When Huang Qian heard this, she thought about it in her heart and felt that it was the same.

"Yes, it must be that I miss Sister Wanwan too much, so I will be wrong."

Neither master nor servant knew that in a few days, they would meet again.

The Shen family in the capital is actually a family that guards the border for Dayu, and the men of the Shen family live to protect the Dayu country and the people.

Their family is all men, so Huang Qian came to the Shen family and was quite loved by the Shen family.

In two days, it will be the seventieth birthday of the old lady of the Shen family, and the powerful people in Beijing will come to congratulate him on his birthday, and even the prince will send someone over.

It just so happened that in order to win over the Shen family, the prince would ask Su Wanwan to follow the gift-giver to the Shen family when he learned that the old lady was sick......

When Su Wanwan came to the palace, she found that the palace walls were very depressing, and after coming in, she was like a canary trapped in a cage, unable to fly if she wanted to.

There are many rules in the palace, and the slightest mistake will anger other nobles.

Su Wanwan decided to live in the palace in the future, be as cautious as she can, be as cautious as she can, don't mess with people if she can, and just do her role as a female doctor silently.

However, sometimes it's not me who doesn't want to get into trouble, and the trouble doesn't get into trouble.

The news of her healing of the Ninth Princess has long been spread throughout the palace.

After the emperor knew that she followed the prince into the palace, he immediately summoned her, saying that she had been feeling a little unwell recently, and asked her to take a look.

Although Su Wanwan was prepared in her heart, when she was summoned by the emperor, her heart was still pounding, and she was very nervous.

That's the emperor, as long as the emperor is a little uncomfortable, picking off her head is a one-sentence effort.

But now that she has chosen this path, she has no other way but to keep following this path, if she stops, the consequences of waiting for her will definitely not be very good.

Jingyang Palace.

Su Wanwan waited outside the front hall.

"Su Wanwan, summoned by the emperor."

Subsequently, Su Wanwan and Li Deren, the popular eunuch beside the emperor, entered the Panhua Hall of Jingyang Palace.

This is the place where the emperor composes poems and paintings on weekdays, and every time he is idle and has nothing to do, the emperor will come here.

"Your Majesty, Su Wanwan has arrived."

Su Wanwan retracted her thoughts, her eyes did not look around, and after coming in, she knelt on the ground: "Folk woman Su Wanwan see Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live Long live." ”

However, there was only the sound of everyone's gasps in the hall.

The emperor didn't say anything, everyone didn't dare to make a sound, and Su Wanwan had to keep this posture all the time.

After I don't know how long, she felt that her legs were numb, and cold sweat kept breaking.

Although the emperor did not speak, she could always feel a cold piercing sensation enveloping her.

Damn!

Is...... It's not good!

"Get up."

Hearing this, Su Wanwan was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart: "Thank you, Your Majesty." ”

When she stood up, she lowered her head again, not daring to raise her head easily.

It's easy to die if you make a mistake, so it's better to be a little cowardly.

"You are the female doctor who healed Fengyang?"

The emperor's voice was so cold that it was impossible to hear the emotion.

When Su Wanwan heard this, her eyes rolled around, and after thinking about it for a while, she remembered that the ninth princess was the current princess of Fengyang.

"Back to Your Majesty, the folk woman happened to know a little about the art of Qihuang, so she happened to heal the Ninth Princess."

"You healed Fengyang, I have a reward, don't hesitate to mention what you need."

"Your Majesty, it is the honor of the women to be able to share the worries of the nine princesses, and the women do not ask for rewards, this is all voluntary by the women." Su Wanwan said without humility or arrogance.

Joke, if you open your mouth to be rewarded at this time, won't the impression in the emperor's heart become very bad?

She's not stupid.

The emperor's reward, just take it.

But if the emperor asks for something, it will naturally refuse.

Sure enough, the emperor didn't have much interest in Su Wanwan, but now when he heard Su Wanwan's answer, he paused for painting and glanced up at Su Wanwan.

"You, put your head up."

Hearing this, Su Wanwan gritted her back molars and raised her head generously: "Your Majesty." ”

"You look a little bit marked, in addition to knowing medical skills, you can also know how to paint?" The Emperor asked.

"Back to Your Majesty, the folk woman is just a woman, if it weren't for the master's teaching, she wouldn't even be able to learn words, let alone paint."

"Oh? I see that you can speak well, and I thought you knew everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting! ”

The Emperor's tone was a little disappointed and bored.

Su Wanwan pursed her lips, and after making enough preparations in her heart, she said: "Your Majesty, although the folk women don't know how to paint with a brush, they can paint with charcoal, and they can also draw His Majesty's heroic appearance. ”

As soon as he heard this, the emperor raised his head again, with a little doubt in his eyes: "Charcoal? What's that? Why have I never heard of it? ”

"Your Majesty, it was told by the master of the people's wife, and the master said that it was studied by himself."

"Your master is a powerful person, but he is still alive?"

"Avoidance, the master of the folk woman has passed away a few years ago."

The emperor nodded slightly, put down the brush, and waved his hand for the eunuch to hand over the rice paper to Su Wanwan.

"Since your master has passed away, then you are the only one left who can draw with charcoal, you can make a charcoal draw for me now, if you can't draw well, I want your head."

When the sound fell, the corners of the emperor's mouth went up, and he chuckled.

Don't look at the smile on the corner of the emperor's mouth, in fact, this smile contains a lot, and Su Wanwan felt her scalp tingle when she saw it.

Luckily, she still has a bit of a sketch background.

"The women obeyed."

She originally came to see the emperor, but now it has evolved into painting the emperor, which is really unpredictable.

Fortunately, she has a lot of skills, otherwise this palace would not be able to accommodate herself.

Subsequently, Su Wanwan asked people to find charcoal, and then she used a knife to cut the charcoal to the size of a pencil lead, and then found a cloth to wrap it.

Half an hour later, she began to paint.

Seeing that there were really people who could paint with charcoal, the emperor also felt novel.

Two hours later, Su Wanwan looked at the portrait of the emperor on the paper with satisfaction.

Although she hasn't painted for a long time, she still has this one, which is good.

"But it's done?" The emperor narrowed his eyes when he saw the joy in her eyes.

Su Wanwan got up, "Back to Your Majesty, the women have already painted it." ”

Hearing this, the emperor waved his hand.

The eunuch Li Deren came over and picked up the painting in front of Su Wanwan.

When I saw that moment, my eyes were full of amazement and shock.

Resemble! It's like! Every bit of verve is like Your Majesty!

"Li Deren, what are you rubbing?" The emperor frowned, his eyes slightly displeased.

"Your Majesty forgive your sins! The slave was stunned, this was really printed in the same mold as His Majesty. ”

Li Deren hurriedly held the portrait over.

When Su Wanwan heard this, her heart fluttered.

What is a mold print? That's the emperor in the first place, right?

After the emperor saw the portrait, his eyes were full of appreciation, and his dark face was also shrouded in joy: "Yes, this painting is really good, even the eyebrows are drawn so carefully...... 100 taels of silver! ”