"The third concubine doesn't know that these princes in the royal family are all beautiful men who are famous all over the world. From the famous ladies to the common people in the countryside, who doesn't admire them? Let alone these, even if they are bankrupt , if I can see the elegant demeanor of the princes, I would also wish for it."
Lin Qingqing talked a lot, and when she heard that Qian Duoduo had agreed to her request, she felt relieved, and began to talk about the girls of Shengchen Kingdom, and their endless admiration for the princes.
Qian Duoduo thought to herself, why didn't she think of using her special resources to develop the market
It is a waste to use ready-made models.
Qian Duoduo rolled her eyes twice, and said with a smile: "Miss Lin, you go back first, after I make an appointment with Xiaosi, I will send someone to notify you."
"Hey! I'm sorry for your trouble, Third Prince!" Lin Qingqing thanked her with a happy smile, and then floated out of the gate of the Three Princes' Mansion like a butterfly.
... ... Duoer dividing line ... ...
After sending Lin Qingqing away, Qian Duoduo buried herself in her Ninghui garden and began to work hard.
While Xiao Ruo was cutting paper and grinding ink, Qian Duoduo lowered his head, biting the nib of his pen, tirelessly fighting against a pile of white paper.
"Miss, are you going to worship the Bodhisattva in the temple?" Xiao Ruo raised her head curiously, and glanced at the work of the lady.
Qian Duoduo was puzzled: "What Bodhisattva do I worship?"
Xiao Ruo looked at the characters on the paper, and said: "You don't worship Bodhisattvas, why are you drawing these little ghosts in the Hall of Hell? They are vicious and frightening to death. Also, the one in white clothes is obviously me. The Emperor Ziwei I saw in the Taoist temple."
The few paintings that the lady drew are really strange.
The man in black, with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and fangs bared, has thick and thick eyebrows, almost taking up half of his face, and the clothes he wears, the faintly visible lines, why are they so similar to a few turtles? Climbing.
But making a painting is too beautiful to describe.
The pure white gown, with floating blue hair, is as beautiful as a peach blossom, and her eyes are like stars, no matter how you look at it, it is pleasing to the eye.
Qian Duoduo was embarrassed: "Xiao Ruo, do you have a problem with your eyesight? This is no brat, it's obviously Long Yutian!"
Xiao Ruo became even more embarrassing: "Ah, the third prince? According to what you said, is this pair the King Chen?"
"Girl is so smart!" Qian Duoduo blew a kiss.
Finally, Xiao Ruo was irritated, and said grievously: "Miss, you are too biased, you painted the king of Chen so handsome, why did you paint the third prince so...so nasty/disgusting... If you are seen by the third prince, be careful, you will be beaten again."
Xiao Ruo finally found a word to describe the characters in Qian Duoduo's works, it's dirty!
Qian Duoduo deeply felt the same way: "Xiao Ruo, you can see that Long Yutian is dirty/wasteful, hey, this proves that my painting style has reached the point of perfection, it is simply indescribable and can only be understood , showing the wretchedness of Long Yutian's bones, tsk tsk... I'm such a genius!"
Xiao Ruo burst into tears: "The eyebrows don't have to be so thick, you are not afraid of wasting ink."
"It's called Crayon Shin-chan's eyebrows, which best embody Long Yutian's talent/horse, swinging his elephant around..." Qian Duoduo retorted.
"Then why did the lady paint turtles all over the third prince's body?"
Qian Duoduo replied without thinking: "Don't you know that the thousand-year-old king is the eighty-thousand-year tortoise? I wish him a long life!"