess guessed it was the prince, so Su Tang's suspicion was dispelled.

She walked up and the princess smiled and said, "You came just in time. There are so many books in Ting'er's study. In previous years, my mother would let people take them out to dry them for an hour or two to prevent them from getting damp and moldy. Have you dried them this year?"

Su Tang shook his head truthfully, "Not yet. I'll let the maid take it out to dry in the sun when I get back soon."

Su Tang sat with the princess for a while, then went back to post books.

Xie Boting has quite a lot of books, half of which are military books, most of which he copied by his own hand, with annotations on them.

In Pinellia ternata, I moved Poria cocos and some red water chestnuts back and forth dozens of times, but only half of them were moved, and I was panting from exhaustion.

Not only the books in Xie Boting's study had to be dried, but the medicinal materials in the pharmacy also had to be dried. There were also Su Tang's dowry calligraphy and paintings in the warehouse, and the yard was full of them.

Mother Xu shook her head when she saw it. She was not as impatient as Princess Concubine when she posted books. She posted so many books at one time and it was not urgent to post them slowly. What should she do if she encounters a visitor?

When I thought about how few guests came to Jingmoxuan, and only acquaintances came, Prince Xin'an, the others, and the Crown Prince were so rude that they left the yard so dry that there was no place to set foot. They could still use Qinggong to fly over, so it didn't matter.

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But Jingmo Xuan has a visitor today, and he is still a stranger.

The maid took out all the books and Su Tang helped to dry them. After drying, she was so tired that she wiped her sweat.

A maid over there ran over and said, "Prince Concubine, the eldest lady from Lord Feng's residence in the Ministry of Punishment has asked to see you. She said that she was the handkerchief you delivered in Qingzhou. Manager Zhao asked the slave to come and ask you."

Su Tang was delighted when he heard this, "Go and invite people in."

This is really a handkerchief for the prince's concubine. The maid agreed, turned around and ran out of the courtyard.

It was the first time for Feng Yuan to come to Jingnan Palace. She had always been afraid that she would not be able to reach the top. Su Tang simply went to greet her in person. After all, she was one of the only two good friends of the original owner, so she still had to give her some face.

Seeing the maid running so fast, Su Tang guessed that she would see Feng Yuan when she reached the second door. However, she went out of the second door and entered the outer courtyard. She didn't see Feng Yuan, but she saw Xie Rou.

Su Tang thought that her reply to the palace was neat enough, but Xie Rou was even more exaggerated than her. She came back every two days and was not afraid of the bumpy carriage.

Seeing Su Tang, Xie Rou didn't look good at all, and said in a strange tone, "When did the threshold of our Jingnan Prince's Mansion become so low? Anyone can come in."

Su Tang just saw Feng Yuan who was more than ten steps behind Xie Rou. When she heard Xie Rou say this in front of Su Tang, Feng Yuan's face turned very ugly.

She knew that the threshold of Prince Jingnan's palace was high, and if she hadn't really wanted to talk to Su Tang, she wouldn't have come.

Just as I was regretting it, I heard a familiar voice, "Stop!"

Feng Yuan looked up and saw Xie Rou, who had walked a few steps ahead of Su Tang, stopped. The maid who was leading her had arrived in front of Su Tang at some point.

Su Tang looked back at Xie Rou, "When did I learn to be invisible so that my aunt can see that I'm gone?"
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