Before Zhao Xihai answered, Bai Yu Palace, who was hiding in the car, had already opened the curtain and said to him: "There is no such nonsense. Get in the car quickly. The emperor has gone on a hunger strike for a hundred thousand urgent matters."

Qin Lang had no choice but to get on the carriage and stayed in the prison for three days. The smell was so bad. Bai Yugong pinched his nose as soon as he got on the car: "Oh my God, what's the smell on you?"

Qin Lang said: "Masculine."

Bai Yugong spat and put his face in the window: "It's so stinking!"

Qin Lang said: "I can get off the car."

Bai Yugong said, "Forget it, I'll hold it a little bit." He covered his nose with incense-filled Ropa and looked at Qin Lang and said, "You seem to be fat?"

"I'm not fat, I'm swollen."

"It seems like there is still a smell of wine on your body."

Qin Lang said: "General of Tiance Mansion, why did you come to pick me up?"

Bai Yugong said: "I have been busy with the emperor's marriage these two days. I don't know you were arrested, haha, it's fun."

Qin Lang said: "How did you release me?"

Bai Yugong smiled and said, "That's not easy. I told them that I set the fire. It happened that day was the emperor's wedding. I said that I could set the fire casually, and it would be lively and prosperous to make a festive celebration."

Qin Lang was speechless. No one except Baiyu Palace could think of such an excuse, but he had to admit that Baiyu Palace's method was very useful and helped him clear the suspicion roughly and directly. The eldest princess set fire, and probably no one dared to hold her accountable.

The carriage did not drive to the palace, but went to Yongshou Garden. Through the introduction of Baiyu Palace, he learned that the emperor had a temper after his wedding and almost did not burn Kunning Palace on the wedding night. Empress Dowager Xiao Xuan arranged for him to go to Yongshou Garden to relax, and asked Empress Chen Weiyu and Baiyu Palace to accompany him.

The little emperor had a very happy time to go to Yongshou Palace, but he got tired of it soon. Baiyu Palace remembered the album that Qin Lang asked her to hand over and gave it to the little emperor to coax him. The little emperor had a relish, but after reading the album, there was no further text. This time the trouble became even more powerful. He grabbed the things and threw them around, and even Queen Chen Weiyu was injured by him.

Baiyu Palace asked someone to find Qin Lang, and only then did he know that Qin Lang was arrested by the Ministry of Justice for the fire in Tiance Mansion. She went to find the Empress Dowager Xiao Zirong first, because the Empress Dowager agreed not to pursue Qin Lang's dereliction of duty, so she came to pick Qin Lang away.

After hearing Baiyu Palace say that, Qin Lang felt that Baiyu Palace's affairs were much more reliable than before, and whispered: "The Empress Dowager asked me to go to Yongshou Garden?"

Bai Yugong said: "She doesn't nod, you think you can enter Yongshou Garden at will. Anyway, the Empress Dowager said that the Emperor must return to the palace tomorrow, which means that I don't care what method you use, I must coax the Emperor."

Qin Lang said: "Isn't it just a picture album? I'll work tonight to draw a copy for him." Thinking of Long Xixi's news that he had regained his freedom, Bai Yugong refused to let him go back, so she had to worry about it for another night.

When they arrived at Yongshou Garden, Baiyu Palace asked the eunuch to lead Qin Lang to Tingtao Garden to take a shower and change clothes first.

There was a hot spring in Tingtao Garden, and Qin Lang took a comfortable bath. Before coming here, Baiyu Palace had asked someone to prepare a new set of clothes for him inside and out.

Qin Lang changed into new clothes and swept away the bad luck for a few days, feeling refreshed.

Zhao Xihai walked outside and waited for Qin Lang to clean up, and took him to a quiet courtyard next to him. Although Tingtao Garden is in Yongshou Garden, it is actually the outer periphery of Yongshou Garden. It is still a distance from Yongshou Palace built on Yongshou Mountain. According to the rules in the palace, no man except the emperor is allowed to stay in Yongshou Palace, so Qin Lang cannot meet the emperor now.

