Is Shizi ill today?

Chapter 1023
Shen Qianqiao drew more than ten pictures, both with and without clothes on.

She has to admire her little memory, and she racked her brains to squeeze out the next few photos.

After the ink of these paintings dried, she was not in a hurry to take them out.

Instead, they waited for more than ten days before selling these paintings to Shangchunlou.

Shangchunlou asked the artist to copy several copies, made thin booklets, and sold them among benefactors.

For a time, it was extremely hot.

It turns out that many of Shangchunlou are well-known people, and some nobles from aristocratic families recognized the woman in this painting at a glance.

Fang Yanran is a well-known beauty who almost became the mother of the country in Beilin. They didn't want to be shameless, but they didn't dare to show it publicly, and they still hid some ulterior motives behind their backs.

Suddenly I got this kind of eclectic brochure, the strokes outlined in the painting are really vivid, as if the beauty is right in front of my eyes.

This booklet was five taels of silver each, and it was sold out quickly, and another batch was released in Shangchunlou, and the price was increased to ten taels of silver.

Ding Liu always felt that his colleagues looked at him with some indescribable meaning recently, and he was very unhappy. These people are all relying on the shade of their families. Who is it?

It's just that when he got the erotic book in his hand, his face immediately turned livid.

The subordinates who came with him originally also held the same booklet in their hands, but they all met sister-in-law...

A few people look at me and I look at you, and they feel a little uncomfortable.

"Brother, someone must have seen my sister-in-law's face and had something wrong in my heart, so I drew this, why don't we ask that old bustard to come over and ask, we must find that damned thing, and return my sister-in-law's innocence! "

Ding Liu turned a few pages, his face darkened as if ink was about to drip out.

He could even see the unconcealable ridicule and desire in these men's eyes...

He couldn't bear it anymore, stood up abruptly, and strode out.

One of them touched his nose and coughed twice, "What do you think we should do?"

He still didn't forget to flip through the booklet, rubbing his fingers on the painting, with a look of envy on his face: "Brother is really blessed to be able to marry such a beautiful woman as his sister-in-law, so what if he is not a girl with a yellow flower? After all, he has been with the emperor..."

A man next to him elbowed him.

He quickly stopped his voice.

"Now that big brother is gone, shall we still play?"

"It's rare to come out once. If you want to go back, you go back. I won't go back."

"That's true, what about this thing?"

Someone pointed to the booklet in his hand.

"Burned?"

"It's not just these few books. It's useless to burn them. It's a waste of money. Why don't we take a second look at them? Sister-in-law can't touch them. This album is always fine!"

There was a burst of malicious laughter.

Ding Liu stood outside, his face gloomy, his fingers hanging by his side clenched into fists, his joints turned white, and he made a low and clear sound of bone cracking.

He looked at the filthy thing in his hand, pursed his mouth into a straight line, and turned away quickly.

On the tip of the moon, everything is silent.

Fang Yanran sat in front of the mirror and took off the jewelry head.

The maid let her hair down.

"Madam is the prettiest girl this servant has ever seen!"

There was no ups and downs on her face, she was extremely cold.

The servant girl made fun of herself and quickly shut up.

At this moment, there was the sound of rapid footsteps.

"grown ups!"

The maid saluted immediately.

Fang Yanran saw the man in the mirror, and her heart tightened suddenly.

(End of this chapter)