Lan Cang is a romantic man with vicious habits.
He likes to use these pictures to add to the fun, so every time he gets a woman, he will have a lot of fun drawing them.
Lan Chuchu has been thinking about it for hundreds of years, with deep affection. Among all the portraits, Lan Chuchu has the most portraits and the best paintings.
But due to Lan Chuchu's identity, Lan Cang could only hide these paintings in the office of the table case.
After his death, no one has entered this study, so these paintings and calligraphy are all unknown.
Who knew that Ye Lingyue would come today, and she saw it by mistake.
Lan Chuchu plotted and did not hesitate to commit herself to Xule Fangxian, thinking that after getting rid of Lan Cang, everything would be fine. How could she have imagined that Lan Cang would have such a shameful habit, and she actually drew them all.
Although it's just a portrait, Lan Chuchu's physical signs, voice and smile on it are so realistic that anyone with a discerning eye will know that the person in the portrait has a close relationship with Lan Chuchu.
I'm afraid that Xi Jiuye himself may not be so aware of Lan Chuchu's characteristics.
"Lan Chuchu, you've committed an unforgivable crime on your own."
Ye Lingyue weighed the paintings in her hands. These paintings alone were enough to ruin Lan Chuchu and Ye Beiming's reputation.
But it's not enough to send the painting to Xi Jiuye. With Xi Jiuye's temper, I'm afraid he will reprimand Lan Chuchu, and the latter will inevitably cry and talk about a couple of children. The portrait is published to the world.
Ye Lingyue pinched the painting, thinking about how to arrange it.
Outside the door, there was a sound of extremely subtle footsteps, people came very quickly, Ye Lingyue put the portrait into the Qiankun bag casually, subconsciously, she was about to hide in Hongmengtian.
But the moment she was about to enter Hongmengtian, Ye Lingyue swept across a screen inside the study.
The screen is several feet high, enough to hold a person.
With a flash of Ye Lingyue's footsteps, she was already hidden behind the screen.
The reason why Ye Lingyue gave up the idea of entering Hongmengtian was because she wanted to see who would enter Lan Cang's study at this time.
The door opened, and Ye Lingyue held her breath.
I saw a short and sturdy man walking in.
The man, who appeared to be in his mid-thirties, was visibly nervous and banged on the door as he walked in.
The person who came was wearing white clothes and a mourning cap. Presumably he was one of Lan Cang's sons, and he was able to move in and out of this area freely. He was probably the favored one among Lan Cang's children.
Because as far as Ye Lingyue knew, because of Xia Niang's identity, Lan Tianyou could only go to see the funeral on the day of the funeral.
Only the children of several concubines, including Lan Yuzhi, are eligible to observe filial piety for these few days.
Ye Lingyue's guess was not wrong, this short and strong man was Lan Ming, one of the candidates for the future head of the Lan Mansion.
He is also Lan Tianyou's eldest brother, and it is his turn to guard the mourning hall today, so I don't know what his purpose is for coming here today.
After Lan Ming came in, he didn't search around like Ye Lingyue did. On the contrary, he just bent down and groped under the table for a while.
He took out a few paintings, and after opening them one by one, Lan Ming's eyes, which were not much bigger than the eyes of a mouse, showed a slightly lewd expression.
"Tsk tsk, daddy is so bold, he even got involved with the god concubine. I can't tell, the god concubine looks like a water lotus, and she is also a junk."
Lan Ming's salivating eyes swept back and forth on those paintings.
Obviously, Ye Lingyue is not the only one who knows the existence of these paintings.
Lan Ming is also one of the insiders.
Speaking of which, Lan Ming is a student of the Vulcan Academy. He has a good cultivation base and has already condensed the eighth-rank god seal.
It's just that he has imitated his romantic father's temper and likes to be promiscuous. Earlier, he accidentally provoked the daughter of a god, and as a result, he made her belly bigger and lost a lot of money.
The woman's father, that is, the deity, also sent a message, asking Lan Ming to pay a large sum of money.
Where did Lan Ming get the money? He had nowhere to go, so he wanted to take advantage of Lan Cang's death to steal a few antique treasures he had collected during his lifetime and sell them secretly. Who knew that by accident, he discovered those few treasures of Lan Chuchu? painting.
For Lan Ming today, these paintings are far more valuable than ordinary treasures.
Lan Ming had already got the news that Lan Yuzhi was a very tricky woman, somehow she hugged the thigh of the Divine Concubine, and the Divine Concubine had gotten very close to her recently.
Seeing that the funeral day was approaching, Lan Ming couldn't sit still.
"With these few paintings, I'm not afraid that the concubine will not support me. Lan Yuzhi, that little bitch, dares to compete with me for the position of head of the family. She is looking for death."
Lan Ming chose one of the paintings, and then hid the rest.
Not long after, another soft knock on the door was heard.
Lan Chuchu walked in, and when she saw Lan Ming, Lan Chuchu had an obvious and impatient expression on her face.
"Lan Ming, why did you ask me to come here?"
Lan Chuchu hated the people of Lan Mansion very much. After receiving the words from Lan Ming's servants, Lan Chuchu's first reaction was to ignore them.
But Lan Ming's servant said that he had something extremely important to say, and after weighing things up, Lan Chuchu still came to the appointment.
"God concubine, you are here. My nephew invited you here today to ask for something. I want to ask the god concubine to say something kindly in front of the god and grandfather, so that my nephew can inherit the position of head of the Lan family."
Lan Ming also beat around the bush, and explained his intentions straight to the point.
"Presumptuous, Lan Ming, what are you, you dare to let me speak well. The matter of Lan Mansion will be decided by itself."
Lan Chuchu said angrily.
Regarding Lan Yuzhi's matter, although Xi Jiuye did not blame Lan Chuchu in the book, on the way back to the mansion, he also reminded Lan Chuchu tactfully that he did not want Lan Chuchu to interfere in the affairs of the head of the Lan Mansion.
If she was interfering, Xi Jiuye would definitely be unhappy.
After Lan Chuchu finished speaking, she turned around and wanted to leave, but Lan Ming stepped forward and stopped Lan Chuchu.
With a smile on his face, he unhurriedly took out a painting, shook it off, and showed it in front of Lan Chuchu.
"The concubine, don't leave, why don't we look at a painting first."
Lan Chuchu still wanted to reprimand her, but when her eyes fell on the painting, her delicate body shook and she almost couldn't stand up.
"You! You are so brave, where did you come from this painting? Give it to me quickly."
Lan Chuchu knew why and asked, the signature on the painting was Lan Cang.
Lan Chuchu wanted to snatch her, but she was a weak woman, so she was no match for Lan Ming.
"My concubine, don't worry, my nephew still has more wonderful paintings than this one. If my concubine likes it, my nephew can find someone to copy a few of them, and I can even give it to my uncle to appreciate."
Lan Ming laughed out loud.
Lan Chuchu's delicate body trembled, as if she was about to faint in the next moment.
She just felt that the whole sky had collapsed.