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Wu Xuanzhi was holding the painting that had become fragments, feeling very sad.

After hearing Jiang Yanming's words, Wu Xuanzhi looked at the group of people in the yard, his eyes full of grief and resentment.

"Miss Yan Ming and I spent half a month on this painting and put in countless efforts," Wu Xuanzhi choked with sobs. "You ruined it like this. If it were me, I would beat you up too."

Mrs. Jiang was dissatisfied and said: "You are a painter, how can you talk to Jinping? Jiang Yanming, you don't care about the people who care about you?"

Jiang Yanming just smiled and said nothing.

"A painter, do you know who I am painting?"

Wu Xuanzhi was very excited.

"What I drew is Her Royal Highness Princess Qinghe! It is a haircut gift for Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Wu Xuanzhi's words exploded in the minds of Jiang Jinping and Mrs. Jiang.

"Mr., Your Highness the Princess?"

Jiang Jinping's face instantly turned pale.

There are only a few days left before Ji Xingyun's hairpin banquet. As early as half a month ago, the palace began to prepare with great fanfare.

After all, she is the emperor's favorite little princess, so she must be given enough attention.

Almost everyone in the capital knew that Princess Qinghe was about to get her hairpin, and Jiang Jinping and Mrs. Jiang were both qualified to participate in Ji Xingyun's wedding banquet.

"Is that what you said?"

Jiang Jinping didn’t give up yet.

"Are you stupid? Do you know her or do I know her?"

Jiang Yanming said disdainfully. As we all know, Ji Xingyun and Jiang Yanming have disliked each other since childhood, so Jiang Yanming must be familiar with Ji Xingyun.

"This, this..."

Jiang Jinping panicked. She didn't expect that what she tore up was the portrait of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

For such a crime, even beheading her would not be enough to make up for it.

"So how are you going to make up for it?"

Jiang Yanming glared at Jiang Jinping and said.

With the old lady here, Jiang Yanming couldn't do whatever he wanted, so he could only use etiquette to directly crush Jiang Jinping to death.

So what if you didn't mean to do it? What you destroyed was the portrait of Ji Xingyun and Princess Qinghe!

Jiang Jinping looked at Madam Jiang for help, "Grandma, Jinping didn't do it on purpose. Jinping really didn't mean to destroy the portrait of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Grandma believes in you."

Mrs. Jiang's loving eyes stayed on Jiang Jinping for a moment, and then turned to Jiang Yanming with a serious expression.

"Yan Ming, forget it this time. Jin Ping didn't mean it. I won't hold you accountable for the two times you hit Jin Ping. Let's just forget about it."

"Forget it? How is this possible?!"

Before Jiang Yanming could say anything, Wu Xuanzhi shouted first.

"Not to mention that she made our painting look like this. We have to repaint it and it takes a lot of effort. What's more, there are only five days before Her Royal Highness's birthday, so we can't finish it at all!"

"That's your business!"

Mrs. Jiang tapped her cane on the ground and said sternly, "I put my words here today. No one can touch Jinping girl."

Mrs. Jiang is determined to protect Jiang Jinping to the death.

Jiang Jinping looked at Jiang Yanming with a hint of pride in his eyes.

"Forget it, grandma said so, what can I do?"

Jiang Yanming was also helpless. Mrs. Jiang had spoken, but she had no way to deal with Jiang Jinping.

In this Jiang Mansion, not even Jiang Guogong can disobey Mrs. Jiang, let alone Jiang Yanming.

Although the original owner was arrogant and domineering, he still had to follow basic rules.

Just like filial piety, in front of Mrs. Jiang, Jiang Yanming could not directly deal with Jiang Jinping without passing Mrs. Jiang.

"However, she made a mistake and she must be punished." Jiang Yanming narrowed her eyes. "Otherwise, one day the matter gets out, and outsiders may say that our government is disrespectful to the princess."

Mrs. Jiang thought for a while and said, "What you said is, what do you want to do?"

"She will be grounded for at least a month."

Jiang Yanming pointed at Jiang Jinping, "Being banned for one month is not a big punishment. The most important thing is to show it to outsiders."

Jiang Jinping's face instantly stiffened.

"Sister, I also want to attend the hairpin banquet held by Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"I didn't say I wouldn't let you go. Except for that day, you will stay with me for the next month."

At least we can't let this little camellia out and cause trouble next time.

"Grandma..." Jiang Jinping looked at Mrs. Jiang, begging for help.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Jiang didn't look at her, "Then it's settled, Jinping girl, just listen to Jiang Yanming."

Although Mrs. Jiang prefers Jiang Jinping, she still understands the seriousness of the matter.

There is no real harm in being banned for a month, so just ban it.

Afterwards, Mrs. Jiang took Jiang Jinping out of the yard.

"Miss Yanming, what should I do?"

Wu Xuanzhi held the fragments of the portrait and felt anxious.

There are only five days left, it can't be done so quickly.

"Counting from now on, there are still more than a hundred hours before Ji Xingyun's hairpin banquet," Jiang Yanming said in a deep voice, "Do you still remember the content of the portrait?"

"I can remember it, but..."

"There is no but, we must recreate the painting before the Hairpin Banquet arrives."

There was an unwavering look in Jiang Yanming's eyes.

"But……"

"Stop it, pick up your paintbrush and let's get started."

Jiang Yanming urged.

Time is money now and cannot be wasted.

Jiang Yanming looked at Jiang Ling and said, "Fourth sister, please help me too."

After all, Jiang Ling had been learning from her and Wu Xuanzhi for half a month, so it was okay to get started.

"Eh? Can I really do that?"

A look of hope appeared on Jiang Ling's face.

"certainly."

"Miss Yanming," Wu Xuanzhi said with helplessness written all over his face, "Now we have nothing, we have run out of pen, ink and paper."

In order to experiment with various painting techniques, he had used up all the precious materials that Jiang Yanming had obtained, and there was not much left.

"I'm going to get new ones tomorrow."

…

The second room of Jiang Mansion, in Jiang Jinping Courtyard.

"Damn it, it turns out to be a portrait of Princess Qinghe!"

Jiang Jinping no longer acted like a sweet and sensible person in front of the old lady, but had a look of resentment on his face.

"Miss, calm down. Although you are grounded, the result is good."

The maid smiled and said, "The birthday gift Jiang Yanming gave to Her Royal Highness the Princess was destroyed. According to what she said, she couldn't prepare a new one in such a short time."

"And since we can't prepare any other gifts in such a short time, Jiang Yanming will only be able to give Her Royal Highness the gift that is less than that."

"That's right," a smile appeared on Jiang Jinping's face, "Jiang Yanming and Princess Qinghe originally had a bad relationship. As long as she makes a fool of herself at Her Royal Highness's hairpin banquet, huh."

"By the way, what happened to my gift?"

"Don't worry, miss. This is a fine brocade that my wife asked Fourth Master to bring from southern Xinjiang. It can't be sold in the capital."

"That's good."

Jiang Jinping was very satisfied. She didn't expect her birthday gift to be more beautiful than the others, she just wanted to be able to surpass Jiang Yanming.

…

Early the next morning, Jiang Yanming and his maid went around various shops looking for materials needed to repaint the portrait.

(End of chapter)