When I am connected with the prince of the same life

Chapter 44 What You Draw Is Good
Maybe it was in her natal family, Cheng Muqing completely liberated her nature.She ran extremely fast, ignoring the gaze cast by the servant girl, and ran straight to the study.

Fortunately, the study is not far away, and the time will arrive in less than half a stick of incense.

In order not to startle the snake, as soon as Cheng Muqing entered the courtyard, he signaled the maids and servants in the courtyard not to make a sound.

She ran to the front of the room cautiously, pushed open the carved wooden door, and rushed into the back room.

"Cheng Muhan!"

Cheng Muhan, who was lying on the table, was taken aback by the sudden roll call. He turned around and patted his chest, "Sister, what are you doing? You scared me to death!"

"Should I ask you this?" Cheng Muqing raised his eyebrows and walked to his side, "Why did you bring the prince here? You don't want the prince to help you copy the books, do you?"

"I've already finished copying the book!" Cheng Muhan hummed, pointing to the chopping board, "Sister, look, the prince drew it."

The prince painted it?Cheng Muqing hesitated for a moment, then walked to the desk.

As soon as her eyes fell on the rice paper, she was deeply attracted.

There is a drawing of a woman on the paper. The woman is standing in the long palace road. There are bright and lively palaces standing not far away, but the woman in the painting seems to be floating, exuding a small and lonely atmosphere.

This painting inexplicably reminded Cheng Muqing of Qiguo Palace.Emperor Qi was lustful, and the beauties changed every month.Therefore, in the harem, there are many poor concubines who are tired of being played with.

They are clearly in the flower season, but they can only be trapped in the deep harem...

"Sister, isn't it a good painting?" Cheng Muhan asked with a smile, "Look at that girl, she has a beautiful head and eyebrows, she is slim."

"The painting is very good." Cheng Muqing looked up at the prince, "I didn't expect the prince to be able to paint."

"Not good...the painting is not good..." Lin Heng waved his hands again and again, "You don't need to comfort me..."

"What should I comfort you for?" Cheng Muqing looked at him with a smile, "I'm sincere."

Lin Heng was taken aback.

"My lord, let's draw another... landscape."

"Shanshui?" Lin Heng was dumbfounded, "Shanshui..."

"My lord, have you never seen the green mountains and flowing waters, and the little bridge family?" Cheng Muhan asked with his head tilted.

Lin Heng remained silent.

"Didn't we also go up the mountain that day?" Cheng Muqing pushed Cheng Muhan away without anyone noticing, and stood beside Lin Heng, "It's just that it's winter, otherwise the prince would definitely be able to see greenery everywhere mountains."

Lin Heng froze for a moment, seemed to think of something, nodded, and said softly, "Okay."

As he said that, he had already spread out the paper and was about to write.

Cheng Muqing and his brother didn't dare to disturb, they stood quietly by the side.

I don't know how long it took before I stopped writing.

Cheng Muhan couldn't bear it anymore and tilted his head away.When she saw the painting, she couldn't help exclaiming, "Wow! This is too similar!"

"Let me see, let me see." Cheng Muqing hurried over.

On the snow-white rice paper, black ink outlines one after another delicate lines.These lines either spread out or converge to form a painting.

The woman in the painting has a pair of watery apricot eyes and slender willow-leaf eyebrows.Oval face, hibiscus face, tall, beautiful and heroic.

Behind her are snow-covered mountains and dry trees.Holding the hand warmer, she smiled and looked at herself outside the painting.

He not only painted the green mountains, but also... himself?
It was the scene of her going up the mountain that day.

Holding the stove, she stood at the foot of the mountain.

"This...is very good!" Cheng Muqing put his arms around his shoulders and praised, "My lord, your painting is quite good! The painters in the palace may not be as good as yours!"

"Don't..."

"I didn't comfort you." Cheng Muqing said quickly, "My lord, you have to be more confident. Your paintings are good, you have to recognize yourself."

Hearing this, Lin Heng lowered his head, his earlobe was red and bleeding.

"How about it, my lord. I'll take you out for a walk." Cheng Muqing blew on the rice paper and rolled it up, "If you think what I said is false, then let others evaluate it!"

Cheng Muqing secretly decided in his heart to make Lin Heng more confident.

Today is the Lantern Festival, there are lantern festivals on the street, and there are many people.

During the Lantern Festival, the streets are very lively.

All kinds of people walk in the streets and alleys, and the stalls on both sides buy all kinds of food.Today is the holiday, and the curfew is delayed, so the streets are noisy and empty.

Small vendors also took this opportunity to set up small stalls for profit.

In order to prevent Lin Heng from getting lost again, Cheng Muqing took a pair of red ropes of appropriate length and tied them around their wrists respectively.The crowd was turbulent, and the two were close to each other, like Siamese twins.

Cheng Muqing pulled Lin Heng's sleeves and shuttled through the market. She looked east and west, and finally her eyes fell on a mask stand.

There are all kinds of masks on the mask stand, the colors are bright, and the masks are also various.

"Boss, here are two masks." Cheng Muqing paid the money and took the two masks from the boss.What she put on for herself was a black and white, somewhat seductive, somewhat weird mask.After wearing it, she turned her gaze to Lin Heng again, "Shall I wear it for you?"

The boy's cheeks were hot, and he nodded slightly.

Cheng Muqing put the mask lightly on his face, wrapped his hands behind his head, stood on tiptoe, and tied the string for him.

So close... Lin Heng looked down at the girl's slender neck, and looked away nervously.

"All right!"

The girl's crisp voice brought him back to reality, Lin Heng grabbed the corner of her clothes and whispered, "There are so many people, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Cheng Muqing clenched his palm with his backhand, "Let's go."

She held her head high and walked forward with steady steps.

"I remember that there is Huiwanzhai not far ahead." Cheng Muqing said as he walked, "There are a lot of calligraphy and painting toys there, which can be bought or sold. Let's go and see how much your painting is worth~"

"Not for sale..." Upon hearing that it could be bought or sold, Lin Heng said almost subconsciously, "I won't sell it."

That painting is Cheng Muqing, and he doesn't sell it.

"If you don't sell it, don't sell it. I won't force you to buy your stuff." Cheng Muqing laughed, "I just want you to recognize your own strengths."

Just as they were talking, the two had already walked to Ewanzhai.

Cheng Muqing took out the long tube hanging from his waist, and strode in.

"That..." Lin Heng was a little uncomfortable, and followed her carefully, "There are... a lot of people here."

Cheng Muqing nodded, tapped his shoulder with the long barrel, "Follow me if you're afraid."

Emanzhai is a small two-story building with a rather retro architecture, all made of wood.

The small building is very large. As soon as you enter the door, there is a row of wooden screens carved with flowers and magpies.There are lush green plants and blooming roses on both sides of the gate.There are various paintings and copybooks of famous people around the room.

As soon as you enter the door, you can feel a strong academic atmosphere.

This place is a place where officials and lords often come. When you become an official, you will pay attention to face.There are many famous ancient and modern paintings in Huiwanzhai. These officials and masters will come here to buy them to decorate their government offices or to preserve their value.

Most of the people here have vicious eyes.

Whether a painting is good or not, they can tell at a glance.

　Cheng Muqing bowed to his younger brother: Rang Rang, it's time for me to perform

　　Cheng Muhan: ...

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