The system extends my life, and all my husbands want me to be the empress

He dismounted and lifted the carriage curtain, which moved slightly, letting in a few rays of dappled sunlight.

Inside the car, Lin Wanwan frowned slightly, supported her head with one hand, and lightly touched her forehead with her slender fingers. She leaned lazily against the wall of the car, as if thinking about something.

Seeing him lift the curtain, her eyes became even colder. She stood up slightly, her black hair like a waterfall, revealing a kind of loneliness and alienation.

In this small space of the carriage, it is like a lonely lotus admiring its own beauty.

Madam Qin's face was serious, and her eyes were closely watching Ouyang Qingyu's next move, secretly waiting for the princess's instructions in the carriage.

Su Ye realized that it was not his own servant. He stuck his head out again and saw Ouyang Qingyu lowering the curtain of the carriage without any hesitation.

The servants immediately surrounded them, and the leading servant said fiercely: "Don't meddle in other people's business! This is the princess of our mansion, and we have been ordered to take her back!"

Ouyang Qingyu showed no fear and responded coldly: "Get lost."

Seeing this, the servants rushed forward. Ouyang Qingyu dodged the attacks of several servants and then displayed his skillful fists and feet.

His movements were swift and powerful, and each move accurately hit the servants' vital points, making it impossible for them to get close to him easily.

After a while, several servants were beaten to the ground by him.

The leading servant saw that the situation was not good and dared not move forward rashly. He signaled everyone to retreat and go back to report.

The carriage slowly and bumpily moved along the long bluestone street.

Ouyang Qingyu drove the carriage himself. He looked stunning, dignified and cold on horseback, and was undoubtedly the focus of everyone's attention.

Passersby on the road cast envious glances. The princess in the carriage must be so lucky to have such a handsome man driving the carriage himself.

Ouyang Qingyu had never seen Princess An Ning before, and no one had ever mentioned her. How could a princess be so cold and indifferent?

Even things like promising marriage seem to be out of the question.

"What? You're not going back to the Princess's Mansion to paint?" Ouyang Qingyu's voice came from the front.

Lin Wanwan raised her eyes slightly and said calmly, "Send the medicine to your grandmother first."

"Princess, please sit down. My residence is a bit remote."

"No hurry." Her answer floated out from the carriage.

Ouyang Qingyu's expression was slightly solemn, as if he was thinking about something.

After that, the two of them walked in silence.

……

The residence of the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice.

It is located in a quiet area in the south of Kyoto.

Ouyang Qingyu's carriage stopped in front of the vermilion gate, and the woman who got out of the carriage was Lin Wanwan.

The two of them standing together looked like a beautiful painting.

The servants on both sides of the door were the first to see it, their eyes widened instantly, and they were extremely surprised!

When the two of them passed by, the two servants bowed their heads respectfully and dared not say anything more.

Until the two of them entered the mansion.

The two servants straightened up, secretly shocked:

The master has never brought women back home on weekdays. Who is this woman?

Entering the gate, there is a spacious courtyard with smooth bluestone floors and several sycamore trees with deep roots and lush leaves.

The busy maids in the mansion were surprised when they saw Lin Wanwan and bowed hurriedly.

They exchanged glances and secretly guessed her identity.

The housekeeper rushed over after hearing the news. Lin Wanwan was outstanding in appearance and elegant in manners. He guessed that she was from a famous family, but he did not dare to ask rashly.

The butler bowed to them both politely:

"grown ups."

Ouyang Qingyu asked: "Where is grandma?"

The housekeeper replied, "The old lady is praying to Buddha in the house."

Lin Wanwan asked calmly, "Where is the study?"

Ouyang Qingyu understood and led Lin Wanwan to the study.

Soon, two maids entered the study, one brought a basin of water and the other brought incense for worshiping Buddha.

In the study room.

After Lin Wanwan washed her hands, she silently recited the Heart Sutra in her heart. The one she painted was the Goddess of Mercy, so she should not blaspheme the deity.

Afterwards, she sat down at the sandalwood table, with the white scroll spread out flat and the fragrance of colored ink wafting in the air.

