The princess is still vulgar, the lord please pick me up

Chapter 243 Entering the palace to paint a portrait for the emperor (4)
The little emperor ran over obediently.

"Little Aunt Huang, what kind of pose should I pose?"

"No, just do what you like, as long as it's comfortable, because it takes a while to paint a portrait, and I'm afraid you won't be able to stay for a while."

"No, I can wait for you to finish drawing before I move!" The little emperor promised earnestly.

"Okay, I believe you, then we are ready!"

"Okay!" The little emperor was very excited, he really wanted to see what his portrait would be like after the little emperor's aunt finished painting later.

Lian Xin set up the homemade easel, took out the prepared tools from the bag, and was short of a stool, looked left and right, pointed to a chair not far away, and said to Feng Chenrui: "Your Highness, please help me move that Come here with a chair." His tone seemed a little abnormal if he didn't pay attention for a while, His Highness is not those people she knew in her previous life!She dared to ask His Royal Highness the Prince Regent to help her move the chair? !
Feng Chenrui raised his eyebrows, cast a mysterious glance at Lian Xin, who was still unconscious, stretched out his hand and exerted a little force, and he sucked the chair over with his internal force.

Lian Xin was dumbfounded.

The legendary inner strength?Lian Xin stared at Feng Chenrui's hand with bright eyes, wishing she could immediately go up to grab his slender fingers, which were comparable to a pianist, and study them carefully.

Feng Chenrui was stared at by Lian Xin inexplicably, and wanted to stretch out her hand to see what was wrong with her hand, but was suppressed by reason, she just looked at Lian Xin and asked, "What's wrong, is there something wrong? "

Lian Xin swallowed, retracted her salivating gaze, cleared her throat and said, "No, thank you Your Highness." After speaking, she sat on the chair that Feng Chenrui had sucked over with her internal force and said to the little emperor, "Jing Hong, let's start Hey, are you ready?"

The little emperor immediately responded loudly: "Auntie Xiaohuang, I'm ready."

Lian Xin observed the little emperor for a while and then began to concentrate on painting.It is relatively easy to make a pencil, but an eraser is really difficult, so she wants to minimize the chance of drawing mistakes and use no "eraser" as much as possible.

Lian Xin concentrated on drawing the little emperor, ignoring everyone and everything around her.

Feng Chenrui was sitting diagonally across from Lian Xin, resting her forehead with one hand lazily, observing Lian Xin with wide eyes.The little emperor's eyeballs rolled around, he looked at Feng Chenrui for a while, and then at Lian Xin who was concentrating on painting for him, he couldn't help but smile happily, and immediately covered his mouth.

Lian Xin heard the little emperor's laughter, and threatened without raising her head: "Jing Hong, don't move too much, be careful I'll draw you crooked!"

The little emperor was frightened and straightened up quickly, and he didn't dare to look around, for fear that Lian Xin would really paint him ugly.

For the next period of time in the South study room, only the "rustling" sound of the brush moving on the paper was heard.The afternoon sun shines in through the open window, casting golden light all over the floor. Lian Xin is wearing a light green skirt, with a simple emerald pendant on her head, and the dangling tassels are painted on her slightly lowered head. When painting, it quietly hangs next to her white jade-like ears, which makes her small ears more white like jade, and the emerald steps are more emerald green.Green onion jade fingers fluttered on the drawing paper from time to time, with focused eyes and a serious look, obviously just sitting there without any movements, but people couldn't take their eyes off.

Looking at it, Feng Chenrui's long and narrow phoenix eyes became more and more sparkling, his spirit was high, exuding a scorching dark light, his slender fingers silently tapped on the kang table beside him, his mind was mysterious and difficult Measurement.

(End of this chapter)