Wait a minute, heroine

Alas... scrapped manuscript.

Aguan's speed is less than 1,000 words per hour. After posting the first chapter yesterday, he started writing at around 12 o'clock and wrote for more than three hours. In the end, he wrote nothing and it was all nonsense. He might as well have slept, and it was all invalid, and he had to carry it on. A chapter was rewritten.

It took me a total of sixteen hours to write two chapters.

I go to bed now and wake up at six or seven in the evening. After dinner, I can't code out the update for four hours. You don't have to wait at night. Aguan code is really slow. I'm really sorry or2!

Below are some scrapped manuscripts, which have nothing to do with the main text. Please read it as a side story. I could have posted it as an update at three o'clock last night, but the writing was not good. The main text was a cheat, so it is a side story.

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Ye Jingtang took King Jing's chariot and arrived outside a mansion on the west side of the imperial city when the moon was rising over the branches. Several black yamen chiefs were patrolling the surrounding area.

Ye Jingtang stood on the second floor of an attic in the mansion, looking out of the window at the roads and buildings in the moonlight.

The place where the imperial guards were stationed was close to the outer wall of the palace city. There were three thousand elite imperial guards stationed inside, working in three shifts to guard the safety of the imperial city.

In the center of the Imperial Guard's garrison, there was a lonely mansion. The lights inside were sparse, and no one could be seen moving around. It was quiet and there was no sound. The abandoned emperor of Wei who once ruled the entire empire was under house arrest in that house. .

The room on the attic is not big, with a desk and a master's chair inside, and a lampstand in the corner of the room.

Dongfang Liren was dressed in a silver python robe, sitting on the Grand Master's chair. In front of him was the structural diagram of this neighborhood. He held a gold pen in his hand and carefully circled the areas by the light. Looking from the side, he looked like a cold and majestic regent.

After looking at it for a while, Ye Jingtang came to the desk and said doubtfully:

"The molten oil has been spilled. The thieves may come over and attack at any time. Why don't you give the order to set up defenses in advance?"

Dongfang Liren looked at the map carefully: "People have been arranged to check the city walls and bridges. The emperor's eldest son has also moved to the nearby mansion and secretly sent more people to guard him. If we deploy the defenses in a big way now and make this place impregnable, Dongfang Yin will have nothing to worry about as long as his mind is right. They will stop immediately."

"You mean to be on guard secretly, waiting for them to take action?"

"Dongfang Yin drank with other princes and princes in Longyin Tower today, and there was nothing unusual. We found no evidence, and we didn't catch anyone alive. If he stops now, even if the city wall collapses tomorrow, it will have nothing to do with him."

Dongfang Liren turned and looked out the window: "Without irrefutable evidence of rebellion that can convince the civil and military officials of the court, it is impossible to move Dongfang Yin, let alone dethrone King Wu's title. So we can only be on guard secretly and wait for them to take action."

Ye Jingtang nodded: "Then now we just wait and see how Prince Wu will do it, and find ways to find irrefutable evidence?"

Dongfang Liren leaned on the back of his chair: "That's right. Stay here and wait for the people below to send news."

Seeing that everything was fine for the time being, Ye Jingtang actually wanted to go home, but Benben was still at work, so it was not appropriate for him to say goodbye, so he sat down on the tea couch in the room and waited quietly.

Dongfang Liren sat upright behind the desk and continued to look at the map and various clues. Although there was nothing to look at, in front of Ye Jingtang, he still acted like a shrewd and capable Queen, concentrating and unsmiling.

Ye Jingtang, on the other hand, was a little bored. He tapped the small case with his fingers, looked around, touched it in his arms, and then stopped angrily.

Dongfang Liren noticed Ye Jingtang's behavior and asked:

"What are you looking for?"

Ye Jingtang smiled and said: "It's just a bit boring. Did Prince Jing's Tears of Heroes lie on the carriage? I'll get it myself."

Dongfang Liren didn't like Ye Jingtang's habit of reading pornographic books, so he said seriously:

"Can't you be more elegant in your hobbies? After you have accomplished extraordinary feats, you will surely reach a high position in the future. People are chatting about music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and you open and close your mouth about "The Tears of a Heroic Girl". Don't you think it is vulgar?"

