After listening to my voice, the villain became addicted to the plot

Chu Chengye glanced at the lantern in the corner before he could show it to Cheng Jin.

He originally thought he did a good job, and thought that Cheng Jin would also like it when he saw it.

I will look at it again. The workmanship is rough and crude, and it doesn't look good at first glance. Fortunately, it was not shown to be embarrassing.

Chu Chengye took a few steps forward, held the painting style in his hand, and looked at it carefully.

He sighed softly, closed his eyes and handed the lantern to Wei An who was standing beside him.

"Take it and throw it away."

Wei An was a little surprised, "The emperor has been working on this for several days. It looks good. Are you just throwing it away?"

Although Wei An didn't understand why Chu Chengye made the decision to let Pei Yu accompany Cheng Jin to enjoy the lanterns during the Lantern Festival, looking at Chu Chengye's uncomfortable look, it didn't look like he really wanted to throw it away.

Wei An also wanted to persuade Chu Chengye, "Didn't the emperor do this for so long just to give it to Concubine Rong? Why not give it to Concubine Rong to see, maybe Concubine Rong will also like it."

"I won't like it, I won't like it." Chu Chengye muttered to himself several times, not knowing who he was talking to.

Just as Wei An was about to speak, Chu Chengye shook his head, "Just throw it away if I ask you to. Just pretend that I have never done it before."

After Chu Chengye finished speaking, he left Jingyang Palace and went to Yangxin Palace.

Cheng Jin quickly walked to Chunhe Palace after leaving Jingyang Palace. It was already a great joy that Chu Chengye allowed her to leave the palace, and she was still with Pei Yu.

What a hell.

Chu Chengye was fucked again?

Cheng Jinwuxia didn't think so much. When he was happy, he would inevitably walk more briskly. In the past, he felt that Chunhe Palace was far away from Jingyang Palace, but now he arrived very quickly.

After Cheng Jin entered the palace, Ziying and Cuizhu followed him.

Cheng Jin noticed Jing'er who was paying attention to her in the courtyard, and her eyes signaled Jing'er to come into the house too.

Cuizhu noticed Cheng Jin's particularly happy look at a glance, and couldn't help but ask: "What happened today? Why is the empress so happy when she comes back from the emperor?"

Cheng Jin went inside, poured himself a cup of tea, and said to Cuizhu, "Happy, happy, I am indeed happy today."

"The emperor allows me to go out of the palace tomorrow to enjoy the lanterns, but I will go with Pei Yu."

Mentioning Pei Yu's name, Cuizhu became a little nervous again, and asked hesitantly: "How could the emperor make such a decree? It couldn't be the reason last time, couldn't it be that the emperor really wanted to track down the empress and Pei? What do adults have to do..."

Cheng Jin quickly interrupted Cuizhu, "No, don't think about it. The emperor is not that kind of person."

Cuizhu knew that she had broken her promise and kept silent.

Cheng Jin realized that something was wrong with his subconscious words.

She didn't know when she actually changed her view of Chu Chengye. She no longer wanted to run away as soon as he mentioned it, and wished she could never see Chu Chengye again.

Now it's really like Cheng Jin subconsciously said.

Chu Chengye doesn't seem to be the emperor in her stereotype.

Just as she was thinking about it, Jing'er entered the room and greeted Cheng Jin. Although she was speechless, she bowed first.

"Miss."

Cheng Jin nodded slightly.

"There is good news today."

Jing'er looked up at Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin said: "I can send you mother and son out of the capital tomorrow, and I will give you some silver. Then we can find a place that no one knows, and we can live a stable life as a family."

"Although that kind of place is not as prosperous as the capital, it is still so dangerous."

Cheng Jin saw Jing'er's frown getting deeper and deeper. Wanting to lighten the atmosphere, Cheng Jin smiled and said:

"You can't still want to stay in the palace, right? I think you will want to go as far away as possible."

Jing'er shook her head repeatedly, "No."

After going through so many things, Gongli Jing'er didn't want to stay any longer. However, Cheng Jin had helped her so much and she had been in danger several times for her own sake, but she couldn't do anything to help Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin saw Jing'er's worry, she raised her finger and pointed at Jing'er's waist.

Jing'er's clothes were not particularly thick, and the bulge on her waist was not very hidden.

Jing'er felt a little guilty and took out something. It was the jar of Shuhen glue that Cheng Jin had given her when she first met Jing'er.

Jing'er kept it close to her, firstly because she was afraid that the palace maid who lived with her would wrongly accuse her of stealing things, and secondly, she always reminded herself not to do anything that would disgrace Cheng Jin.

Jing'er handed it to Cheng Jin and explained, "I didn't mean to take away your Majesty's belongings."

Cheng Jin raised her hand to take it and gently opened the lid. As she expected, it was brand new inside with no trace of use.

Jing'er has never used it once.

The injury on Jing'er's face has been gone for a long time. This medicine is also a magic medicine for removing scars. If Jing'er uses it every day, there will be no traces on her face now.

It was even more serious than before. It was obvious that Jing'er didn't want the injury on her face to heal.

Cheng Jin asked, "Why not use it? Are you afraid that I might do something to the medicine?"

Jing'er thought Cheng Jin was angry and quickly knelt on the ground.

"The slaves dare not."

"The empress spared my life and reunited my family with my family. It was a great kindness that I will never forget and cannot repay."

"This slave doesn't use ointment. It's not because I'm suspicious of you. It's just my selfishness. I don't want the injury on my face to heal. I couldn't help myself before, so I also want to do what I want to do."

Jing'er raised her eyes and looked at Cheng Jin.

Her face was carefully selected by Xu Jilin, so the two people naturally have some similarities.

But if there was a scar on her face, everyone would notice the rugged and terrifying scar at first sight when they looked at her, and no one would think she looked like Cheng Jin.

Xu Jilin would never leave the matter of framing Cheng Jin to herself again. After all, no one would be interested in someone with such a scar on his face.

So even if Cheng Jin gave Jing'er Shuhen Cream, Jing'er never used it.

Sometimes she would deliberately peel off the scar when it was about to heal, leaving blood all over her face. Jing'er never cared about it, just thinking that the scar would heal later.

She didn't like her face just because her face was a weapon against Cheng Jin.

If her face is ruined, she will no longer pose a threat to Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin understood what Jing'er meant. She stood up, helped Jing'er up, and handed the ointment in her hand to her.

"I know you did it for me. It was indeed my fault for getting you involved. What I did was not enough to make up for the harm you received because of me."

"But how can a girl not love beauty? I don't know if this ointment is still useful now. When I leave the capital, I'll find a doctor to take a good look at it."

Cheng Jin asked Cuizhu to bring the package of money that he had prepared earlier.

Jing'er resisted in every possible way, "No, no, I can't accept you as a servant."

Cheng Jin had a tough attitude, "Your brother also called me sister before. He is my brother. I am for him. I will leave the palace to see you off tomorrow."