The Regent and His Wife Couldn't Possibly be so Loving.

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Mingyi listened to what everyone said, raised the jade-handled silk fan, covered her lips with her hands shyly and smiled, acquiescing to everything.

By the way, he gave Cui Shuyao a look that said, "You understand, I understand too."

Cui Shuyao thought about the lottery ticket she lost that day, which was now pinned on Mingyi's head, making her face look particularly clear and rosy, and she forced a few smiles unwillingly.

Before she could recover from the shock, she heard someone beside her exclaim "Eh!" in surprise.

Cui Shuyao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a painting hanging in the most conspicuous place at the front of the front hall.

During the Zhou Dynasty, hanging paintings was a fashion to reflect elegant tastes, and was listed as one of the four arts by the literati of the time.

But the painting hanging in the front hall of Yi Garden is different. It depicts a man and a woman, the woman leaning against the man's arms with her eyes closed and a faint smile, the man lowering his head and kissing the woman's forehead, his expression and movements are extremely tender.

This painting is not only not elegant, but also somewhat "indecent", disgusting and extremely corny.

Moreover, one can tell at first glance that the painting is crudely done and worth very little, yet it is framed on a scroll worth a thousand taels of silver. It is extremely artificial.

Even if the woman in the painting, Cui Shuyao, turned into ashes, one could still recognize her as Mingyi. As for the man who was kissing her between the eyebrows, although the painting did not look much like her, one could vaguely tell that he was the Regent.

Cui Shuyao watched Mingyi walk to the painting in a "reserved" manner, and said shyly, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you all. A few days ago, when the emperor went out with Jinchen, he had this painting painted. Jinchen insisted on hanging this painting in the front hall so that everyone would understand his feelings for me."

“……” Cui Shuyao felt a headache.

Usually at times like this there are always some sycophants who like to flatter Ming Yi.

For example, Jiang Ling, who knew nothing about painting from the Pingning Marquis's family, said: "This painting is exquisitely done, and it depicts the deep affection of the man for the woman in the painting very vividly and is very touching."

There was also Cheng Youniang, who was known for her “straightforwardness and honesty” in the Duke of Ying’s mansion: “Your Highness and the Prince are so affectionate, I am so envious of you.”

Once these two took the lead, a group of hidden sycophants below also began to follow suit.

Cui Shuyao felt upset for a while, but she felt better after a while.

Cui Shuyao smiled secretly. She was the only one who acted out the whole time, and she had never seen Xie Shu admit it.

Let her just pretend.

Imperial Palace, inside the Xuanzheng Hall.

The atmosphere was as heavy as ever.

Xie Shu sat next to the little emperor at the top, saying nothing.

The more this happened, the more suffocating it became. The hall was completely silent, with all the ministers bowing their heads and no one daring to say a word.

Just the day before yesterday, Su Jinyuan, the governor of Jiangnan Province, went to Beijing in person to ask for punishment and kneel outside the Hanyuan Palace for a long time without getting up.