"My mother's divination contained a portrait. The maid who accompanied me at that time was a master at drawing. She drew the portrait. I've seen it before."
Feng Wu asked, "Where's the painting?"
Bu Jingyu said, "I remember I brought it with me. According to the maid, if my life really is in danger in the future, I can use it to ask for Martial Grandfather's help. My brother, the crown prince, might actually spare my life."
Feng Wu said, "Let me see the painting."
Bu Jingyu refused. "That won't do. That's…"
Feng Wu said, "Then you can memorize your own text tomorrow."
She headed for the door.
Bu Jingyu immediately stopped her. "Hey, don't do that! Why are you so grumpy? Why are you always angry? I'll show you, alright?"
Bu Jingyu rolled his eyes at Feng Wu and nagged, "It's just a painting. Look at how curious you are. You won't be able to tell anything even if you look at it."
Feng Wu asked, "Why?"
