The Special Agent Princess

On the other side of Zhao ’s family, Ye Qingge ’s grandmother, Wei ’s, also asked Zhao ’s curiously, “When did Qingge learn this painting technique?”

Zhao shook her head. She was also curious about Ye Qingge's painting skills. As the mother of Ye Qingge, Zhao naturally knew her life very much. But she remembered that Ye Qingge's painting skills were not good. If it was ugly, it would be How is it good?

Compared to the nervousness of Zhao ’s mother, Ye Qingge ’s divine thoughts, Liu and Ye Qingjin, are more gloating. Although they do n’t understand Ye Qingge as Zhao ’s, they still know something about Ye Qingge about talent, and naturally know how many of Ye Qingge ’s A few pounds.

Ye Qingge has always lowered his head to paint, and never looked up at the second princess Xuan Yuanjing, at this time, Ye Qingge in Wu Ying's eyes was focused, serious, and he could not help but gradually become obsessed.

The Mingyue County host on the female guest's table was looking at Ye Qingge's eyes more and more ruthless. She had never been used to Ye Qingge, and now she even looked down on her, 'Even her three cousins ​​seduce, Like her mother, she is a shameless fox. ’

Ye Qingge was not clear from the outside. After a scent of incense, Ye Qingge put down the writing brush in his hand, and then picked up the brush next to the paint to start the blending. Everyone saw that she was starting to mix colors, and they all looked curiously.

After half-injecting incense, Ye Qingge closed the pen, and the maid next to him would come up and show the painting, but it was blocked by Ye Qingge. Ye Qingge picked up the painting axis himself and picked up the painting to face the crowd.

In the writing of Ye Qingge, the second princess became as real as ever, and under the background of colorful flowers, a woman fluttered like a fairy standing under the tree, bright and lively.

Just as everyone was lamenting the high timeout of Ye Qingge's painting skills, Ye Qingge turned the painting in his hand slightly,

"Wow!"

"hiss!"

"Amazing!"

"That's it! It's incredible."

Emperor Mingzong first said, "Girl! How did you do that?"

When the second princess arrived in front of Ye Qingge, she was also amazed at herself in Ye Qingge's paintings. When she stood still, she was dignified and elegant, and slightly animated the paper. The woman in the painting would smile, as if there was a breeze blowing, the woman's hair Silk and robes dance lightly, fluttering, and there are stars scattered all over the body, beautiful.

The second princess Xuan Yuanjing was surprised by herself in this painting. Is this such a beautiful person really herself? Without knowing it, I had to raise my hand to touch the woman in the painting.

Ye Qingge quickly stopped saying, "The princess cannot touch. This painting has just been painted, and it will take a while to air dry."

Xuanyuan nodded quietly, and Ye Qingge then said to Emperor Mingzong, "Return to the emperor, this painting is just a coincidence. Using human vision and light will make people illusion."

Emperor Mingzong nodded "Haha! Good! Good! Excellent, reward!"

Then Emperor Mingzong said to the second princess, "Is Jinger satisfied with this portrait?"

Xuanyuan Jing turned and smiled to Emperor Mingzong slightly. "Return to the father, the daughter is very satisfied. Ms. Ye can paint her daughter so well. It would be better to paint the father the next day. The father may not be envious of the daughter."

Emperor Mingzong was obviously in a good mood today, and he nodded slightly. "Okay, let this girl go to the palace to paint a picture for the uncle,"

Then he looked to the queen, "Would the queen also come?"

The queen glanced at Ye Qingge and then said, "This palace naturally wants it, this girl's painting technique is really good!"