Rumor Has It That I’m Pregnant with His Highness’ Child

Angelica called the shopkeeper to check out.

The shopkeeper said tremblingly that he didn't need to give them any money, and the meal was offered to them for free.

Terrible! Even if he was given the courage, he would not dare to ask Yingwei for money!

Xiao Fan looked at him coldly: "As much as you want."

The shopkeeper became more and more terrified when he was seen.

He didn't dare to say anything more, he said honestly.

"All meals plus packing fee, a total of 12 taels of silver."

Yu curled his tongue secretly.

They ate so much money!

You must know that her monthly salary is only twenty-two!

They ate half a month's salary in one meal!

luxury! So extravagant!

Luckily it wasn't her money this time.

Yu Weiyi turned to look at Prince Lang, and saw that he was still expressionless, but if he looked closely, he could see that the corners of his lips were slightly pursed.

Doesn't look very happy.

Yu Weiwei secretly guessed that it was because their meal was too expensive?

Xiao Juan finished the bill and left the restaurant with Yu and Angelica.

They traveled to the Justice Department in a carriage.

Yu Weiwei and Xiao Juan entered the Justice Department, while Angelica returned to the county palace by a carriage.

Yu curling has already finished reading the two large boxes of books.

Xiao Jian assigned her a new task.

"From tomorrow, you will be responsible for teaching the painters in the Justice Department to draw portraits. You should prepare in advance while there is still half a day left."

Yu Weiwei said blankly, "What are you going to prepare?"

Xiao Juan: "Teaching plan."

Yu curled up: "Do I need to prepare a special lesson plan for drawing? Isn't this thing something you can learn just by looking at it?"

Xiao Yan looked at her blankly.

"It's best not to say this to outsiders."

Yu curling was not sure why: "Why?"

Xiao Lian: "I will be beaten."

Yu curling: "..."

Xiao Juan said earnestly: "Not everyone can be as memorable as you. Ordinary people have to study for a long time before they can gradually master a craft."

Yu Weiwei was helpless: "Okay, I'll prepare a lesson plan now."

She took out the pastries packaged from the restaurant and wrote lesson plans while eating.

In the blink of an eye, the afternoon has passed.

Yu Weiwei quickly packed her things to get off work.

Xiao Fan: "Where's your lesson plan? Show it to this king."

Yu curling: "No need, you are so busy, you don't have to worry about this trivial matter."

Xiao Yan stared at her quietly.

Yu curled up with numbness on the scalp, and finally had to surrender.

"Okay okay, let me show you."

She pulled out a piece of paper and handed it over.

There are only a few words on the paper—

Basic course, learn the structure of the human body, master the distribution of human bones and muscles.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Xiao Yan's eyes moved down.

Learning place, Luoyi Pavilion.

Painting target, everyone in the cabinet.

Xiao Yan's eyes gradually became cold.

"If this king remembers correctly, Luoyi Pavilion should be a famous brothel in the city."

Yu Weiwei said confidently: "We go to the brothel not for pleasure, but for art!"

Xiao Juan sneered: "Your art is to watch others undress?"

Yu curled up very aggrieved: "how can you say that to me? I didn't do all this to help students master the structure of the human body more quickly."

Xiao Yan crumpled the lesson plan into a ball and threw it away, coldly.

"It's not only brothels that can see the human body."

Yu Weiwei was curious: "Is there any other place to see it?"

People these days are very conservative, and even if they give money, no one will volunteer to be a mannequin.

After a while.

Xiao Yan walked into the morgue with Yu Wei.

He pointed to the row of corpses covered with white cloth and said, "Are these bodies enough for you to see? If not, this king will go and get you some more."

Yu curling's little face turned pale: "enough, enough."

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