Concubine forced marriage: Six-finger princess

Chapter 153 The red dress is hers

It seems that there is no other person in this Yifeng garden except that young master.

Thinking of his dignified appearance, I don't know what his portrait will look like?
Out of curiosity, Shui Xinrong walked over, the closer she got, the more Shui Xinrong realized that the portrait looked familiar.

Of course, it's not that he is familiar with the portrait, but he is very familiar with the person in the portrait, as if he has seen that person countless times.

As she approached, Shui Xinrong took down the portrait with her hands, looked carefully and found that the person was indeed someone she had met and had been with for 16 years.

But what puzzled her was, why does this son have her portrait?Looking at the characters in the portrait, the lines are clear, the colors are bright red, and the expressions are lifelike, as if they are smiling at her.

Isn't that dress the red dress she is wearing at the moment?

Raised her head in surprise, Shui Xinrong's inexplicable heartbeat quickened, she hurried to the candlelight, and took a closer look at the portrait. Sure enough, the clothes on the portrait were her clothes, and if she remembered correctly, the clothes It was the big red wedding gown that my sister wore on the day of her wedding after she removed the Fengguan Xiapei.

I really don’t want to know, but just thinking about it makes people jump.

Shui Xinlei in the portrait is so real, it makes people have the illusion of seeing herself.

It's really easy to draw a person's clothes, but it's not easy to draw a person's facial expressions as lifelike as a real person.Shui Xinrong had to admire the author of the portrait.

However, there are only one person in a painting, isn't it a bit monotonous? It would be great if we could write on the title.It's a pity that she can't write any fonts, and all she can write are the characters she knows alone.

But since someone can draw Shui Xinlei so realistically, it should be a piece of cake to add a few lines of words, but why not add appropriate words or poems when the painting is finished?
While thinking, Shui Xinrong didn't notice slight footsteps coming towards her at this moment, she just stared at Shui Xinlei, her every move, every move, seemed to happen before her eyes.

By the way, brother-in-law hasn't returned to the palace for two days and one night, so she must be very anxious now.

Slightly frowning, Shui Xinrong sighed helplessly, she and King Qing were imprisoned not in other places, but in Hujiazhuang!
(End of this chapter)