An Yi followed the guards into the flower hall of the back Yamen, where Long Yule was already waiting.
"It's really inconvenient to talk over there in Bieyuan!" Long Yule said, and asked someone to give him a seat, "That's why I invited you to come to the government office here!"
Anyi was not polite and sat down.
"How are you thinking about it?" Long Yule asked.
An Yi smiled bitterly: "Can I choose?"
Long Yule lowered his eyes, his hair was as green as ebony, and his eyelashes quivered like butterfly wings when breathing, "It's all my fault. If I hadn't invited you to see a doctor, you wouldn't have gotten into such trouble!"
Seeing him like this, An Yi couldn't bear it, and said in a low voice: "I am a doctor, and it is natural for me to treat patients. It's just that King Qin is indeed a bit overbearing, but now he doesn't dare to attack me casually. After all, this Princess Qingwu¡¯s life is still in my hands!¡±
Long Yule raised his eyes, and his collarbone, which was whiter than snow, was lightly pressed by the drooping black hair beside his ears. It was like a butterfly fluttering its wings. He was obviously a weak-minded person, but his dark eyes were full of Leng Ning said firmly, "Don't worry, I will keep you safe. I swear on my life!"
An Yi was startled and raised his eyes.
Long Yule slowly raised his lips and smiled: "This is the first time in the twenty-two years of my life that I want to protect someone!"
Looking at the man's bright and firm eyes, An Yi was silent for a while.
Is it because her face looks similar to An Linglong¡¯s?
Coming out of the flower hall, An Yi was thoughtful, but unexpectedly, he bumped into the person opposite.
There was a scroll in the man's hand that fell to the ground. An Yi quickly said sorry and bent over to pick up the scroll.
The scroll was spread out, and An Yi saw the word "An Yi" in the signature.
The word "An Yi", regardless of ancient or modern times, is not divided into simplified and traditional Chinese characters, so An Yi can see it clearly!
An Yi was stunned for a moment.
It was a man in his thirties, dressed as a Northern Qi man. He quickly stepped forward to take the scroll. After inspecting it carefully, he breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes displeased and said, "This is the third prince's belongings. If it is damaged, What should I do?"
An Yi was stunned and said sorry again.
At this moment, Sun Bafu came and shouted to the craftsman: "Master Chen!"
The man ignored An Yi and stepped forward with the scroll in his arms.
Anyi turned around and saw the craftsman whispering something to Sun Bafu. Sun Bafu raised his head and nodded lightly towards An Yi.
An Yi bowed and then raised his eyes to see the craftsman following Sun Bafu into the flower hall.
An Yi? Whose painting is this? Why is the name exactly the same as her modern name?
An Linglong, An Yi, does it matter?
At this moment, in the flower hall, Sun Bafu brought Master Chen forward, carefully spread the scroll in front of Long Yule, and whispered: "Third Prince, the painting has been restored!"
Long Yule stood up quickly. He looked at the painting scroll carefully, his eyes full of surprise, and said: "I have long heard that the Chen family of Northern Qi Dynasty has first-class mounting technology. Master Chen really did not disappoint me. The restoration was so perfect. Exactly the same as before!¡±
Master Chen said: "The princess is also my junior sister. The third prince is our princess's favorite person. I will naturally do my best to do what the third prince orders!"
Long Yule¡¯s eyes flashed and he looked a little embarrassed, but he still nodded and asked the guard to take two ingots of gold to thank Master Chen.
Master Chen thanked and said goodbye.
Sun Bafu whispered: "Third Prince, it seems that Princess Qingwu really likes you, and even the craftsmen who follow her know about it" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com