Baiyu Palace was waiting for Qin Lang in the yard. When she saw Qin Lang walking in with great energy, she smiled and said, "It's just like a person, hurry up and work."

Qin Lang came to the room and saw that all the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were prepared for him, just waiting for him to start painting. There were exquisite snacks on the square table next to him, which was for him to fill his stomach.

Bai Yugong said: "Hurry up, I will send you there after the painting." She was in Yongshou Garden, and she had to abide by the rules of the palace and could not accompany Qin Lang here. After the arrangement was made, she returned to Yongshou Palace.

Qin Lang thought he could see Chen Weiyu even when he came here, but now it seems that even if he was in the same garden, it would be difficult to reach the sky if he wanted to see Yiren. He remembered that Bai Yu Palace said that Chen Weiyu was injured by the little emperor, but he didn't know what the situation was. He couldn't ask directly. Although Bai Yu Palace was a bit reckless, it was not stupid. If she could notice the ambiguity between him and Chen Weiyu, it would be even more troublesome.

Qin Lang drew very quickly, and it was still easy to deal with a guy like the little emperor who didn't understand what artistic appreciation is. He drew ten pictures here, and the little eunuch hurriedly sent them to him. This was the first time Qin Lang was working like this. Although he was dissatisfied with the drawing, he had no assistants all the time. He drew it for two hours in a row. It was not until midnight that Zhao Xihai, who was running around back and forth, told him that the emperor had already slept and could take a break for the time being.

Before Zhao Xihai left, he locked the door of the room where Qin Lang was, and was about to beware of him going out to walk around at night.

There were also eunuchs guarding the ear room outside the door, which was obviously not at ease with Qin Lang, an outsider.

Qin Lang laughed in his heart, thinking that a few door locks could trap him? Wouldn't it be a waste of learning the technique of passing through the wall? However, Qin Lang was not interested in passing through the wall at night. Although the little emperor was asleep, he would not have to ask him to draw when he woke up tomorrow.

Qin Lang simply continued to write and drew a few pictures. He felt that although his speed was already fast enough, he still couldn't catch up with the reading volume of the little emperor. Among Shenming's seven attacks and four defenses, one of the writing was written quickly. If the painting could have the speed of writing quickly, wouldn't it be like printing?

Qin Lang leaned on the chair and thought for a while. His master Lu Xingqiao once said that seven attacks and four defenses can combine to interpret countless changes. If the power of Shenming can be used in painting, wouldn’t it be a magnificent sword to kill a chicken?

Thinking of this layer, Qin Lang couldn't help but start thinking, outlining a complete picture in his mind, calling for the power of deep underworld to present it on the paper, and the blue lines flashed on the white paper, and the picture in his mind was presented smoothly. It is one thing to present it with soul power, but it is another thing to print the picture on the paper. Although it is written quickly to draw the outline, it is engraved with speed, but it still requires hands.

Qin Lang tried to use soul flames to leave traces on the paper, which was the most difficult to control. If the soul power output was too large, the entire paper would be burned. If the soul power output was too small and the traces left were too shallow, the picture would be impossible to see clearly. Qin Lang tried many times before he grasped it properly and officially started drawing. To be precise, it was more like printing, using the soul power of Shenming to print.

After being proficient, you can complete a complete picture in the blink of an eye. Qin Lang was surprised and happy when he saw the finished product, which was no different from the printed product. Moreover, this kind of soul power consumed by combat is almost negligible.

After mastering the trick, Qin Lang painted with all his strength and quickly turned tormented with his soul with his memory. Within an hour, he had completed a thick stack. It is estimated that the little emperor would not finish reading it in a month.

Qin Langxin looked at his work with satisfaction. When he yawned and was about to go to bed, he saw the candlelight swaying. He noticed a trace of abnormality. He suddenly grabbed the ink on the table and splashed it in the direction of the north wall.
Chapter completed!