My Queen Pluto is dead

Chapter 48
The next morning, the air was exceptionally good.Crown Prince Xuan Si rushed to Xiu Nu Village in person, but after the heavy rain last night, all clues disappeared, and he threw a precious gold cup in his hand in great anger.

He has never suffered such a big loss because of his noble status. Seeing that his Warcraft Legion will be successfully established in a short time, unexpectedly he suffered a devastating blow at this critical juncture.

Who is going to fight him?
"His Royal Highness, this is the information of everyone in Xiunv Village. There have been no suspicious people coming in and out recently." Xu Zhili introduced the matter of Xiunv Village to the prince attentively.

Speaking of which, not only Zhongzhou City has Xiunv Village, Xuanzhou also has Xiunv Village, but unlike Zhongzhou, Xuanzhou's folk customs are strong, and most of the women practice martial arts. Almost no one in Xuanzhou was missing in this disappearance. On the contrary, Zhongzhou lost more than 200 beautiful women, and Xu Zhili worried that the people above would blame them.

Fortunately, he was the prince's man, and it was the prince himself who came to thoroughly investigate the matter, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who said there is no suspicious person?" Outside the door, Xu Mingzhu in a pink dress came in. Her pretty face, which had been carefully made up, was a little shy because of seeing the prince. She bowed in front of the prince, "Prince !"

The prince restrained the anger in his heart, and a trace of tenderness appeared on his cold face, "It's sister Mingzhu, did you find someone suspicious?"

Xu Mingzhu nodded, then turned to Xu Zhili and said, "Father, do you still remember that Murong Xingchen from Yincheng? Two days ago, she freely entered and left Xiunv Village with tokens, isn't that suspicious?"

Xu Zhili frowned when he heard this, and based on this alone, he said that it was too arbitrary to report to the prince, so he winked at his daughter to tell her not to talk nonsense.

It would be bad if the prince involved the fact that he sent someone to rob General Mo Long to escort the treasure.

Besides, the reason why he intends to get closer to the prince is also because the prince has expressed his love for Mingzhu. If his daughter is going to become a princess or even a queen in the future, it is inappropriate to mention her obsessive love for that boy in Yincheng.

"Sister Mingzhu, listen to me, is there anything wrong with having a token to come and go freely?" The prince didn't think there was anything wrong with this matter either.

A coldness flashed in Xu Mingzhu's eyes, since Murong Xingchen stepped into Zhongzhou City, she had already sent someone to monitor her.

Not seeing each other for three years, that Murong Xingchen became more and more beautiful, that day on the street, even she could see the gods.She is only eight years old, and in a few more years, she will definitely be the beauty of the country and the city, and she cannot let Murong Xingchen wait until the time when the beauty blooms.

"I have known Murong Xingchen for many years. She is a little orphan girl. Although she is taken care of by the whole family, she is absolutely incapable of getting the jade medal from the General's Mansion. If she didn't steal it, there must be someone behind her. Also, she obviously didn't buy much food that day, but she held a dinner party in the evening, and hosted two or three hundred beautiful girls from Yincheng, and the Xiunv Village didn't provide any food at all..."

Since Xu Mingzhu dared to say it in front of the prince, she had thought about her words. This time, if she wanted Murong Xingchen to survive, she would have to shed her skin.

If Yincheng really cares about Murong Xingchen that much, she will make Yincheng kneel down and beg her!
Her words made the prince interested in this Murong Xingchen, he wanted to meet this little painter who was not a beautiful girl.

In the evening, the prince hosted a banquet for all the painters, saying that he wanted to check the level of the painters who were in charge of the portrait of Xiunu first.

Wan Fangfang was very nervous, she rummaged through the suitcase full of clothes for the banquet, but she couldn't decide on one after another, so she turned her head and asked Xing Chen.

"Chen'er, which one do you think I should wear?"

Xingchen casually picked up the school painter's uniform at the top of the box, "Put this on. Fangfang, you also change into the painter's uniform."

"What? Wearing a painter's uniform? It's gray and ugly. I'm meeting the prince tonight!" Wan Fangfang's eyes widened, not understanding why Xingchen would choose this way.

"We're not showgirls, so there's no need to be too conspicuous in our clothes. Listen to me!" Xing Chen made up her mind for her.

"Okay!" Wan Fangfang went to change clothes, and Xingchen said that there must be a reason for her dressing like this.

The banquet was held in an open space outside Xiunu Village, and the said dinner was not just a set of pastries and fruits, as soon as the painters entered, someone would offer a piece of drawing paper, pen and ink.

Xingchen and Wan Fangfang entered the arena very low-key, and after finding Mr. Ke, they sat in the seats belonging to Yincheng painters.

After a while, Lin Dongqing came. She was wearing a rose-red tulle dress, her small face was painted with exquisite makeup, she was slim and beautiful, and she came in a graceful manner. Her specialness attracted many eyes.

Lin Dongqing was very proud. Looking around, most of the painters present were men, and only one-sixth of them were women.Half of them were wearing painter's clothes, and half of them were dressed up by female painters like her, but she was confident that she was the most beautiful among them.

Mr. Ke sighed at Lin Dongqing's attire and shook his head.

Outside the home court, the eunuch reported to the prince: "His Royal Highness, all 420 painters from Zhongzhou have arrived!"

"Okay." The prince straightened his clothes lightly, and walked in with calm and elegant steps.

