Chapter 532: Yan Zhi

The scenery on this painting is simple and clear, just a peace lock, painted after thousands of flowers and trees flourish, worry-free thinking, it should be the meaning of locking prosperity. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

In fact, I have seen a lot of paintings by this painter, but I have never seen such a strange style, and I vaguely thought, could it be a fake?

But the painting on it is lush and leafy, which is really a joy to see. The composition is already different, and the brushwork is even more free, although the painting is a bright spring, but it makes people feel that they are painting this puzzle of life.

After a long time, the maid who came in outside said that the wind and rain had been collected, and then, the medicine brought in was put on the table on the side of the table, and the two medicines were mixed and warmed. When I saw the medicine cup, I remembered that I had been thinking about the hint hidden in this painting for so long. She hadn't come up with a single eyebrow yet, but that wasn't what she was really worried about, what she was really worried about was that the painting in her hand, which was bright and bright, and was not from an old hand, was rapidly fading and fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The painting is clearly a fake, and it was not intended to be given as a gift.

It's all about hints. It will never be a verbal reminder.

However, this gesture of painting prompting, which immediately becomes invisible, should be a kind of trickery that has been talked about many times recently. I was still thinking about it before, and the point that people talked about this new type of secret technique was that it was expensive, and even Mingqi had complained about it. But it can be seen that their dissatisfaction with this is because they have not really seen such a secret reminder disguised by the delicacy of the painting.

At the very least, it's lifelike and worthy of its expensiveness.

The last remaining remnants of the painting are those that have just been purple, a shining red, like a sneering lip that is cracking its mouth. In the next blink of an eye, the remaining colors on the picture were on the verge of dissipation. The dazzling prosperity disappeared all at once, as if no external force could stop it. After making sure that all colors were irretrievable, no worries re-rolled up the scroll.

Carefree thought that he might have approached the secret that seemed to be revealed to her at some point.

For example, is it to use the prosperity on the picture, like a passing cloud, to remind her that time is pressing.

She took the medicine cup handed by her servant, swallowed the bitter liquid, and let the bitter heat flow over the strangeness in her heart.

Carefree sighed.

Hearing her sigh, the maid paused to collect the medicine cup in her hand and asked her if she was still uncomfortable.

Carefree shook her head, compared to the strange net in front of her that might wipe everything away, the constant pain from the wound made her feel that it was what made her feel down-to-earth.

And as if she really wanted to give her a hint, was it the national player itself or the painting?

"Do you believe you can live in my hands?" Naruto's gaze was as hard as a bean, grinding like a calm gaze.

As if lifting the corner of his skirt, he nodded, "I think I've survived." ”

Mingqin nodded more affirmatively than she expected, "So, didn't you buy that painting that could disappear with your own money, and now you are running to discuss with the weak woman like this, how to destroy me!"

It was as if the reaction to his misunderstanding was flat, but in her mind, she did recall her own state of mind when she handed the painting to Sanssoucian. If she told Carefree that the painting was also from Carefree's eldest brother, how would Carefree react? Would she have gotten a glimmer of clarity in the already chaotic situation? No, it wouldn't be like that, and when the man in her heart, who had always made her delusional, told her to hand the painting into her hands, she was sure she was taken aback. "Why, the princess has nothing to say at this time because of my cleverness, and she can't extricate herself from happiness?" Mingqin's voice was cold and sarcastic, and it also woke up the memories that were like this.

She nodded to Mingqin, "It's true, every time the son of the world brings a trauma to a person, it will make people never really recover from that kind of fright." In fact, what she wanted to say was that "he is like standing in front of her all the time." However, it seemed that there would be unnecessary misunderstandings, so she still said the words that most stimulated Mingqin according to her habit. Even if it sometimes feels like an incentive.

"But if you buy that kind of scroll, and use your own dowry, I'm afraid it will be difficult to hide it from my second brother. This kind of secret technique of painting scrolls and passing books, but there are very few people who can really buy it. In summary, many valuable discoveries have been made to be guessed. If you don't have any hook-up with the person who is doing the painting itself, it should be someone else who sent the scroll. ”

It was as if he lowered his head and glanced at it, which was lifted by the wind, and slowly fell back to the corner of the skirt in its original position, "Wasn't it sent by the prince himself?"

"When you tell a lie, you have the same beautiful and fearless eyes!"

"Is it as beautiful as the son of the world grows up?"

It was as if he suddenly looked at Mingqin seriously, and even his eyes were bright and flickering, as if it was not the weather was dark, it was almost dusk, but when the sun was shining, "But, the two are different, the growth of the prince will make many people happy, more than having a pair of beautiful eyes." ”

Naruto looked at it in disbelief, as if she was suddenly happy. However, he didn't say anything, meaning to wait as if he had solved the mystery himself. In his heart, he always thought that this woman was very interesting. This is especially true when you are bold.

It was like smiling, unhurried, "It seems that everything has been said by the prince! But the prince also knows that those dowries cannot be touched no matter what. Therefore, I gave that person, a priceless promise, and let the prince help take care of it!"

After listening to her strange statements, Mingqin choked on saliva a little inexplicably, "You are showing off your admission." Or do you want me to repay you and admit it?"

"Maybe it's a bit of both. Well, by the way, the weirdo said that he especially liked a night pearl in the hands of the prince, that is, the world is legendary, and he can see the bead of the illusion of two lives in it. So, I agreed that if he helped me paint the picture after the deed was done, I would give him the bead of the prince in exchange. It was like being calm and quiet, word by word, and these words were said with a nose and an eye. But Mingqin couldn't help but sneer, "Is this a threat from the eldest sister-in-law's mother?"

"It's also not like the bedside story that the eldest sister-in-law will tell her brother-in-law. As if saying this, a pair of eyes seemed to be involuntarily attracted by something behind Naruto. The gaze that flowed in it shone with naked appreciation.