The expression between Jiang Yu's eyebrows slowed slightly.

"So what do we need to do?"

"Wait," Yu Fu said categorically, "Wait for someone to come." ”

"Who?"

"Shen Xiayan."

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After Shen Jinchu ate and drank enough, she felt a little sleepy, but in the end, this was outside, Jiang Yu was not around, she couldn't sleep at ease, so she had to lie on her stomach on the small table by the window in a daze.

It was about a quarter of an hour before Jiang Yu arrived at this residence.

Little Peach was ordered to take care of Shen Jinchu, but she didn't dare to go, sitting at the door holding her knees, looking a little pitiful.

After Jiang Yu came, the little boy immediately reported what had just happened as if he had seen a life-saving straw, and then ran away in a hurry, for fear that Shen Jinchu would stop him again, and then eat him without saying a word.

- It's terrible, how can anyone eat fish!

Jiang Yu walked into the room, looking at Shen Jinchu's sleepy little head, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he quickly retracted it.

Shen Xiayan......

It is rumored that the second lady of the Shen family of An Dynasty, surnamed Shen Xia Yan, is called a merciful layman, and her painting skills are superb, but she doesn't like to paint people, it is said that once she was forced to paint her face by the most favored princess, and after she hastily painted a picture, she only glanced at it for everyone, and then turned around and threw it into the charcoal stove next to her.

Just that glance was enough to astonish the heavens, and instead of being angry, the brutal and willful princess begged for mercy from the layman, wanting her to condescend to paint another one, but was categorically refused.

Shen Xiayan seems to be a stubborn person who is almost a little paranoid.

There have been literary historians who have analyzed that the monks of Fenglian have faith and feel that everything in the world has a spirit, and if the face is painted on the painting, it is to give the painting a spirit, so there are no works with a human face that have been handed down to future generations.

However, when things came to Shen Jinchu's mouth, they completely changed.

"What? You ask my second sister? The little girl who was woken up rubbed her eyes and muttered, "The second sister has a good temper, but she is a little timid and doesn't like to talk, except for painting, she is not interested in anything else." ”

"Burn paintings?" Shen Jinchu thought about it for a while, and suddenly clapped his hands and said, "This has really happened!" It was winter, the princess invited us to the party, a lot of ladies went, my eldest sister and second sister were also invited, when the princess asked the second sister to paint a portrait of her, the second sister said that she couldn't draw well, the princess didn't believe it, she had to let her paint, she had no choice, so she painted one, but the maid who took the painting accidentally fell and rubbed the painting on the ashes......"

"How can a princess with such a fastidious personality put up with a painting with ashes?" Shen Jinchu shook his head with some trouble, "So the princess was angry, so she threw the words into the stove next to her, and the second sister was distressed to death, and she felt wronged, so she cried all night." ”

Jiang Yu: ......

It seems that history is always a little too glorified, and it can even vividly describe a little girl as a lonely and difficult to contact writer......

After a few words with Shen Jinchu, Jiang Yu also had a number in his heart, and turned his head and arranged for Shi Zuo to find someone.

The main scope of finding people is still the city X where they are located.

According to Yu Fu, Shen Xiayan will definitely come, it's just a matter of time, and only after she comes, some things can find a solution.