Yuqiongyin

Chu Chenning strolled in the palace. He originally wanted to go back to his own house outside the palace, but it was really boring.

His eyes fell on the tall green bamboos, and he suddenly thought of the scroll on the carved desk of Jinri Chunshi. He turned around and asked Fulin, "Where is Jinri Chunshi's portrait now?"

"He should be in Fengjun Palace now. Your Highness, do you want Rong Xiaolangjun's portrait?"

"Yes, go get it quickly." Chu Chenning shook his head, "Forget it, it would be more sincere if I go get it myself."

"Yes." Fulin hurriedly led the way and sent someone to ask Fuying to find out some information about Rong Xiaolangjun, as it would be useful eventually.

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In Fengqi Palace, Feng Jun, who had just changed out of formal attire, was sitting at the table preparing to eat. When he got the news that his young daughter had come to see him in a hurry, he quickly asked the eunuch to add another set of bowls and chopsticks.

Chu Chenning bowed hurriedly and sat down next to Feng Jun, looking shameless.

Feng Jun poked her forehead and spoke softly, "Why did you come to me, you little devil? What treasure did you set your eyes on? Your mother was reluctant to give it to you, so you came to me to act like a spoiled brat."

Chu Chenning leaned on Feng Jun's shoulder, gently pulled his sleeves, and said coquettishly: "Father - how can you think of Aning like this? Aning is definitely not here to ask for some rare treasure this time!"

The smile on Feng Jun's face froze and then disappeared in an instant. He had no idea how many times he had heard this. He said solemnly, "Please sit down first."

"Oh... okay." Chu Chenning saw that it was useless to act coquettishly, so she could only sit up straight with a pout on her face, while she held Feng Jun's sleeve tightly in her palm.

"Tell me, what do you want this time?" Even though Feng Jun is such a gentle person, he is often irritated by Chu Chenning.

Chu Chenning stared at his father eagerly and spoke carefully: "A Ning just wants the portrait of Rong Yunluo Chunshi Selection."

It's not some rare treasure? Feng Jun was stunned, and couldn't believe his ears, "Tell me, what do you want?"

Chu Chenning leaned closer to Feng Jun again, staring at Feng Jun with peach blossom eyes, pleading in his eyes, "As for Rong Yunlu's portrait, could it be... thrown away by father? Where did he throw it?"

Feng Jun chuckled and said, "It's still on the table."

"Really?!" Chu Chenning was so happy that he almost jumped up when he heard the news.

"You really have fallen head over heels for Young Master Rong." Feng Jun quickly held her down and said, "Eat your lunch first, or you can't take the portrait away."

"It's okay, just a little bit." Seeing that Chu Chenning was still being stubborn, Feng Jun couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Father, please stop laughing." Chu Chenning stood up and quickly served food to Feng Jun. "After lunch, I still need to ask Father for advice."

Feng Jun nodded gently and said, "Okay."

The two of them finished their lunch happily.

When the eunuch removed the remaining meal, he couldn't help feeling happy.

Feng Jun had no appetite during this period because of the Sixth Prince's wedding. He would only eat a few more bites when the Queen was with him. It was rare that he ate so much today.

Feng Jun took Chu Chenning's hand and stood up, took her to stand in front of the desk, pointed at the unfolded portrait and said with a smile: "It's hard for you to accompany me to have lunch just for a portrait. Now, take the portrait and leave quickly, otherwise Fengqi Palace will be very noisy."

Chu Chenning paused, helped Feng Jun sit down, and leaned lazily on Feng Jun's shoulder.