Hearing Lin Wanru's words, Zhao Huaian didn't linger much, after all, the emperor was indeed waiting for his news.

After returning to the imperial study, Zhao Huai'an recounted Lin Wanru's words as they were, and seeing that the emperor's face had not changed, Zhao Huai'an's heart finally let go.

If others don't know, doesn't he know yet? This emperor is so young that he governs the entire Great Liang so strongly, so that the surrounding countries do not look up to him, if he is outstanding, can he do this?

"Oh? Did she really say that? ”

After asking, Luo Lifeng didn't wait for Zhao Huai'an to reply, and continued: "Well, it seems that this time this time really provoked this little kitten, otherwise, with her temperament, it would be impossible to say such a thing." Or ......"

As soon as he thought of the possibility behind him, Luo Lifeng immediately jumped up, "Drive the Zisu Pavilion." ”

As soon as he walked out of the imperial study, Luo Lifeng regretted it, if he would pass, wouldn't he become a punching bag for the kitten?

"Zhao Huai'an, you go and take the painting I painted before to the Zisu Pavilion and tell her that it was painted by me myself."

After speaking, Luo Lifeng returned to the imperial study and continued to review his recital, but after Zhao Huai'an left, Luo Lifeng looked at the content of the recital, as if he was reading a book from heaven.

All he could remember was the kitten's surprise when he saw his painting, but it was a pity that he couldn't get to see her smile in person.

Thinking of this, Luo Lifeng missed Lin Wanru even more, and Zhao Huai'an, the "messenger" between them, was even more angry.

Lin Wanru was just bored in the house and playing chess, when she heard Zhao Huai'an coming again.

"Father-in-law Zhao, what's wrong with you? Why are you sweating profusely? Come, sit down, take a sip of tea, and rest. Purple kite, go and show Zhao Gonggong tea. ”

was called by Lin Wanru like this, Zhao Huaian was so frightened that he almost didn't jump up, and even the emperor didn't dare to come to see him, but she called himself "you old", if this word reached the emperor's ears, then he would be finished.

"Mother, you are a slave." After a slight pause, Zhao Huaian handed over the painting in his hand.

"This is drawn by His Majesty himself, let the slave take it to give it to you."

Lin Wanru took the painting, did not shy away from it, opened it directly, and glanced at the person in the painting, Lin Wanru's smiling face suddenly became red.

Luo Lifeng actually painted the scene of their "first meeting", she was dressed in palace clothes, crawling on the wall, pitiful, and he greeted him with a smile under the wall, as if he was saying something.

Zhao Huai'an, who was on the side, noticed Lin Wanru's demeanor, and couldn't help but be curious, what was painted in the painting that His Majesty gave to this master? How did it make this blush so thoroughly?

Sensing Zhao Huai'an's smile, Lin Wanru calmed herself down and said coldly:

"Father-in-law Zhao, you go back and tell Luo Lifeng that he won't come to me in the future, I won't wait, and tell him that tomorrow morning, I will go to the imperial garden to play, and let him let me out."

This is not the first time I have heard the name of the emperor from this mouth, every time I hear the name of the emperor called, Zhao Huaian is worried again, not for anything else, just for this courage, is the emperor's name something ordinary people can call directly?

Even the current Queen Mother, she can't call it directly, right? Unexpectedly, this person called the emperor's name again and again, he had seen someone who died, but he really had never seen someone who died like this, but the emperor only ate her.