On the carriage back, Yu Yao was so worried that she didn't speak, and when she was about to arrive at the princess's mansion, Ju Bian suddenly said, "Did you just go to see Wen Nian?" ”

Yu Yao was surprised at first, but she wasn't going to hide it from him, but this matter was really difficult to explain clearly, so she didn't take the initiative to speak just now, and nodded when she heard him ask: "Yes, there are some things I have to explain to him clearly." ”

Ju Bian nodded and did not speak again.

……

The next day, the story of Princess Lin'an spread all over the streets and alleys without accident, and she already had the name of a talented woman, coupled with such a gorgeous thing, it immediately became the most popular story in various storytellers.

But whether that ink dance was made by Lin'an has always been controversial. This is the most fascinating part of this story, after all, no one actually gets to see the dancers behind the scenes.

In addition, there are some family girls and sons who are also praised for their talents, Xu Yanzhi is one of them, and there are two brothers and sisters named Gao Yun and Gao Congxi, who became famous overnight because of their paintings. It's just that Yu Yao didn't watch every one of them that night, so she probably ignored it.

After the painting "Ask" was taken back, only Yu Yao could put it down, but she insisted on putting it in Luo Xiju, and promised to help Ju Bian get a Lin'an document seal to stamp it. Ju Bian had to carefully cut for many days before reframing the painting and hanging it in the house.

Yu Yao thought that she was low-key enough to go to the Lantern Parade that day, and she went early and left late. There is indeed no one in the health city who has spread the news that Princess Yongxing went to the Lantern Parade. What's more, she didn't really go to find a beautiful man, she just went out to get some air, so after coming back, this matter seemed to be gradually forgotten as Princess Lin'an's reputation became more famous.

But the truth is always the opposite of what you think you think, and no news does not mean that you can stay in the princess's mansion in peace.

……

Inside the Horse House.

"Lord Yin, there's news over there." The voice of the speaker was extremely low.

Yin Jun paused his hand, put the pen aside, and said, "Take it." ”

He unfolded the letter, his eyes fixed on its contents without blinking, and his hand on the letter became more and more forceful, until it almost crumpled it.

"No shame!" Yin Jun crushed the letter paper in the palm of his hand, unable to bear it.

He immediately took out a piece of paper again, picked up a pen and quickly wrote something on it. After writing it, he put the letter back in the wordless envelope and said, "Send this back, he knows what to do." ”

After the messenger left, the mood in Yin Jun's eyes was fickle, and he put down his pen and had no intention of writing anything more.

He had wondered if he hadn't done enough to please the princess. But slowly he discovered that not everything that is hard work will pay off.

Everything became uncontrollable from the day he became a colt, and these two years were the only stain on his life.

Yin Jun's father Yin Rui was implicated in the death of the change of officialdom, so Yin Jun knew etiquette and sensibility since he was a child, never participated in court disputes, and only did his part in the clerical position of secretary. Because he was young and proficient in calligraphy, he was famous all over the world, and the emperor also praised him.

In the eyes of the world, he was incorruptible, simple, gentle and talented.

But royal romances are always more appealing than stories of calligraphy models. When his identity was changed to that of a colt, he became a big joke. When the world mentions him, those romantic things completely cover his past life, and people only remember his cowardice and incompetence in front of Yongxing. He slowly discovers that he will live forever in the shadow of Princess Yongxing and cannot turn over.

After thinking about this, Yin Jun no longer felt a trace of guilt for the decision he had just made, and he picked up the pen again, with a faint expectation between his eyebrows.