The next day, Heather pounded ink in her room, and a painting paper was laid on the desk. She bit a thin pen in her mouth, held a thick pen in her hand, and grinding ink in the other hand.

The map of Takijun was roughly drawn on the paper. She recorded all the streets and alleys she walked through. It was not because she wanted to do something, but because of the influence of her long-term habits. If she walked through a place and didn't remember anything, she would always feel uneasy.

He threw down the thick-bar brush in his hand, and Heather took the fine pen and made several forks on it.

She didn't write often before. The brush she used in ancient times was soft and difficult to control the direction. A picture was twisted and twisted, and her face and hands were stained with ink. Heather looked at her hands with disgust, and walked to the edge of the basin to wash her face.

However, this ink is difficult to erase.

Heather stared at her reflection in the clear water and decided not to care. She didn't plan to go out to the street today.

I didn't plan to go out, but it doesn't mean I don't have to meet people.

Just after lunch time, a maid came to invite her to the garden and said that the girl from Lou invited her to have a small gathering with a few people that day.

Heather was puzzled. He Qianqian had a bad reputation and almost no one was willing to make friends with her. Some people who would be attached to her were either competing for power or being humble due to her identity. What was the intention of this girl from Lou invited her over now?

Heather rubbed his face with ink marks in front of the bronze mirror, changed into clean clothes, and went to the garden with the maid.

This is a pavilion in the middle of the pond in the courtyard. There are red and white koi, a grinding stone table and four cylindrical stone benches. The four people who arrived here before her had already filled their seats, and there was nothing she had to do with.

Heather walked in leisurely as if he hadn't seen no place inside.

Lu Ningze was surprised to see her, "Princess Qianqian, what wind has blown you?"

Lou Mingxue immediately said to the side, "I took the liberty to invite the princess to come with me, but I didn't expect there were only four seats in the pavilion..."

When Lou Mingxue said this, he looked at Heather a little apologetically, but Lu Sheng, who was sitting next to her, said, "Sister Mingxue, what do you care about her? Since there is no place, the princess should go back to her room to rest."

Heather walked up the steps leisurely, glanced around indifferently, and Prince Hai sat there and drank tea quietly, without any expression of the other people's words.

The owner didn't speak, and no one else needed to pay attention to it.

Heather said to the maid, "Get the bait."

Seeing that she was ignored, Lu Sheng not only did not let He Qianqian get a disadvantage, but was also ordered by her servants as a master, and she immediately couldn't hold back her anger.

"He Qianqian, you are such a shameless person!"

"You have said this a few days ago." Heather looked at Lu Sheng with a little more oppressive look, a momentum of standing in a high position and accustomed to giving orders. "You call me by your name sometimes, and then call me by me directly, and you do whatever you want. Lu Sheng, I wonder which one is the most suitable one for your father's position in the court?"

The Prime Minister was under one person and above ten thousand people, and he was in charge of hundreds of officials and directly managed six ministries in Cang Kingdom. Lu Sheng's father was just a clerk, and his highest official position was only as high as the third rank. The daughter of a third rank official not only did not have to kneel down when she saw the princess, but could she also call the princess' name directly? She really thought she was not from this era and was easy to bully.

When Lu Sheng heard this rhetorical question, he was stunned.

She was used to calling her third cousin and the others. Moreover, this witch had done so many bad things, so how could she be so confident? But the fact is that He Qianqian's backstage is tough enough, which is her capital.

Damn witch, now she is using her identity to suppress her!

Lu Sheng lowered his head and said nothing. Lou Mingxue glanced at the two of them and quickly came out to smooth things over. "Princess, Lu Sheng is my sister. Although my father is not an official in the court, he was also the prince's tutor. Now he is in charge of the affairs of the emperor and assisted his majesty. I am also a sister with you. Don't worry about this title."

Heather smiled sweetly, "So that's it. I don't know that Miss Lou recognizes you as a sister, Sister Lu Sheng, sister was just joking, don't be afraid."

Lu Sheng's heart trembled. He was just angry. Somehow he was a little scared. He Qianqian knew about the methods. He never saw blood by killing people with a knife, and those who offended her never ended up well.

Despite thinking about this, she didn't want to lose, "Who is afraid!"

Heather chuckled and turned around, took the bait presented by the maid, leaned his knees on the railing, and found a good place to appreciate the lotus.

Any woman will be a little indecent when doing such a move, but for some reason, this person has a little more heroic and free and easy attitude.

The warm wind blew on the ends of her hair, the woman smiled slightly beside her mouth, the feed on her hands was thrown into a curve, the sound of water fluttered, and the fish competed for food... It could be regarded as a scene of a beautiful painting, if Heather didn't have a few ink traces that could not be ignored on her face.

Puchi, Lu Ningze finally couldn't help but destroy his skills, and Prince Hai's move to drink tea.

Lu Ningze supported his handsome side face with one hand and pointed to the cheek in the same direction as her. "Princess, what is the black mark on your face?"

Heather touched his left face, his voice a little depressed, "What I do when writing in the room can't be washed off."

Before she finished her words, Lu Ningze burst into laughter, "Hahahaha, how can you draw your writing on your face and still not wash it off?"

Lu Ningze has never had a smile so disgusted. Even Lu Sheng felt a little embarrassed and couldn't help but pull him, "Three Cousin, what are you doing?"

Lu Ningze stopped laughing, "Don't you find it funny? Tian Nan, what are your ink inkstones made of, and you can't wash them off, hahaha..."

Prince Hai sat with a cold face and waved to a servant, "Please let someone mix the medicine juice from Qiucao and take it to the west wing."

"yes."

The man stepped back and Lu Ningze spoke again, "Princess, don't you go back to the room and wash your face before coming out?"

"It's okay, I think this is good."

Lu Ningze was interested in picking his eyes, but he didn't get angry when he laughed like this?

"Why didn't you find that interesting before?"

Interesting? Is it fun to make him laugh?

Heather stopped feeding the fish and turned his head. The curve of his lips made people feel difficult to get close to, but it was not unfamiliar. "Because, you never knew the real me."
Chapter completed!