The prince's backyard is on fire: the story of dragging the princess and fighting the husband

Chapter 140 A Very Strong Man 12
This is indeed a top-notch man, not only has a face comparable to Wang Leehom, but also has a body like Donnie Yen, very strong.

It's just that there always seems to be a hint of playfulness between his brows, with a hint of carelessness and arrogance.

As he got closer and closer, all the maids couldn't help feeling shy, and each of them couldn't help lowering their pink necks, but they couldn't help but cast their eyes on him.

It is really interesting to be full of spring and shyness.

That painter Luo seemed to be very easy to get along with and kind, he said with a smile: "Hi, beauties, I'm here again."

The handsome painter waved to them with a smile, the smile on his face was even brighter, and his steps were much lighter.

Those court ladies who were already in a state of enthusiasm couldn't help but be infected by his radiant and sunny temperament. They all waved their hands and shouted: "Master Luo..."

Wu Mei couldn't help trembling when she heard that delicate voice, but it was extremely beneficial to the ears of that painter Luo.

While talking, Master Luo had already walked past the ladies of the court, and went to the dressing room. Wu Mei couldn't help but take a few more glances at that sunny and handsome image.

Now that the handsome guy who was waiting had already left, there was no need to stay any longer, and all the maids dispersed.

Naturally, Wu Meiping and Pinger also left. On the way, Wu Mei asked: "Sister, what does that artist Luo do? Why is he so popular?"

Ping'er smiled and said: "He is a painter in the palace. Because he has a very good relationship with the prince, he enjoys many privileges in the palace. His job is to go to the cloakroom to paint some paintings every now and then."

Wu Mei felt a little unbelievable, thinking that the ancient people were so idle that they were looking for painters.

"You mean, he went to paint in the dressing room?"

Wu Mei frowned, and said, "Are all the patterns in the Shangyi room made by him?"

(End of this chapter)