"Yes," Pink Butterfly asked rhetorically, "otherwise how would I know that he is Concubine De's person?" ”

"No," Mu Zhao was anxious, "No matter who the person behind the eunuch is, then since you have gone to find the master of Chinese painting, you must be suspicious of him, you see that the little eunuch went to Concubine De's palace, you can stop it, how can you still let him give the poem to Concubine De?" ”

Pink Butterfly understands her concerns.

Fan Die said: "What's the hurry, if Concubine De really finds out that the painter has a cat with that Lin Jieyu, and this poem is a love poem or something, then I will kill Concubine De." ”

"Killed?!" Mu Zhao was surprised by Pink Butterfly's boldness.

Pink Butterfly said calmly, "I haven't killed it yet." ”

Mu Zhao: "......."

Of course you haven't killed her yet, otherwise the bad news would have come now.

But she was also curious, "What did you find?" So didn't kill? ”

Pink Butterfly's expression was a little complicated again, "She said that with this poem, she will be able to please you." ”

Mu Zhao was even more strange, "Why? ”

Pink Butterfly said, "Maybe you gave her a misunderstanding?" Let her think you've got a crush on the artist? ”

Mu Zhao: "? ”

She was a little dumbfounded, "I have a crush on the artist?" Where does this come from? ”

"Maybe it's because you don't leave today, and you've been watching the artist frequently."

Mu Zhao: "......."

She roared a little, "That painter is about the same age as my father, how can I fall in love with him?!" ”

Pink Butterfly calmly guessed, "Maybe your usual behavior is too bold?" You can even look up to eunuchs, and it's not difficult for people to accept a person who is about the same age as your father. ”

"Yun Wuluo is different."

Pink Butterfly followed up and asked, "What's the difference?" ”

"I ........," Mu Zhao paused, "I think he is good-looking, can the painter compare with him?" ”

"You have a point."

Although Pink Butterfly seemed to echo her, her expression was one, "Guess I believe it or not".

Mu Zhao was deflated, "Forget it." ”

Pink Butterfly also returned to normal, "I didn't kill her, I just want you to think about it, is there anything you can take advantage of this matter." ”

Mu Zhao also cleared his mind of the messy thoughts and thought about it.

It didn't take long for a complete plan to take shape in her mind.

She smiled, with a sly look in her eyes, "Since Concubine De has found something to please me, will she invite me to the palace tomorrow?" ”

Pink Butterfly smiled, "The county lord is smart. ”

"Okay," Mu Zhao lay back on the bed, "I'm sleeping, you can go to sleep too." ”

"Hmm" Pink Butterfly vanished.

Mu Zhao felt that the two most difficult masters would be done, and she would sleep peacefully.

But Yun Wuluo, who was in the palace, was about to explode.

What Mu Zhao did in the palace today, he is already clear.

Zhao Zhao stared at the painter for a whole day.

She had only been with him for half an hour, and the real solitude was less than a stick of incense, or even a moment.

But she stared at the painter for a whole day!

If she has anything to ask or say, she can come to him, and he will tell her everything.

must tell her that the damn painter is Lin Jieyu's husband.

The painter strives to become the best painter, just so that he can see Lin Jieyu every year when he enters the palace.

And the painter likes money, but also because Lin Jieyu has never had a good face for the emperor, she is disgusted by the emperor, and her life in the palace is not good, so he wants to earn more money for her.

"Is this the news that Zhao Zhao can stare at for a day?"

Yun Wuluo was really angry and couldn't help but complain.

Ying Wuchen applied medicine to him and laughed.

How happy and miserable Yun Wuluo was yesterday, how miserable he is today.

He loved his misery.

So I couldn't help but mock twice, "This ointment can't be exposed to fire, and the effect of removing scars in case of fire is halved." ”

Yun Wuluo was annoyed, "It's good that you know how to store the ointment, what's the use of telling me?" ”

Ying Wuchen said: "Your anger is too big, and it affects my ointment." ”

Yun Wuluo: "........"

He was speechless, and naturally he had to let Ying Wuchen be speechless, so he pointed at Ying Wuchen's dumb hole with his backhand.

Should be dust-free: "......."

He angrily patted the back of Yun Wuluo's head.

Yun Wuluo looked back and smiled.

Ying Wuchen hurriedly retreated, Yun Wuluo's smile was more terrifying than his thunderous jump.

Yun Wuluo turned his head and said sullenly, "You say, does Zhao Zhao like me at all?" ”

Ying Wuchen nodded, who would like you as a sick person?

Yun Wuluo asked again, "Or does she not know my strength?" So instead of asking me, you look for the flaws yourself? Shall I tell her everything about me? ”

Should be dust-free: "......."

Not only sick, but also insane.

Yun Wuluo shook his head, "Forget it, it's too dark for her, and she will hate me even more when she knows about it." ”