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"Your Highness is so talented, why didn't you continue to paint?" Joan asked. Leng Chen smiled lightly: "As a prince, I naturally have to bear more than others, I can't be happy and angry, and I don't play with things...... That's what my father taught me......"

When Ruo'an heard this, he didn't ask anymore, since it was the emperor's will, he couldn't refute it, but he felt that a talented person like Leng Chen gave up his hobby like this, which was really a pity, but after all, he was the prince of a country, and when he thought about it from his identity, he also felt that it was reasonable for the emperor to ask for such a request.

"I have a reluctant request...... I don't know if you're willing to help......" Leng Chen said lightly, turning his head to look at Ruo'an. Ruoan blinked and said, "What do you need help with?" If you can use it where you can use Joan, you should do your best......"

Leng Chen smiled shallowly: "Help me paint a picture......

"Drawing?" Ruoan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "This is easy, what His Highness wants to paint, tell Ruoan that it is ......"

Leng Chen raised his head and looked at the white wall opposite, and said slowly: "Actually, I have always wanted to find someone to draw such a picture for me...... It's a pity that no one can meet my requirements, not even Lord Luo from the Xuanhe Painting Academy...... Until I met you...... That's why I've worked so hard to get you out of prison......"

Ruo'an listened, a trace of sadness flashed in his heart, it turned out that he was able to live until now, all because he still had use value, so Leng Chen's previous kindness to himself was also to use himself to paint for him? A sense of loss, frustration, and anger weighed down Joan's breath...... Leng Chen's kindness to her once made her have illusions, mistakenly thinking that she was different from others in his heart, but now it seems that all he needs is a painting......

Ruo'an laughed bitterly at his wishful thinking, who can blame him for overestimating his status? I can only blame myself for my wishful thinking...... Ruo'an couldn't help but wonder when she thought of this, what is so important that His Highness wants to paint? Even Lord Luo's skills can't meet his requirements, what does he want to paint?

Leng Chen continued, not noticing Ruo'an's change: "I prefer your skills, clean...... Pure, the people in the painting seem to have a spiritual ......"

"Your Highness has won the award, who do you want to paint, bring it to Ruo'an to see it......" Ruo'an said coldly, without a trace of emotion.

Leng Chen heard Ruo'an ask, and smiled softly: "She is no longer alive......"

Ruo An thought about it, and suddenly figured out, who else can the deceased person make His Royal Highness so unforgettable, except for Queen An? Leng Chen worked so hard to get a portrait of his mother?! Ruo'an can't understand the man in front of him, if it is not false to say that he is thoughtful and sophisticated, you can see a glimpse of it in dealing with Ruo'an's identity. But it's just to get a portrait, isn't this a bit child's play? Those who become big things are informal, but Leng Chen's childish approach really makes Ruoan incomprehensible......

And Ruo'an lived in an ancient era, there were no cameras and other photographic things, how to determine the appearance of a person who has passed away? This is not the same as dictation, dictation can only be drawn by having an impression in the mind, how can such a person write out of thin air?

"Your Highness...... Have any painters ever painted a portrait of Empress Ann before? Slaves and maids should learn from it......" Ruoan asked with her head down, only then did she realize what a hot potato she had received. It's no wonder that Lord Luo's skills are so superb, and he can't get into the eyes of His Royal Highness, even if he has seen it before, it has been so many years, and it is really difficult to draw it with his imagination.

"There were...... It's just that later...... It's all ruined......"

"Ruined?" Joan was puzzled. Leng Chen retracted his gaze and pointed to the white wall he was staring at and said: "Originally, there was a portrait of the queen mother hanging in that position, but unfortunately not long after the queen mother passed away, the current queen mother found a reason to destroy all of them...... Neither is there in my palace......"

"Uh......" Ruo'an is silent, what kind of deep hatred does this queen mother have with Queen An, and she is not even allowed to leave a nostalgic portrait, and she is willing to give up only if she is completely destroyed? She couldn't help but glance at Leng Chen, his face was very calm, and she couldn't see the waves in her heart...... Ruo'an couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy in his heart, how did he grow so big under the hands of the queen mother? The queen mother, who can't even accommodate a portrait, how should she suppress and reject Leng Chen? Ruo'an didn't dare to imagine what kind of ordeal he had to go through to reach the point where Leng Chen was now so honorable and humiliated......

Seeing Ruo'an's face embarrassed and bowing his head silently, Leng Chen opened his mouth and asked, "Why don't you speak?" ”

Ruo An smiled reluctantly: "Since this is the case, then I have to bother His Highness to tell me about Empress An's facial features...... I can only do my best, and I can't guarantee that the painting will be very similar, where will I not make any further modifications......" Ruo'an said slowly, she can only do this step, although she is a painter, but the reason why it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, she also understands.

Leng Chen's following words really surprised Ruo'an......

"I can't remember what she looks like......" After Leng Chen said this, Ruo'an's jaw almost fell to the ground! It's okay to draw out of thin air, it's good, I don't even remember what it looks like! How do you write this......

"How could His Highness not remember the appearance of Empress An? She ......, "She is your biological mother, Ruo'an didn't say this sentence in her throat, she looked at Leng Chen, a little anxious, she didn't even have the most basic materials, she really didn't know where to start......

"It's been so long that I can't remember what she looks like, but I remember that she looks good when she smiles, and likes to enjoy peach blossoms, especially green flowers, which bloom very brightly. Whenever the peach is in full bloom, she sends someone to take the branches and insert them in the bottle to raise, and the peach blossoms in the room are blooming, like the spring light in the room, which is very beautiful...... She left suddenly, when I was just a young man, and I missed my mother day and night, but as time went by, I gradually forgot about it...... I can't remember my face, but I ...... feeling all the time."

"The figure you sketched casually last time was Empress An's?" Ruo'an was curious when she saw him sketch like that, and kept it in mind, but she didn't have time to ask in detail. Since Empress An was mentioned this time, I also remembered to ask it.

"Exactly, I didn't expect your mind to be so meticulous......"

"Your Highness has a good reputation...... Ruo'an replied slowly.