Time Travelling Princess

At this time, Ling Yaoyao's mind suddenly appeared in her sister-in-law Yunying that beautiful face.

Somehow, she always felt that if Yun Ying's face was put into this painting, it would be very suitable and perfect

Ling Yaoyao is facing the picture and can think of it. Suddenly, she hears a cold and impatient voice: "what are you doing?"

She looked up and saw Ming haoxuan come in with a face full of displeasure.

"Lord, I'm tidying up my study." Ling Yaoyao quickly raised the dishcloth in her hand and laughed at minghaoxuan.

Minghaoxuan looks at the desk that Ling Yaoyao has arranged in order, and says nothing.

Then his eyes fell on the painting that Ling Yaoyao was looking at, and the thick black eyebrow could not help twisting into a knot: "remember not to disturb the things of this king in the future."

"Wang Ye, you are very good at painting, but why don't you finish it?" Ling Yaoyao smiles again.

This sentence is half from her heart, half is to please Ming haoxuan. In any case, it would be right to say more good things to him.

"I can't finish..." Minghaoxuan said dully, reaching out to roll up the painting.

"Why can't you finish painting? Wang Ye, the woman in this painting has taken shape. Just add a little touch up and a few finishing touches. That's a very good painting. " Ling Yaoyao said kindly.

"I don't want to draw any more..." Minghaoxuan gently spit out four words and sat down on the sandalwood chair in front of the table. The whole person was very tired.

"Lord, why don't I finish this painting for you and keep it to your satisfaction." Ling Yaoyao had an idea and said that she was really very attentive to Ming haoxuan at this time, just because she wanted to return to the general's house smoothly tomorrow.

"Oh? Do you want to finish this painting? " Ming haoxuan raised his eyes and looked at Ling Yaoyao. There seemed to be a trace of interest in his eyes.

"Yes, Mr. Wang, I draw very well. Let me have a try. I can draw a beautiful woman for the king. " Ling Yaoyao said with a smile.

"Then you can draw it to Ben Wang." Minghaoxuan slightly hooked the lip corner, unfolded the rolled up picture and put it in front of Ling Yaoyao: "if the painting can satisfy the king, you can not work today."

"Lord, I'm willing to work. If I draw well, can you promise me something else?" Ling Yao Yao said quickly.

She thought in her heart, it's rare that the black hearted Lord talked to her a little more gently at this time. It's better to take the opportunity to tell him about going home tomorrow.

"No! Ling Yaoyao, if you want to paint, you should draw quickly. Don't try to ask too much! " Minghaoxuan cold tunnel.

He did not listen to what Ling Yaoyao wanted to say, so he flatly refused.

"Lord, my request will not be excessive. It is reasonable and reasonable." Ling Yaoyao is anxious and angry. Her big black and white eyes are flickering at minghaoxuan.

"You draw first." Ming haoxuan didn't look at Ling Yaoyao again. His eyes fell far out of the window. His handsome face was bleak, and his expression suddenly became so lonely.

Ling Yaoyao no longer spoke. She took a pen from the pen holder on the table, dipped it in ink, and leaned down to draw it carefully.

She is completely in accordance with the image of Yun Ying as a model, while thinking about the beautiful face of Yun Ying, and at the same time, she starts to draw, and a beautiful and beautiful woman appears on the paper.

At the end of the last stroke, Ling Yaoyao took a closer look at her works and felt very satisfied.

She has inherited the original Ling Yaoyao's transcendent talent. At the moment, she has paid special attention to her painting. Therefore, she has described the vivid beauty of Yun Ying incisively and vividly, not to mention the portrait of ten, at least seven or eight points of charm.

"Lord, you see, I draw well." Ling Yaoyao put down her pen and put the painting in front of Ming haoxuan with a little pride.

Ming haoxuan didn't pay much attention to how Ling Yaoyao painted. He always looked out of the window.

Hearing Ling Yaoyao's words, he took back his gradually drifting mind and cast his eyes on the painting in front of him.

After only one look, Ming haoxuan's face changed. He stood up and glared at Ling Yaoyao: "who let you draw like this?"

"No one I wanted to draw it like this, Lord. Am I not good at painting it Ling Yaoyao didn't expect that he would suddenly become so vicious. She could not help but step back and stammer.

"No! Not good! You don't draw well at all! Ling Yaoyao, I warn you, never challenge my bottom line! " Ming haoxuan roared, burning in his eyes the flame of biting people, completely lost the kind of calm and calm before.

He reached for the picture on the table and seemed to want to tear it off.

However, he could not help but take another look. The man in the painting is looking at him quietly. That light and shallow eyes, such as moonlight breeze, so gentle, so beautiful, suddenly knocked into his heart

The hand of bright bright porch stops powerlessly, his person also can't afford to sit down, lean on the soft chair behind.The face in the painting, the woman in the picture, was not erased from his memory for a moment. However, he never had the courage to draw her completely.

Whenever I mention the pen, I unconsciously outline this graceful and beautiful figure, but He can't draw it, he can't draw it. This is the face that makes him yearning and heartbroken.

Unexpectedly, today Ling Yaoyao helped him finish the painting easily. And the painting is so lifelike that it looks like both the form and the spirit, as if Yunying really stood in front of him.

Although he hated her, he felt that every time he thought of her, he wanted to grab her and crush her, but why now? But he was reluctant to tear up the picture with her shadow

Ling Yaoyao saw that Ming haoxuan wanted to tear up the complete painting like a raging lion, but then calmed down again and was careful. 1. 148471591054062 spread out the whole painting on wings and looked at it attentively. She seemed to forget everything around her.

She breathed a sigh of relief in the bottom of her heart and thought to herself that this ancient flower king is really not so difficult. A painting can annoy him to the point of cannibalism, and then suddenly he becomes so quiet. He is a neurotic once in a thousand years.

Ling Yaoyao was a little bit ironic for a moment. To tell the truth, minghaoxuan's angry appearance just now really scared her. Fortunately, this crazy man seems to be back to normal now. Judging from his expression, he should still appreciate this painting.

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