Ye Jingtang spread his hands slightly and said, "I am just a rough guy. I can't talk about music, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Dongfang Liren was an expert in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. He felt that the stern young master in front of him was good at everything but lacked literary talent. He really should teach when he had time, so he picked up the pen, ink and paper, came to the opposite side of the small case, and sat upright:

"It's okay to wait here. I'll teach you how to draw."

Ye Jingtang blinked and became interested:

"How good is your highness's painting skills?"

Dongfang Liren's painting skills are at the level of famous artists in the capital city of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. In order to give Ye Jingtang, who is too sharp, a long experience, he picked up a brush and dipped it in ink:

"In the field of calligraphy and painting, I am Bada Kui. Whatever you want to see, I will draw it for you."

Ye Jingtang turned around, sat down on the couch, and thought for a while:

"I describe a scene from a book, and His Highness draws it for me to see?"

Dongfang Liren's eyes were arrogant and he nodded slightly:

"As long as your description is accurate, I will draw it accurately."

Ye Jingtang was dubious, thought for a moment, and began to recite:

"Lifting the curtain lightly, I saw a jade woman spread across the banquet. She had fragrant skin, white body and round shoulders. Her two curved eyebrows painted the distant mountains, and her eyes were like autumn water. The sandalwood mouth was lightly opened, causing bees and butterflies to fly wildly; she was delicate and delicate. The waist is restrained, with a hint of moonlight style..."

?

Dongfang Liren fluffed his sleeves and held a pen to prepare for painting. When he heard this description, the corners of his eyes twitched, and murderous intent gradually appeared in his heroic eyes.

Ye Jingtang paused when he saw these words and asked:

"Is there a problem?"

Dongfang Liren took a breath and said coldly: "You asked me to draw erotic pictures for you?!"

Ye Jingtang shook his head: "It's a picture of a beautiful woman wearing clothes. I lack imagination. When I saw this paragraph while reading a book, I couldn't figure out what it looked like. His Highness said that the painter was really good, so I thought about asking His Highness to draw it. Show me. If you can’t draw it, forget it.”

When Dongfang Liren saw that Ye Jingtang dared to use provocation to deceive the erotic pictures, he snorted lightly, held a brush in his hand, and began to draw on the paper.

When Ye Jingtang saw Benben's real painting, he chuckled, helped to grind the ink, and stared at the paper on the table.

Dongfang Liren studied under Xuanji Zhenren, and his painting skills are unique and extremely realistic.

Although it was just a few strokes, a person's figure was roughly sketched, and the details were carefully added. In just two quarters of an hour, a lifelike picture of a beautiful woman appeared on the paper.

Ye Jingtang stared intently, his eyes changing from expectation at first to confusion, and then to weirdness:

"Your Highness, you..."

After Dongfang Liren finished drawing the picture of the beauty, he put down the pen, picked up the paper and looked at it:

"Look like?"

Ye Jingtang looked at the paper that read, "The pretty boy lying on the couch with his hand on his forehead and posing", and he was really speechless, but Benben was such a good painter that he could still recognize this man as him!

"Your Highness, I am talking about beauty."

Dongfang Liren took the drawing paper and compared it with the handsome and extraordinary Ye Jingtang:

"Isn't this a beauty?"

Ye Jingtang was speechless. Looking at Cunben's proud little face, he sighed:

"As long as your Highness is happy."

Dongfang Liren snorted lightly, put the portrait aside, and looked out the window:

"It's getting late, so you should go back and rest first. It will take a day or two for the molten oil to take effect. If there are any injuries here, just keep an eye on them. Come here early tomorrow."

"Your Highness, don't you want to rest?"

"How can I rest while you are in the house? Or do you want to keep vigil for me?"

Ye Jingtang thought about it, so he didn't say much and stood up to leave.

Dongfang Liren sat on the couch and watched Ye Jingtang leave the attic, then picked up the painting and began to appreciate it carefully...