The masked woman put down her paintbrush and looked sideways at Jiang Ming, a bright color flashed in her confused eyes, and she whispered, "Sect Leader Jiang?"

Before Jiang Ming could reply, the woman frowned and said, "Looking at the face of the sect leader, I realized that the portrait I painted some time ago is really terrible, why don't I paint the sect leader again?"

Miss Leng was able to recognize him, Jiang Ming was not surprised.

"It's okay, it's just that it's too noisy here, so it's better to move to the lower house. ”

"Good. ”

Miss Leng casually crumpled the rice paper into a ball and followed Jiang Ming to Jiang's house.

The onlookers at the wine shop were in a mess, and they went to grab the rice paper that was rolled into a ball.

That picture of the Spring Palace is a rare treasure that can be passed down from generation to generation as an ancestral treasure.

"I don't think Miss Leng is not cultivating, and she is not afraid of danger when walking the rivers and lakes?" The three of them walked on the street, Jiang Ming and Miss Leng walked side by side, and Wang Biao followed. Jiang Ming asked disappreciatively.

"There are dangers everywhere in this world, if you are afraid, it is better to hide at home and be a female celebrity. Besides, only a painter who has experienced mountains and rivers can really become an excellent painter. Miss Leng looked ahead and replied lightly.

In a hurry, Jiang Ming glanced at Miss Leng's eyes, and felt an inexplicable familiarity, as if he was familiar.

But he was sure that this unique sound, he had never heard.

Pressing his doubts to the bottom of his heart, he pulled over the topic and chatted with Miss Leng along the way.

When they arrived at Jiang's house, the servants welcomed a few people in.

Sitting down in the hall, Jiang Ming drank tea and did not speak.

Miss Leng looked around, and there was no sign of saying that she was going to write.

"Let's get started, Miss Cold. Jiang Ming blew away the tender green floating on the water in the cup and laughed softly.

A servant had already presented the prepared pen and ink and placed it in front of the masked cold girl.

Miss Leng nodded, picked up the paintbrush, and waved the pen on the spread out rice paper.

In less than a moment, she stood up, a sly look flashed in her eyes, and said, "Sect Leader Jiang, it's already been drawn." ”

"Oh, so fast?" Jiang Ming was surprised, in the 21st century, the street performers who sketch on the street are not as fast as her, can it be said that she is a printing press?

He took a few steps forward, his gaze falling on the rice paper, and then his face twitched slightly.

On the rice paper, Hao Ran lay an ink-colored king eight with eight forks on his back.

Wang Ba held his head high, his eyes were full of pride, and there were two big characters 'Jiang Ming' written on its turtle shell.

"What do you mean by this cold girl?" Jiang Ming couldn't laugh or cry, from the time they met until now, this masked painter has behaved very coldly, not at all like a person who would make such a prank.

"Do you think it looks like you, Sect Leader Jiang?"

The cold girl giggled.

Through the black veil, you can see her red mouth and a little little tiger teeth.

"I think it's going to be more like you. Jiang Mingwu laughed to himself, and suddenly raised his hand to remove her veil.

The black veil slipped off, and the smile on her lips had not yet subsided.

The playful little tiger teeth are exposed, making her look extra cute.

"Princess?"

Jiang Ming said in a lost voice.

This 'cold girl', a painter with excellent skills and a painter who is good at drawing pictures of the Spring Palace, turned out to be Zhou Han's youngest daughter, Princess Lingyun.

Princess Lingyun wrinkled her nose, obviously dissatisfied with Jiang Ming's rude behavior, and said coquettishly: "I won't play with you anymore, I must let my father kill your head when I go back." ”

The princess laughed. With the princess's peerless face, even if her cheeks are covered, her brilliance is still shining. In the street liquor store, the princess has already been recognized. It's not rude now. After the initial surprise, Jiang Ming calmed down and said calmly.

Princess Lingyun's face instantly turned cold, and she scolded: "Bold, dare to be disrespectful to this princess?

"The lord wanted to catch it a long time ago, and he didn't have to paint for me and wait in the city of Qian. Jiang Ming stepped forward disapprerovingly, hugged her in his arms, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Biao and Wang Zhengfeng were already so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat.

Princess Lingyun is Zhou Han's most nervous youngest daughter, and the sect leader's actions are enough to make her die a hundred times.

The imaginary outrage did not happen.

Princess Lingyun was held in Jiang Ming's arms, and she took the initiative to lean on his chest and sprinkle it, and said angrily: "I just like your domineering appearance." ”

"Huh. ”

Jiang Ming quietly pinched her plump buttocks, smiled and didn't speak.

Like this kind of royal noblewoman, the more she doesn't care about her, the more fierce she is, the more she can capture her heart.

Think about it, the palace is like a golden cage, and the royal children who live in it are all canaries locked in it.

They are pampered and spoiled from an early age.

When you meet that kind of strong person, you will have a kind of curiosity mentality.

"Princess, why did you sneak out?" Jiang Ming pushed her away and asked with an expressionless face.

Princess Lingyun glanced at him, and secretly said that this person was not interested, and she didn't know how happy she was when someone else could hug her in her arms, but Jiang Ming was able to push her away ruthlessly.

It is enough to prove that this man is not ordinary.

She loved it.

"Naturally, it's looking for you. ”

"Go back, it's too dangerous outside, if something goes wrong with you, the whole city of piety will not escape the accountability of your father. ”

"What are you afraid of, aren't you going to protect me?" Princess Lingyun snorted, turned around and sat down, picked up a paintbrush, and scribbled on the rice paper with great interest.

Jiang Ming frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he smiled: "Then you can stay here for a few days." ”

Princess Lingyun is a nuisance, but fortunately, her special status may be able to come in handy.

Now in Qiancheng, the wind and clouds will meet, and the masters of the major factions will be exhausted, and only Pei Dahai's 30,000 elite soldiers will not be able to play a role in deterring the heroes at all.

"Great, I knew you were the best. Princess Lingyun pursed her lips happily and grimaced at him.

"It's okay to stay here, it's just ........" Jiang Ming sighed and stopped talking.

"Just what?" Lingyun didn't look up, still fiddling with her painting.

"You also know that now the court and the various factions in the rivers and lakes are in the same boat, if they know that you are here, they will definitely arrest you and threaten your father. There are only 30,000 elite soldiers here in Qiancheng, and with me, it will be difficult to protect you. ”

"It's okay, I'll ask Pei Dahai to write a letter to Yuzhang County later, and ask them to send some elite soldiers and horses to Qiancheng for reinforcements. I don't believe that in the dynasty of the Great Zhou, there are still people who dare to be unfavorable to this princess. “

That's what you're waiting for.

Jiang Ming's heart blossomed, but on the surface, it turned into a helpless sigh.

"It's good if you're happy. ”

The hall is a harmonious and warm scene.

Wang Biao also breathed a sigh of relief, seeing this, his whole body should be sent down, dangling his empty right arm, and asked with a smile: "Princess, your picture of the Spring Palace is really good, you must have a lot of experience in this area." ”

The air instantly cooled.

Wang Zhengfeng wiped a cold sweat and looked at Wang Biao vigorously.

Wang Biao was unconscious, and continued: "How many men do you have to draw a hundred spring palace pictures with different expressions and postures, princess, you are really a god." ”

He thought that this compliment would definitely make Princess Lingyun very useful.

These two sentences had already come up with a racking of his brains, after all, he couldn't lose the face of the sect leader.

It's better to leave the matter to him.

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