"Ladies and gentlemen, the curator has asked me to inform you. The dinner is ready, and when you arrive, you can start eating. A maid reached the mechanical ladder to the third floor, while Kver was leading them to open the last two rooms.

"It seems that the remaining two rooms will have to wait for a few individuals to come here after a meal. Kewell smiled at a few of them and began to make his way to the mechanical ladder box.

"Wait. Xue Ren shouted from behind, "I'm not in a hurry to eat, and I don't think Director Yan will care about waiting a little longer." ”

Xue Ren came to the door of one of the rooms and pressed his hand to the doorknob: "If this has been hung with appetite, then even if the dinner prepared by Curator Yan is rich, I'm afraid we will feel that there is nothing to ask." ”

Kwill had an answer, and he just stopped. The maid on the side didn't take any action, and her task was to convey the curator's words and invite a few people.

Xue Ren pushed open the door, but it was empty, there was no one like no decorations, only a slanted window overhead, and a faint amount of moonlight shining through it.

"Here?" Xue Ren turned his head to look at Ke Wei, "Is it gone?"

With a gentle smile, Kwell walked over and glanced around the room, "This room does not yet belong to its owner, and it is the only room that has no contents. ”

"And what about the one that passed by?"

The smile on Kerwell's face was a little mysterious, "When you open it, it's natural to play together." ”

Xue Ren didn't believe that the waiter in front of him had the courage to murder him, so he walked directly to the other end.

After looking around the room, Bourro looked up at the waning moon outside the window, and if the lights in the room were turned off, the moonlight would hit the center of the room, which was where the portrait should be placed.

Xue Ren opened the door in front of him, and was stunned for a moment by the scene in front of him.

"This is ......," he said, turning his head to look at the flowing years.

"How could it be me?!" Liu Nian was extremely surprised, but she didn't expect that there was a portrait of her here, but she had never let anyone do it, and no one had ever found her. But why is it here......

"It's normal for Miss Liunian to be surprised, this statue was specially made for you by the curator, but unfortunately even I have never met this genius artist. Those portraits are all from him. ”

"But when did this happen?" Liu Nian looked at the portrait in front of him as if he was looking in the mirror, but he didn't move in the mirror.

This Liunian has always maintained the same movement, and Liunian probably understands something from the clothes she is wearing.

"This is the Mountain and River Festival, a dance I performed at the dance hall a year ago. ”

Xue Ren also had an impression of everything that happened at that time, and it was at that time that he began to be madly obsessed with the upper years.

A mountain and river sacrifice touched his cold and majestic heart as a prince. Just a dance made him walk directly into the ice field, allowing him to see how many people had suffered from the wind and frost and how many people had been destroyed by the winter ghosts in the cold and dangerous land outside the capital.

The hundred-year-old river condensed into ice under the invasion of the white storm, and the thousand-year-old forest still looked weak in the face of this cold wind. It is said that the city is united, but this city still can't withstand the cold

While the aristocrats were watching the songs, dancing, and drinking wine, the ordinary people outside the city were still suffering from the frost and snow.

A year ago, he saw the tears in the corners of the girl's eyes, and saw her wish to dance to clear her heart and dedicate her body to the gods just to dispel the cold winter.

"I promised a year ago that I would help you fulfill this wish even if my future was ruined. Now, a year later, my heart is still the same. Xue Ren looked at Liu Nian solemnly, his eyes made Liu Nian feel a trace of warmth, but in her eyes, Xue Ren was the prince of Xinghua, and he was also a nobleman.

Everyone in the room was silent, except for Boro, who had a puzzled expression. He wasn't interested in the statues, he just came over for a meal.

But from the portraits just now, especially after the Jue Jue dance at the beginning, I can always feel from her body that this person is still alive, not like Qingxi's mother, although the portrait looks extremely realistic. But I always feel different from Juejue, and I don't know what the difference is.

After a long time, Kwell coughed lightly. The three people who were immersed in their own minds woke up.

"Now, you've seen all the portraits. You can enjoy the food prepared by the curator. ”

Liu Nian subconsciously stayed away from Xue Ren, but this was just a formal distance.

Xue Ren didn't care about this, even if the last person he chose in the year was not himself, he would keep his promise a year ago.

"Let's go, go to dinner and I'm starving to death. Boro was the first to step into the mechanical ladder box, and the maid smiled and saluted him.

Yan Shuo stood in the hall, tilting his head and quietly admiring the oil painting in front of him.

Indeed, as Xue Ren said, waiting for a moment is always a trivial matter for artists of this special kind of speech, and they can always find something to kill this part of their time.

"Curator Yan~" Kewell stopped outside the hall door and guided the three of them inside.

"Well? Those portraits can be seen in the past. As he spoke, he noticed the expression of the passing years

"Amazing!" Xue Ren praised with a smile: "I can't find any other words to describe it, those portraits can no longer be measured by likeness." It's like they're alive, no, they're alive!"

"To get this evaluation from Master Xue Ren, I think he will be happy when he hears it when he comes to Cthulhu. He warmly invited the three of them to sit down, and began to instruct the waiters and maids to start serving.

"Curator Yan, who is this Cthulhu?" Xue Ren asked, "I know almost all the craftsmen in the Imperial City, but I have never heard of his name. The word craftsman doesn't seem to suit him well, I should say that he is an artist."

Yan Yan shook his head happily, "You haven't seen him, that's normal, he wasn't originally from our imperial city, and I met him by accident more than ten years ago." ”

The maids began to place plate after plate of delicacies on the table, and someone handed out tools for them.

"I remember that it was one night, and I don't know how he broke through the cordon in my manor and appeared directly in front of me, and explained to me that he had a piece of the best in the world in his hand and asked me if I would like to pay for it...... "Hundred Plating" Find the Flower Spirit Claw Book House The latest chapter is free to read for the first time.