Baili and Gui didn't know what the little girl was thinking, so they concentrated on dipping the tip of the pen with some ink, and carefully painted the unfinished painting.

With a few brushstrokes, the painting was only outlined, which was not very clear, and it was not very clear, and it was not very famous.

However, with the addition of hundreds of miles and returns on the paper, they are outlined into a prosperous face.

There is only one person on the painting, the man is only eighteen or nineteen years old, staring at the white jade twisted by his fingertips, his eyebrows are lightly folded, as if there is something annoying, people can't help but want to soothe it, and it also invisibly adds sorrow to the painting.

The man's sword eyebrows are in the sideburns, the starry eyes are mixed, the thin lips are slightly pursed, and the jaw is distinct. The black hair was casually scattered, and a few scattered jumps up the eyebrows. A long shirt is worn on the body, elegant and tame, and the breeze is beautiful.

Ah Rong got closer, saw the painting on the paper clearly, a touch of surprise appeared in his eyes, covered his lips lightly, and said in surprise: "Master, is there really such a perfect man in this world?" ”

"There used to be."

Such a heart-warming person that even the gods would be jealous.

If he was still alive, wouldn't she have to worry about all of this? Don't have to worry about others?

Now she can only rely on the little memory she has left, and fabricate what he looks like when he grew up out of thin air.

"Master, is this Gongziqing?"

Ah Rong is a little unsure, is such a son-indignant Gongzi Qing really a pawn at the mercy of others?

Just looking at the nobility revealed between the eyebrows of the people on the painting, she didn't believe it.

Baili and Gui condensed the ink painting that had not dried, and responded lightly, which was counted as a reply.

He was indeed the Qingluo she had never seen.

However, if he reaches this age, his appearance may be as good as it gets, and he should almost show his edge, so shocking, I am afraid that it will provoke those noble girls to deal with each other.

However, in this way, he can be worthy of His Royal Highness.

is worthy of her to love.

"Master, Mr. Gong has sent the Nine Holes Xianglongping here."

Ah Ying pushed the door in, inadvertently caught a glimpse of the painting on the table behind the bead curtain, and was stunned for a moment before saluting.

Gongzi Qingguo is really a person who can't be compared to the head of the goose.

Last year's painting, Ah Rong happened to be assigned an errand and couldn't see it, but she saw it, compared to this one, it was a little less calm, but a little more fireworks in the world.

However, such a young man, except for a hundred miles and returns, no one can be worthy.

"Hmm...... Put it in the front yard. ”

Baili and Gui put aside their pens and looked at Ah Ying, everything is available at this moment, only the east wind is owed.

The east wind - of course we will have to wait a while.

"Tomorrow, when you are in the unitary, summon a few good Gu guests to go to Tianju Tower with the main palace."

She can't wait, she has to do something to be fun.

Otherwise, if she couldn't find a way to relieve her boredom, she would want to meet that person.

Tianjulou gathers high-rollers from all over the world, and she has been away from Yaodu for so long, and she has to take a good look when she comes back.

Although the two of them should be extremely clear about everything, they don't know what medicine is sold in Baili and Gui Hulu at this moment, after all, they have never received any news from Tianjulou.

Ah Rong dared to ask, "Does the master want to take Xin Wu with him?" ”

"What do you call her to do?"

Is Shingo really a god?

She doesn't know how long she'll last, and Shingo needs to develop something that will save her life.

Whether it's poison or medicine, as long as that thing can keep her alive in the world.

Baili and Gui asked rhetorically without thinking, and naturally did not control their emotions well.

The frightened little face turned white, and he hurriedly knelt down and explained: "The slave originally wanted Xin Wu to share the worries of the master, but he didn't think much about it, and the master forgave the sins. ”

The intention is good, but it's just a brainstorm.

"Let's go down."

When the two heard this, they withdrew as if they were about to be amnestied.

……

The paintings on the case of Baili and Gui Jiang were gently rolled up and put into a wooden box on one side, where there were no more and no less, and there were exactly seventeen Danqing.

She let out a sigh as if she had put something heavy and heavy down.