"This..." Yan Qingmu was a little hesitant, afraid that it would be difficult to explain Jiang Jiang's identity at that time.

"Don't worry, they should all know that I am the prince's maid. As long as you are there, they dare not ask random questions."

As he said that, Jiang Jiang took her hand and walked out, asking Yan Qingmu's usual painting habits and skills.

When we arrived by the lake, it was still the same pavilion. The girls on the first floor were playing chess or fishing for fishing. Jiang Jiang followed the eldest princess to the second floor and saw Jiang He sitting on the low table beside him chatting with someone.

There are small balconies on all sides of the second floor, which is quite large in area. It can take a look at the scenery of the villa and is indeed very suitable for painting.

Jiang Jiang chose a picture, and the eldest princess had already made polite conspiracy with the others. The girls next to him saw that Yan Qingmu and the prince's maid were having a great chat, and they couldn't even get in. If they were looking for topics, but the eldest princess was devoted to painting, the daughters could only give up in shame.

Jiang He, who had been talking to others on the side, was reminded by someone intentionally or unintentionally for several times. Finally, he got up, took a cup of tea, and laughed softly, "Your Highness, have a drink of tea."

"It's still early, and this side is extremely beautiful when the sun sets. The princess doesn't have to be so anxious."

"Thank you." Yan Qingmu took the tea bowl, took two sips to moisten his throat, placed the cup aside, and said in a low voice, "Now Miss Jiang is teaching me to draw comics, but I don't draw this scene."

Jiang He's smile frozen for a moment when he heard this. She lowered her eyes and saw that the drawing paper was some characters with unique styles, and they were not drawn by ink brushes. The lines were extremely thin. Jiang He looked at the eldest princess's hand and there was a charcoal pen.

She has seen it in Fengqi Palace.

His eyes swept across Jiang Jiang's body, his eyes dimmed, and he smiled, "It turned out to be painting these. I heard that the Crown Prince helped Miss Jiang to release some picture albums. We have not bought them yet. I don't know how to sell them?"

"I don't know, the prince is selling it." Jiang Jiang curled his lips, "I am only responsible for drawing the manuscript."

Well, she also received the money.

Hearing this, Jiang He only felt that Jiang Jiang was provoking her. "It seems that Miss Jiang is very confident that her paintings can sell excellent quantities, otherwise the prince would not have time to help Miss Jiang sell paintings."

"I am very confident in myself, but I am not very confident in readers." After all, the reading crowd is far from modern readers. In fact, Jiang Jiang once felt that he would lose money.

Moreover, printing is extremely difficult. The current craftsmanship is far from meeting her requirements, so the effect is naturally not that good.

As soon as she said this, the girls on the second floor couldn't help but burst into laughter. They exchanged their gazes with each other, and all the things they wanted to say were hidden in their eyes, which was self-evident.

Yan Qingmu's face was slightly cold, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes became more and more cold. She put down the charcoal pen and stood up. Her temperament was deserted, and her eyes were a little sarcastic, "Miss Jiang, did you want to see my jokes when you asked me to come here?"

"I think Miss Jiang's paintings are good, so I want to learn from her. I came here to learn painting. You reveal that Miss Jiang is overestimating her abilities. So what is my parents who are her students?"

As soon as the eldest princess said this, the noble girls in the pavilion silenced, forgetting that the eldest princess learned the paintings of this maid.

This maid is lucky. His Royal Highness has no female sex around him. Not only is she the first one, she is also valued and maintained by the eldest princess so much.

I think it was because of the powerful way to please the two high-ranking masters to speak for her, but the maid is just a maid after all, and she can't get on the table.

Jiang Jiang didn't feel much about it. She just felt the malice in Jiang He. The other noble girls were like the concubines in the harem in the past.

However, those concubines looked down on her because she was a queen with name but nothingness.

These people laughed at her because it was just a disdain caused by the differences in status. Maybe it was accustomed to it, or it was too careless, and Jiang Jiang really didn't care much.

She pulled the corner of the eldest princess' sleeve, "Princess, let's go ahead."

Yan Qingmu's expression was a little better when he heard this. He sat back and picked up the charcoal pen. Jiang He bit his lower lip, feeling that his face was being held up because the eldest princess came to the banquet.

Her eyes fell on the tea bowl on the small table, and she spoke and gave herself a step, "I'll pour a cup of tea for His Royal Highness the Princess to cool down."

She pinched the saucer under the tea bowl and wanted to pick it up, but the saucer was a little slippery when it was dipped in water. During the process of taking it back, the saucer slanted and half a cup of warm tea was sprinkled on Yan Qingmu's legs.

"Ah——" Yan Qingmu's face changed and stood up quickly, but the yellow-brown tea had already soaked the white clothes, leaving a large piece of unignorable traces.

Jiang He was also shocked and quickly apologized, "This... Princess, I didn't mean it. This saucer is too slippery and I didn't hold it firmly."

Jiang Jiang naturally squatted down and picked up the tea bowl that rolled under the easel, took the saucer in Jiang He's hand and placed it on the table, and said to Yan Qingmu, "This tea is not hot, go and change your clothes."

Yan Qing's face was slightly cold. He really felt that he shouldn't have come this time. He had no noble girl with good friends. Except for the little queen, she was really boring and terrible to come here.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the messy hem of the skirt. Yan Qingmu was helpless and whispered, "Then you are waiting for me here."

Jiang Jiang nodded and signaled Yan Qingmu's maid to follow him. He accepted his fate and tore off the wet painting paper and threw it into a ball into a garbage can. He lowered his head and searched for a long time, and saw the tea cover behind Jiang He.

She squatted down and wanted to go to it, but Jiang He blocked it tightly. Her arms were not long enough. She raised her face and said, "Give it a minute."

Through the small terrace on the second floor, Jiang He saw the eldest princess walking towards his villa below. He retracted his gaze and looked at Jiang Jiang squatting in front of her. His red lips suddenly curled up, and there was a strong malice in his eyes.

"Miss Jiang, I feel a little sad. I don't know how you are doing to take care of the prince. Come and press me, so I can give you some more."

As soon as she said that the atmosphere that was originally suppressed by the eldest princess suddenly became high. The noble girl chuckled one by one until one said boldly, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is valued and brought out to meet people. This skill of pounding shoulders and pinching your back is nothing, but the one in the tent is good."

"Hey, Miss Wei, are you, a big girl, embarrassed to say this? We don't want to be dirty by you."

"Hahaha, this is not what I said." The girl Wei chuckled with her veil and covered her lips, and her eyes swept across the terrace. "I just heard from the second prince and the others. We don't know where this is raised in the Eastern Palace."

"Who knows they are ordinary civilians or those brothels."

"Don't talk nonsense, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is clean and how can he go to those dirty places?"
Chapter completed!