The smile seemed to be a smile rather than a smile, a mockery rather than a sarcasm, quite meaningful.

It's just because he saw the woman's dress in the dark before.

That's his concubine, but her status is not high.

At this time, she was mistaken for a palace maid.

He didn't speak, but glanced at Gong Han beside him and walked in the direction he came.

Seeing this, Gonggong Han hurriedly followed Lu Liang.

"Count you a rabbit cub lucky, and the emperor will let you do what you want to do in a while."

When Lu Liang heard this, he immediately nodded non-stop, "Yes, yes, the slave knows." ”

At this moment, Lu Liang seemed to see a glimmer of life.

The Imperial Study.

Murong Chen sat at the table, dealing with the folds in his hands.

Gonggong Han was waiting on the side.

Below, Lu Liang and a painter lowered their voices and discussed the portraits on the rice paper.

"No, that face is very festive, it makes people look very comfortable and round."

When the artist heard this, he revised it again.

"By the way, this is seven or eight points alike, those eyes are very big, they look like ......"

Lu Liang didn't know what adjectives to use to describe it.

Those eyes were cunning, but they were very clear and had an aura.

Thinking so, he also said it.

That's a big deal for the artist.

The other party pondered and meditated for a long time, and then he put pen to paper.

Looking at the eyes that were somewhat similar, but without charm, Lu Liang felt that this was almost the same.

"The nose is very straight, the mouth is cherry and small, and the eyebrows are very fine, similar to willow eyebrows, but they are not very common......"

The voices of Lu Liang and the painter, although very low, Murong Chen still heard it in his ears.

For the woman, he knew the identity of the other party, but did not see her face.

At this time, when I heard Lu Liang's description, I couldn't help but feel a little anticipation in my heart.

I don't know what that woman with such a big breath and such a fat heart looks like.

Half an hour later, Father-in-law Han served tea.

Murong Chen put away his pen at this time, he took the tea and drank it slowly.

Looking at the painter below and Lu Liang, there was still a discussion.

He got up and left his seat and walked down to take a look.

"The Emperor's ......"

"The Emperor's ......"

When the painter and Lu Liang saw his figure, they immediately knelt down.

Murong Chen ignored the two, he walked to the rice paper and carefully looked at the person in the painting.

Looking at those big round eyes, Murong Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Hehe......"

Looking at those facial features again, Murong Chen couldn't help laughing.

This is a little bun that is alive and well.

looks fat, and he doesn't look like the person who said those domineering words.

even wanted to calculate the queen.

At the same time use his Taishi.

Even the beggars in the capital took advantage of it.

Just for this harem, another noble woman,

He had to say that this woman's tricks were too shady.

If these two letters really end up among the people, it will be a joke.

Royal jokes.

If you want to say it more seriously, it will be known by the powerful family members in the capital.

The woman in the painting wants to calculate, and she will be crusaded by everyone.

Murong Chen looked at the portrait, and then looked at the painter who was kneeling on the ground.

"Is this portrait perfect?"

A deep voice sounded, and there was not much emotion.

But it made the painter's body tremble, "Back to the emperor, it's almost, according to what this little father-in-law said, this is what it looks like." ”

Murong Chen handed the tea behind him, and Gonggong Han immediately stepped forward to take it.

At the same time, he glanced at the portrait.