All the painters saluted collectively and paid homage to His Royal Highness the Prince.The prince also behaved very close to the people, without airs at all, he just yelled to get up, but the first sentence he spoke made everyone dumbfounded.

"Today, King Ben hosted a banquet to test everyone's painting ability in advance. In order to relieve everyone's pressure and atmosphere, everyone painted while eating. The theme, let's draw Ben Wang. Speaking of which, Ben Wang has never done a self-portrait when he is so old. I will trouble everyone today."

It is an honor for the painter to paint the prince.However, if something unexpected happens, it will lead to a fatal disaster.

But since the prince gave the order, he must draw!
The prince also talked about the conscience of the industry. He just sat there eating and reading without moving, and he seemed to be actively cooperating.

Wan Fangfang was very nervous. Although her painting skills were far inferior to those of stars, she usually worked very hard, and her skills were no worse than ordinary painters.But the prince was a little far away from them, and she couldn't see his facial features clearly at all. Also, the paint that the prince ordered people to send out was a little less, and she was used to making the paintings colorful with the help of the stars.

"Don't be nervous, draw the distant view when standing far away, focus on outlining the figure and momentum of the prince, and use the surrounding scenery to set off the atmosphere." Xing Chen whispered softly in her ear.

People around started to paint, and Wan Fangfang also started to paint after thinking for a while, but Xingchen ate cakes together leisurely.

The time for a stick of incense has passed, and someone has painted more than half of it, but Xingchen is still eating, and almost tasted all the pastries and fruits on the table.

The crown prince sitting on a high place frowned slightly. Although he didn't seem to be moving, his eyes were actually looking at the little painter named Murong Xingchen from time to time.

She was the youngest on the field, and her clothes were very low-key, because he had been eating, and he didn't see what she looked like.But her actions annoyed him.

Everyone was painting so seriously and respectfully. She was the only one eating. Although she was eating gracefully, she was like a hungry ghost. She ate piece after piece of pastry. He even realized that he was counting unconsciously. After a while, she ate a total of 20 yuan pastries, a grape, a peach, and an apple. Yes, she only took one bite of all those fruits, as if she disliked them for being too unpalatable.

Thinking of this, the prince became even more angry, so that his expression became a little stiff, and there was even a little anger in his eyes.

Just when he was about to go down and teach that Murong Xingchen a lesson, she actually glanced at him and started to write.

However, the moment she started to paint, she never raised her head to look at him again, and the brush seemed to be drawing carelessly.

The other painters were all painting, and they stopped to look at the prince, but this Murong Xingchen was not like that, the prince couldn't help guessing that this Murong Xingchen must have gotten in through connections, he was a waste material who couldn't paint at all.

After a while he will make her regret despising herself so much!

While the prince was thinking, many painters had already stopped their pens, expressing that the painting was finished.

Murong Xingchen also put down her pen, took out some paint and spiritual spring water from her sleeve, and randomly picked up a few pastry plates that she ate cleanly, and began to adjust the color according to the shade.

"Fangfang, the paint is ready, let's use it together!"

"En." Wan Fangfang had already finished the painting, and because she was familiar with the steps of drawing stars, she waited for the stars to adjust the colors with peace of mind.

Xingchen picked up a clean pen, dipped it in various colors of paint and quickly tapped it on the painting, and quickly completed the final coloring work.

Seeing that everyone stopped painting, the prince didn't ask people to collect the paintings, but got up himself, walked into the painters, and began to review them one by one.

The first painter's painting is quite satisfactory, the same as that of other painters in the palace, without any new ideas, and he will not make big mistakes.

The second, third, fourth, fifth...all are the same, simple black and white, complex lines, most of them are somewhat similar to the prince himself.

Suddenly, the prince stopped in front of a female painter in red, his eyes were full of anger, "Pull it down, cut it off!"

As soon as the words fell, the female painter was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and began to cry, "His Royal Highness, please forgive me, the girl is just, just..."

"It's just that you have lived enough." The prince took her words, snorted coldly, and tore the paper to pieces.

This female painter doesn't know how to paint at all. The eyes of the prince on the drawing paper are not eyes, and the nose is not nose. It's a mess.

Everyone didn't dare to show their anger, and watched the female painter being dragged out.

The prince continued to walk forward with a cold face, and within two steps, another male painter was dragged out because the man painted the prince as a woman.

After a quarter of an hour, four people were beheaded by the prince, and the atmosphere suddenly became serious.

Some people are rejoicing, while others are apprehensive, and some timid ones are already trembling.

After another quarter of an hour, the prince came to the direction of Xingchen and the others.

Before the prince could reach Murong Xingchen, he was irritated by a painting again, "Why does my king have such facial features? Looks like a faceless person? Is this the prince in your eyes?"

The prince's anger frightened the people around him so that they did not dare to breathe.

"Too...His Royal Highness, it's because it's too far away, and the common people can't see the prince's face clearly."

However, this explanation did not make the prince feel good, and he directly gave a word, "cut!"

After the person was dragged away, the prince came to Mr. Ke, looked at Mr. Ke's painting and nodded.Seeing the painting now, this work is the best. It has the demeanor of a master, and the majesty and elegance of the prince are well portrayed. It is worthy of being a painter praised by the emperor.

"Keep it!" The prince handed Mr. Ke's painting to the eunuch standing next to him, and then said to Mr. Ke, "I hope Mr. Ke's disciples can also have this level!"

(End of this chapter)