Chapter 393
"The queen also thinks this painting is good?" Meng Chengye's face was full of embarrassment.

Look, I am the only one with such a portrait!
"Yes, I don't know which artist it is. It is a superb painting skill, and it depicts the tea tea to the point." Wen Xian touched the maple leaf on the side of the painting.

Why does the stroke of this maple leaf look familiar?

"My empress painted this for me." Meng Chengye was proud, "But my empress is not good at scenery, so I added the ginkgo tree next to it."

Wen Xian withdrew her hand, looked at Dan Kou in her hand, and suddenly wanted to change the color.

The apricot leaf yellow on that painting seems pretty good.

"Your majesty, the concubine has something to do, so I will leave first." Wen Xian blessed her body and went out.

Meng Chengye rested his chin in confusion, didn't he stop admiring my masterpiece?

That's all, I appreciate it myself!

So Meng Chengye fumbled with the portrait for a long time.

After Wen Xian went out, she went to find Jiang Yuming. It was rare for her to be free, and the emperor was worried that she would waste her time.

But what the emperor said is indeed on the agenda.

"Chunliu, first send someone to Fuguo Gong's Mansion to tell you that in a few days the palace will invite Miss Wednesday to stay in the palace for a few days." Wen Xian looked up at the plaque on her head and smiled.

Chunliu responded and turned around to leave, Xia Zhi took over Chunliu's position and helped Wen Xian enter the door.

At that time, Jiang Yuming was discussing jewelry with Bai Xiaoyi in the bedroom.

Meng Chengye gave her a few new sets of hair masks, and the family also made a few sets for her a few days ago.

Now that the dressing table can't fit so many, Jiang Yuming picks out some commonly used and favorite ones to keep, and puts the rest in the warehouse to seal them up.

"Look at this color, it's a good match with Chacha's clothes." Wen Xian looked at Jiang Yuming in the mirror and said softly.

Jiang Yuming was holding a hairpin in his hand, it was a red gold ruby ​​hairpin, it looked very magnificent and magnificent.

Jiang Yuming was wearing pink and gold clothes today, and this hairpin really matched Jiang Yuming's clothes.

"Empress Jin'an." Bai Xiaoyi blessed her body.

Wen Xian nodded, stood beside Jiang Yuming and looked at the jewelry on Jiang Yuming's table, picked a bright red velvet flower hairpin from the table and put it on Jiang Yuming's head: "This flower looks good too."

Jiang Yuming turned her head to look, and said, "Axian has really good eyesight, and her skin is whiter than snow."

Wen Xian supported the dressing table and said with a smile: "It would be perfect if paired with red clothes."

Jiang Yuming frowned slightly: "Isn't this provoking Axian, you can't do it."

Wen Xian nodded Jiang Yuming's forehead: "As long as it's you, it's not considered a provocation."

Besides, Chacha must look good in red clothes.

Jiang Yuming shook his head: "No, it's against the rules."

Wen Xian snorted: "Look at the other concubines, which one is not arrogant and domineering, show some demeanor of a concubine."

Jiang Yuming squinted at Wen Xian: "Why did Ah Xian suddenly think of asking me to wear red today?"

Wen Xian looked at Jiang Yuming's slightly round face and tilted her head and thought for a while: "It looks good, besides, shouldn't we wear similar clothes? Good sisters from other families all have the same clothes, but we don't. "

"Then it's up to you." Jiang Yuming picked out a hairpin and put it between the buns for comparison.

Wen Xian smiled and shook her head, then raised her eyes and saw a painting hanging on the wall opposite the dressing table, a somewhat surprising painting.

The strokes of that painting...

 There's something wrong, let's deal with it first, eh~

  
 
(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like