Lin Wanwan gently picked up the paintbrush, her expression solemn and pious. She rolled up her sleeves, revealing the pink peach blossom on the inside of her right wrist.

Ouyang Qingyu's eyes moved slightly. These peach blossoms must have been born with him. They were pink like clouds and unforgettable. There seemed to be a wisp of fairy air lingering around them.

After a while, Lin Wanwan had outlined the facial features of Guanyin.

She pursed her red lips and asked, "How do you think the Queen Mother's eyebrows are?"

Ouyang Qingyu said: "Full forehead, phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, and round jaw."

She stared in contemplation for a moment, then gently picked up the paintbrush again, and the tip of the brush moved lightly across the paper, painting with ease.

"how?"

Ouyang Qingyu stepped forward and felt that something was still wrong. He gently held her hand and felt that it was a soft and small hand with slender fingers.

[System prompts, congratulations to the princess for getting it~

Health +2 hours, a total of 13 days, 9 hours and 13 minutes]

She did not pull her hand away immediately.

He moved very gently and held her hand carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

Lin Wanwan let his fingers rest gently on hers, and traced the empress dowager's facial features stroke by stroke.

As he painted, Ouyang Qingyu's eyes were filled with curiosity and a hint of subtle emotion.

He paused in thought and said, "The eyes should be slightly bigger. The chin is too round."

After a while, Ouyang Qingyu stopped and let go of his hand.

Lin Wanwan retouched and beautified the face in the painting and asked, "How is it?"

Ouyang Qingyu nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

After receiving his approval, Lin Wanwan's eyes fell on the painting and she said calmly:

“Sir Ouyang, the old lady’s medicine must be prepared by you personally.

Take three scallions with roots, add six red dates, a small slice of ginger, and boil a bowl of water for about an incense stick of time.

Come back after it’s cooked.”

Ouyang Qingyu nodded and left. When he walked out of the room, he felt a burning sensation between his fingers. He clearly smelled a faint cold fragrance on her body.

In the study, Lin Wanwan began to carefully depict every detail of the portrait of Guanyin.

After a stick of incense.

Ouyang Qingyu returned to the study. In his surprised eyes, the Guanyin with the appearance of the Queen Mother had come to life under Lin Wanwan's pen.

Her paintings are so good.

The Queen Mother's eyes were filled with compassion and peace, which made people feel awe.

With hanging necklaces and fluttering clothes, it seems as if the Buddha's light is shining everywhere...

The precious appearance of Guanyin, completed.

Lin Wanwan put down the paintbrush in her hand, glanced at him, and said, "Let's go see the old lady."

The two of them walked through the winding corridor together and headed towards the Buddhist hall.

In the backyard of the residence of the Minister of Justice, there is a quiet Buddhist temple. At this moment, the smoke of incense curls up and the sound of wooden fish sounds.

My grandmother is worshiping Buddha devoutly.

Arriving at the door of the Buddhist temple, Ouyang Qingyu knocked gently: "Grandma."

After a while, the sound of the wooden fish stopped.

An old maid opened the door and was surprised to see two people outside. She didn't dare to say much and just greeted them in a low voice.

"Yu'er, come in." The old lady's kind voice came from inside the room.

Ouyang Qingyu carefully carried a bowl of steaming medicine and walked into his grandmother's room.

Lin Wanwan followed.

Inside the room, the old lady put her hands together, tightly grasping a string of agarwood Buddhist beads in her palms, each bead having been rubbed until it was smooth and shiny.

She was wearing a dark satin dress, which was not gorgeous but exuded simplicity and elegance. Her silver hair was neatly combed and she had several delicate pearl hairpins pinned to her bun.

"Grandma, drink some calming medicine." Ouyang Qingyu's voice was soft. He held the bottom of the bowl steadily with one hand and held a spoon with the other, intending to feed the old lady.

Upon hearing this, the old lady opened her eyes, her face showing the haggard look of illness. When she raised her eyes, she saw Lin Wanwan.

"Who is this?"

Lin Wanwen said softly: "Princess An Ning, Lin Wanwen."