After taking a nap, Gu Zhirong was refreshed, and after sitting under the grape trellis and reading the medical book for a while, he covered the book, and looked at the bees busy collecting pollen in the medicine garden with great interest, without the slightest depressed and irritable mood of being confined.

Mingyue walked over lightly, refilled the tea cup, and was about to retreat, when she heard Gu Zhirong say quietly: "Mingyue, you can tell me, we have always been cautious, and we have never been enemies with others, why did we get into this kind of right and wrong for no reason, and we were grounded for no reason?"

In the whole scandal, the most innocent person is afraid that she is the only one.

She only remembered that it was a sunny day, a sunny day, and a good day to go out. drove to Princess Zhaomin's mansion, everything went smoothly, there are many treasures in the princess's mansion, there are also many delicacies, the people at the table are very good to themselves, and they are happy during the banquet, even Miss Gu Er, who has always looked at her wrongly, rarely shows a smile to herself.

The departure happened very suddenly, and she remembered that she had been hit, and then she was surprised to see that something had fallen from her body. Miss Zhao Jiu, who was following closely behind her, seemed to be a little nervous, and she wanted to go over to pick up the thing, but the girl from the princess's mansion who was standing next to her reacted faster, and picked up the thing at once and handed it inside.

After about a quarter of an hour, the old lady came out of it with a blue face, saying that something had happened in the house, and beckoning everyone to go back. Next, his freedom was deprived, and outside the courtyard gate, there were servant women with round waists and thick arms, guarding every inch, like a door god.

No matter how stupid a person is, she knows that this is definitely a conspiracy, what she doesn't understand is, why did she get caught in such a daze?

Mingyue looked at her young lady, stunned for a long time, finally stroked her chest, and exhaled a big breath: "Miss, you finally remembered this top priority." ”

Gu Zhirong smiled: "How could I forget this?"

was framed for no reason, I'm afraid that no matter how well-cultivated people are, they will be uneasy.

Hearing Gu Zhirong say this, Mingyue's hanging heart finally let go. Originally, she didn't believe that her young lady was such a cowardly character, but Gu Zhirong's behavior in the past few days was too abnormal, and she didn't mention anything about what happened that day, and she looked like she swallowed her anger and calmed down, which made her scratch her head. Now as soon as she heard this, she knew that her own lady had begun to investigate the frame-up.

She raised her head, looked at Gu Zhirong and said, "Miss, this is definitely a conspiracy. Although Miss had a relationship with King Su many years ago, it was several years ago, and Miss was still young at that time. Over the years, Miss has never mentioned King Su, and the slaves and maids almost thought that Miss had forgotten that person, so how could she send a love letter to King Su for no reason? It must be those people in the house who don't like Miss on weekdays, deliberately framed Miss with that painting. ”

Gu Zhirong frowned slightly, and her beautiful face was puzzled: "What painting?"

When she said this, she regretted it a little, after all, she didn't know anything about the past of the original owner, so as to prevent Mingyue from seeing the clues, she immediately explained: "Mingyue, tell me, you know, since that incident happened four years ago, after waking up, I don't remember anything." ”

Mingyue glanced at her suspiciously, as if she couldn't believe that the person who occupied such an important position in her own young lady's heart would be forgotten by the young lady, and then thought of the amnesia of the young lady who fell into the pond and woke up four years ago, and couldn't help but sigh deeply: "It's good to forget, but there are people in the house who refuse to let the young lady forget about this matter, and they have to come up with these nonsensical things to frame the young lady." ”

Raising her head, seeing Gu Zhirong's expectant gaze, Mingyue couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Okay, since Miss is willing to listen, then the slave maid will talk to Miss and listen." Five years ago, King Su went to Vietnam to mourn his mother and returned to Beijing, and the young lady went to see the excitement with the ladies from other rooms in the house. I don't know which pushed the young lady, and the young lady fell in front of King Su's horse and almost had an accident. Fortunately, King Su was able to ride well, and immediately reined in the horse's head and saved the young lady's life. Since then, Miss has been very concerned about King Su, collected a lot of King Su's calligraphy and painting handwriting, and practiced in the mold, especially a picture of Qingming after the rain, the model is vivid, and the true handwriting of King Su has a comparison. Moreover, at that time, the young lady also had a special love for the Qingming picture after the rain, and placed it next to the bookcase, and she had to take it out and take a look at it every day. ”

Gu Zhirong's eyebrows frowned even tighter, she didn't expect that the original owner of this body was actually an infatuation seed. Five years ago, the original owner should have been only eight years old, an eight-year-old girl, who actually knew the taste of lovesickness, Gu Zhirong, who was a modern traveler, felt angry and funny.

"You mean, at the banquet in the princess's mansion a few days ago, the thing that fell off my body was that painting?" Gu Zhirong said suspiciously.

Mingyue nodded.

Gu Zhirong raised his eyebrows: "Mingyue, didn't you say before that King Su was extremely handsome, he was a heartthrob in Shengjing, and he had many followers, and his calligraphy and paintings have always been very popular in Zhimozhai." In this case, there must have been many people at the princess's mansion that day, and I was not the only one who imitated his painting, so how can I say that the painting is mine?"

Mingyue looked at Gu Zhirong and was not surprised at all: "Because there is an inscription on that painting." ”

Gu Zhirong picked up the pastel peony tea bowl, and couldn't laugh or cry: "What words did I inscribe?"

"There is no tomb in the mountain, the heaven and the earth are together, but dare to be with the king. Mingyue read it out clearly.

"What!" Gu Zhirong almost squirted out a sip of tea, "Did I really ask this?"

Seeing that Mingyue nodded affirmatively, Gu Zhirong put down the tea bowl, stroked his forehead with his hand, and wailed, "How can this be?"

Back then, an eight-year-old girl, an eight-year-old girl, was able to express her love with a love song in Han Yuefu's "Rao Song", this is too much, too precocious, right?

"Okay. Gu Zhirong admitted that he was defeated by the eight-year-old girl of the deity, "Is there anything else written on that painting?"

Mingyue shook her head: "Except for this, I didn't write anything more." ”

As soon as Gu Zhirong exhaled, he heard Mingyue say again: "Although Miss hasn't written any more poems, on that painting, Miss has good painting skills, and she has added some things." ”

Gu Zhirong choked in one breath and glared back at her: "Mingyue, you have to speak like this, you can't finish the words at one time?"

Mingyue looked at her with grievances: "Miss, what you asked was if you wrote any other poems, and you didn't ask if you drew anything?"

Gu Zhirong took a deep breath and said, "Say, what did I paint again?"