The naughty and cowardly little crybaby sold himself out

Chu Jian spread out a piece of rice paper, picked up the thinnest brush, and began to draw human anatomy.

If everyone has their own way of relieving stress, then the most common way to relieve stress is to draw human anatomy diagrams, anatomical diagrams of various human structures.

It was already dark, and Chu Jian was still drawing with several lights on. This time he drew a map of the locations of internal organs in the human body. Each organ was drawn very clearly, but the details still needed to be improved, and then some notes would be enough.

This picture took me a long time to draw today, mainly because there were no hard pens in ancient times, and it is still not so easy to control the details with a brush. If I hadn't practiced before, I probably wouldn't even be able to hold a brush. I took some time to prepare some materials to see if I can make some charcoal pencils myself.

Her previously frantic heart had calmed down, and she was painting so carefully that she didn't even notice Jing Muyang pushing the door open.

He wanted to call her and go over to see what she was doing, but seeing how serious she was, he finally held back and sat far away, just watching her as she lowered her head, dipped the brush in ink, and then stood up to examine it carefully. She must be drawing something.

Finally, Chu Jian put down his pen, looking as if he had accomplished something.

"Princess." Jing Muyang called her.

"Mu Yang?" When I turned my head, I saw him sitting on the chair at the examination table. It seemed that he had been sitting there for a long time. "When did you come in? Why didn't you make any sound?"

"I've been here for more than an hour. Seeing you so absorbed in your studies, I couldn't bear to disturb you." Jing Muyang stood up and came over to hold her hand and rub her wrist. "What are you drawing? How long have you been drawing? Are your hands sore?"

"I'm drawing an anatomical diagram!" Chu Jian turned sideways, and the anatomical diagram of human internal organs on the table appeared in front of Jing Muyang.

To be honest, Jing Muyang was amazed. Even in the Imperial Hospital, he had never seen such detailed anatomical drawings. The shapes of the organs were so realistic, the positions were so precise, and the markings were so clear. Seeing this picture was as if he saw a person with his stomach cut open right in front of him.

He looked at it for a long time.

"This isn't a good drawing. I've never used a brush to draw this before. I'll try to draw something better next time. Besides, my hands and waist are sore. Mu Yang, can you ask someone to find me some graphite and clay?"

This is not considered a good painting? What would a better painting look like? Jing Muyang was even more shocked.

"You should take a break when your hands and back are sore." Jing Muyang turned around and continued to massage her wrist. "I'll have someone arrange the things you want tomorrow. Let's have dinner first."

Jing Muyang took her back to the main courtyard, just like usual.

Chu Jian did not mention what happened during the day. She felt that maybe it was not what she thought. Jing Muyang did not mention it either. Chu Jian's free and easy attitude might not mean that the matter was as serious as he thought.

"Muyang, I also want paint. The more color samples the better." Chu Jian seemed to think of something as he walked, "I also want glue. Do you have it? And can you find a carpenter for me?"

"Carpenter?" Jing Muyang didn't know what she wanted to do. The things she wanted didn't seem to have anything to do with carpentry.

"Yes, Carpenter, but this can be done later. Let me think about it. I seem to need some more things. I'll write a list later. There are some things that I need to review myself."

"Okay, you can arrange for Qinglin and Qingye when the time comes." No matter what she does, as long as she is happy.

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When they returned to the dining room, the first thing they saw was Jin Xiang kneeling on the ground.

"Jin Xiang? What are you kneeling here for?"

Chu Jian went forward to pull her up, but Jin Xiang had been kneeling for a long time and couldn't get up all of a sudden.

"Princess." Jin Xiang knew that she had not served the princess well and felt guilty, but when she saw that she did not seem to be affected by what happened during the day, she felt better.

"Mu Yang! Did you make her kneel here? How long has she been kneeling? Her legs are already like this!"

When Chu Jian saw Jin Xiang, he questioned Jing Muyang. There were only two masters in the mansion, and who else except him could make Jin Xiang kneel down and not dare to get up?

Jin Xiang only felt better for two seconds, but became nervous again when she heard this.

"Princess, it's not the prince, it's not the prince, it's me who did something wrong, and I'm kneeling here as punishment."

"What did you do wrong? You could have told me first if you did something wrong. Why should you punish yourself like this?" Chu Jian finally helped her sit down, then squatted on the ground and started to rub her legs.

Jin Xiang was so scared that she shrank back repeatedly, and without caring about the pain, she knelt on the ground again.

"Princess! Don't do this, don't do this! I can't bear it!"

"Don't call me a slave! I don't want you to kneel either. Don't kneel! Haven't I told you many times!" Chu Jian looked at her loudly, but the moment he met her eyes, he caught the panic and fear in her eyes.

She almost forgot that this was in ancient times with clear class distinctions. The master could easily take the life of a servant. She was a very noble master, and Jing Muyang was a royal noble. Who would dare to act rashly?

Although she usually didn't let them kneel down and was very tolerant to them, that was just her wishful thinking. They would still kneel. Only Jinxiang was slightly better. At least she was more relaxed when she was alone with her.

And now Jing Muyang is right next to her, and her actions must have scared Jin Xiang.

She could not change their servility, nor could she change the social system. Just like she could only agree to the princess's veiled words. Suddenly, she felt sad again. She was afraid that as time went on, she would become like Jin Xiang and forget who she was.

"Xiyu, take Jinxiang down to rest."

Chu Jian did not make things difficult for Jin Xiang. He called the maid waiting outside to come in and take care of her, and then went back to his room.

Jing Muyang followed silently behind.

He knew that she was very special to Jinxiang, but he didn't expect that she would go to the extent of not caring about the relationship between master and servant.

When she first met me, she didn't take off any clothes. She quietly climbed onto the bed and lay on her side. Jing Muyang followed her and hugged her from behind.

"Princess, don't be angry. From now on, as long as Jin Xiang doesn't commit an unforgivable crime, I won't punish her. You can decide, okay?"

Chu Jian felt upset again when she heard this. She knew Jin Xiang was speaking for him, but as the top leader of the system, he was usually very humble.

She turned around and hugged him, "Muyang, I don't blame you. You are the prince, and you should have the dignity to punish your servants. But Jin Xiang is different. She is my friend, my only friend at the moment. She is simple-minded and not very sensible, but she treats me with all her heart."

Jing Muyang really wanted to say that as a servant, your life belongs to your master, so you naturally have to treat your master sincerely. This is the first principle for them as slaves.

But he didn't say it out loud. Chu Jian once said that in her world everyone is equal, without distinction of high or low.

"Okay, starting tomorrow, I'll have someone teach her what she needs to pay attention to in the capital. Don't let anyone bully you when you go out, and don't let anyone gossip about you behind your back." Jing Muyang hugged her tightly.

"Ah."

The two of them hugged each other tightly without any desire, as if they hadn't hugged each other so peacefully for some time.

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