Bai Shuyue stood quietly in front of the window with her hands in her hands, her cold gaze cast into the distant void, as if she was pondering something.

When I came to the palace hall, I heard a burst of laughter from a distance, and I didn't have to think about it to know who it was.

"Fifth Miss, please come in." The maids standing on either side of the gate bowed and saluted.

Dye Hua nodded lightly to the two of them, stepped into the hall, and saw Bai Luoyue and Shu Wangye who were one step ahead at a glance, Bai Luoyue's current appearance was like a child who got his favorite toy, smiling happily. Lord Shu also chuckled, looking at Bai Luoyue's eyes full of love.

Dye Hua scolded in his heart: Sure enough, it's an old fox.

Seeing that Dye Hua was coming alone, Bai Luoyue suddenly stopped laughing, got up to meet her, couldn't help but glance behind her, and asked with a puzzled expression: "Tubaozi, didn't my brother come with you, where did he go?" ”

"The county lord is really good at laughing, this is the palace, where is the prince, you should ask the people in the palace."

"Ah, didn't you just go with my brother? How so. Bai Luoyue looked incredulous, she remembered that when she left, the two of them were obviously together, but now only Tubaozi came back alone, could it be that the two of them quarreled?

"......" glanced indifferently at the second goods in front of him with a puzzled face, and Dye Hua chose to ignore it directly, bypassing her and walking straight to the table.

"Painting, come, sit down, the kitchen has already prepared dinner, just waiting for you and Yue'er." Bai Zhantian swept his eyes around the woman's face, and immediately understood that something unpleasant must have happened between the two.

"The prince is gracious, so it's not polite to dye the painting." Dye said with a smile.

"Haha, what a little fox."

"Thank you for your praise." For Bai Zhantian's half-true and half-false 'praise', those who dye and paint will not refuse.

Hearing this, Bai Zhantian was stunned, and his eyes flashed with a gleam, this direct and reckless personality, he liked it, and immediately laughed and said: "Haha, painting, remember to come to the palace often when you have time." ”

"Okay." Dye Painting's answer is crisp and neat, without being pretentious.

Bai Zhantian did this, just to tell those people in the Prime Minister's Mansion that his palace was the backing of her water-dyed paintings, and today's palace, although it is not as brilliant as when the emperor was alive, in Huajing, if you say second, no one dares to say first.

Everyone wants to cool off under the big tree in the palace, but in view of the 'irritable' temper of the prince and the fact that he usually doesn't make friends with those powerful people, although those people want to hug the big tree, they have no way. Now that the big tree has taken the initiative to sprinkle shade above her head, how can she not take advantage of it.

"Painting, that, your handwriting is very beautiful." After a long silence, Bai Zhantian said tactfully.

"Hehe, dyeing and painting in front of the prince is simply an axe, which makes the prince laugh." Now sinking, his eyes turned, and he said quietly.

She said that why this old fox was so kind all of a sudden, it turned out that he had a plan.

"Oh, I don't know who the painter is, can you tell this king?" Bai Zhantian stared at the dyeing painting with burning eyes, and asked with a friendly smile.

"The prince is really good at laughing, I'm just a little girl in the deep courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, how can I be qualified to apprentice to study, but when I was young, my aunt taught me some poetry." These words were said by the dyed paintings. And Zhao Xianjing has been dead for so many years, and these are no longer verifiable.

If he hadn't known about the past of the woman in front of him, he wouldn't have believed her words. Hearing that his precious daughter often mentioned the dyeing and painting in front of him, he would send someone to find out all the eighteen generations of her ancestors.

He knew what kind of life she was living in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but he heard a report from his subordinates that the fifth lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion almost died at the hands of her sister, but since she woke up, her personality has changed drastically, and her methods are ruthless. He crushed his sister's wrist without even blinking an eye, and now it seems that the dyeing painting in front of him is not as simple as people say.

While Bai Zhantian was pondering, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

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