Fu Shiqing, under the guidance of the maid in the house, walked through the corridor, crossed the courtyard gate, and came to the back garden.

He looked curiously at the princess's mansion, which is called hell on earth, and when he looked at it carefully, it was no different from the usual housing of the emperor's relatives, and there was nothing terrible, could it be because of Mu Chujian, the princess of Mu Kingdom? That princess who has been amorous for a night and has countless men?

Countless royal men in one night?

How is this possible?

The power of the rumors is really embarrassing!

He doesn't believe in rumors, he only believes in what he has seen with his own eyes, and for the people he is about to meet, he is afraid of the people he is mixed with a little curiosity, what kind of woman is it?

"Hey! The princess is here, you must remember what I just told you, don't disobey the princess! The little maid who led the way next to her pounded Fu Shiqing, who was pounding the wood, and snuggled her mouth in the direction of the comer, this pounding, Fu Shiqing came back to her senses slightly, and she didn't listen to the words of the little maid just now, and she couldn't help but feel a little anxious in her heart.

"You are the number one painter in the imperial capital - Fu Shiqing!" The person said quietly, his voice was not hurried or slow, comfortable and leisurely, but the timbre was mixed with a bit of coldness, as thin and cool as snowflakes.

Fu Shiqing didn't dare to raise his head, knelt down in fear, his knees trembling a little, "Xiaomin...... Xiaomin is Fu Shiqing. It was obviously the voice of a young girl, but it scared him.

"Get up and speak, don't be inhibited." The girl's gentle smile slipped into his ears like a spring breeze, and his heart was suddenly relaxed.

Fu Shiqing stood up, only then did she raise her eyes slightly to look at the woman in front of her, it was a delicate face, the size of a palm, as moist and full as a peach, the silver mask covered half of her cheeks, her watery eyes were as dazzling as green glass amber, and half of her face was so charming! And what about the whole picture?

It must be a country and a city!

Fu Shiqing sighed in her heart, there seemed to be a pimple between her eyebrows, how could such a dusty and beautiful woman be in tune with the words lewdness and loveliness?

"Painter Fu, this palace is looking for you, I want you to paint a few portraits of the faces of this palace, after the matter is completed, this palace will have a heavy reward!" Mu Chujin said gently, sitting elegantly on the carved wooden chair, looking at the faces lined up in the garden with a comfortable face, and smiled slightly.

Sitting on the beautiful men in the world, Princess Mu is really a blessing!

Now that they are all my Mu Chujin's, you can do whatever you want with them!

Aha-

One word!

Refreshing!