Feel sorry!The concubine has gone away

Chapter 912 Prince, Don’t Talk About Feelings With This Concubine 148
Qing Wan turned around, looked at the other party calmly and said, "I don't know what Prince Heng's son wants?"

A certain person arrogantly raised his clean chin and said, "Painting, and the fragrance you just mentioned, I want it all."

Qing Wan couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, feeling that the other party was really a child at heart.Next to him, Mu Liuting rolled his eyes back coolly and said, "Why, are you willing to go out? I didn't hear Miss Qingwan said that if you want to invite her to paint, you have to go to Zuixianming?"

When Ji Chenxue heard this, she immediately turned dark.But soon he raised his chin again and said: "Why bother, after the banquet is over, let her stay and finish painting for this son before leaving."

Qing Wan wanted to say something, but she didn't say it, and finally looked at Ji Chenxue and said, "Master, are you annoyed by this white hair?"

Hearing this, Ji Chenxue couldn't help but her eyes brightened, she looked at her expectantly and said, "You have a way? If you can find a way to help me turn this damned white hair back to its original appearance, I will be fine. The son will definitely reward you heavily."

"There is a way." Qing Wan carefully recalled the method of making the hair dye in her mind, then raised her head and looked at the man behind her and said, "However, I think the white hair of Shi Zi is very beautiful! It is unique in the crown of Jinghua .But if Shi Ziye doesn't like it, Qing Wan has a way to turn him black."

Before Ji Chenxue could answer, she saw that the maid brought Qing Wan's painting over there, and Mu Liuting stared at the painting and admired it again.At the end, he said: "How can there be no inscriptions on such a good painting. It's a pity that I and other ordinary people don't have to insult this good painting. Why don't we invite our Ninth Prince to write it?" Then he motioned to the maid to take the painting to Ji Lanjin in front of.

Qing Wan was startled, subconsciously frowned, turned around to see the man's reaction.

Unexpectedly, Ji Lanjin did not refuse. She glanced at the painting with her pale eyes, and then wrote a few words in the blank space, "All the trees in the east are blooming, and this flower is unparalleled in the world."

Wandering and pitching, tolerance and romance, rigidity is iron painting, and charm is like a silver hook.

Everyone who saw his inscription clearly showed a thoughtful expression.

And I don't know whether the unparalleled person in the world is the painting of flowers or the person who painted the inscription.

(End of this chapter)