Dressed as the Cannon Fodder Ex-Wife of the Regent

Hearing this, Wen Nong Nong felt a pain in his heart. Gu Linchao is really a prodigal. How could he destroy such a good painting?

Although it is a splendid picture, but that painting skill is only available in the world, it would be a pity if it was ruined like this.

Thinking about it, she rolled her eyes and said, "Well, the prince will give me the box, and I will destroy it for you. I promise not to leave any traces, so that the prince is satisfied."

Wang Houde thought that she had sent this box to the prince, and she had already made a guarantee, so he agreed, "Alright, then I will trouble the princess?"

"Your Majesty is very polite, this is just a little effort for me, I will take it to Chenxiangyuan and destroy it." Wen Nongrong said with a smile.

Wang Houde breathed a sigh of relief and watched her go to Chenxiangyuan.

What he didn't know was that Wen Nong Nong brought the box back to Chen Xiang Yuan, locked himself in the house, and never came out again.

If Gu Linchao saw the scene in the house, he might have thought about killing Wang Houde.

He was on guard against all odds, but he did not guard against Wang Houde.

I saw that the picture scroll he did not let Wen Nong Nong see was spread out on the ground by Wen Nong Nong at this time, and she squatted next to it, appreciating it carefully.

"Tsk tsk, worthy of being a palace image, this is too fragrant..."

But looking at it, she suddenly frowned.

How did the man's face in the painting become Gu Linchao's face, and the woman's face in the painting seemed to resemble her...

Thinking of something she shouldn't have thought about, she quickly patted her hot face and stopped her wild thoughts.

She didn't dare to look at the gorgeous picture again, she hurriedly put it away, stuffed it back into the box, and kicked it under the bed again.

Seeing that Wen Nongnong had been in for a long time, but still did not come out, Lu Qiao couldn't help but be a little worried. She knocked on the door, "Miss, the kitchen made your favorite fried chicken, and the servant brought it to you."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened, and Wen Nong Nong patted her face and walked out vainly.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Lu Qiao couldn't help asking when she saw her blushing face.

Wen Nong Nong took the fried chicken in her hand and said vaguely, "It's just a little hot."

Lv Qiao hurriedly said, "My servant, go and pour some water for you."

"Okay." Wen Nong Nong nodded, took the fried chicken out of the house, and sat down directly in front of the stone table in the courtyard.

She tore off the leg of the fried chicken and took a bite. However, the fried chicken that she liked very much on weekdays was a little tasteless in her mouth, mainly because she was too guilty.

Did she care about Gu Linchao just now?

Thinking of this, she shivered, feeling that something was wrong with herself.

Sure enough, that kind of thing, you can't watch it too much, it will become strange if you watch it too much.

Thinking about it, she took the words Gu Linchao wrote to her and decided to go out to find a framer.

She wanted to frame the words Gu Linchao wrote to her.

She asked someone and heard that the framer in the painting and calligraphy workshop called Lancao had the best craftsmanship, so she went straight to it.

Entering the Lancao calligraphy and painting workshop, it is really very atmospheric, and a painting hanging on the wall can be called a masterpiece of the world.

The dial of the calligraphy and painting shop, when she saw the words she handed over, was amazed and praised again and again.

"This poem is really wonderful, and this word, it's the most powerful word I've ever seen..."

The owner of the calligraphy and painting shop praised him a lot, and at the end, he remembered and asked, "Girl, which master did this word come from?"

Wen Nong Nong said mysteriously, "I can't tell you this."