Because Qingluan lost his support, the moment Puyang Zhuo let go, he fell down.

"Miss." Xiaolan hurried to pick up Qingluan.

It's just that Puyang Zhuokuai and Xiaolan caught Qingluan in one step.Seeing Qingluan's pale face like paper, he panicked inexplicably.He picked up Qingluan and walked back.

Xiaolan followed closely behind.

"Do you think Mu Qingluan will die?" Sikong Chenling asked with his brows furrowed.

Sikong Chenyun shook the folding fan in his hand.

"Don't we know tomorrow?" He bent over to pick up things on the ground, wondering what these two women were doing with so many things?

"What are you looking for? You don't want to find some money!" Sikong Chenling looked at Sikong Chenyun with a mocking look.But he said this on purpose, how could Sikong Chenyun bend down for a piece of silver?

Sikong Chenyun suddenly took out a painting.

"I didn't expect Puyang Zhuo's little girl to have a hobby of painting, so I'll just take it back and have a look!" Sikong Chenyun walked forward with the painting.

Sikong Chen pretended to follow.

"Let's take a look at what the painting is about. I wonder how high her painting skills are?" Sikong Chenling also became curious at this moment. This woman can not only practice medicine, but also paint. How many things does she know? ?

Sikong Chenyun didn't hesitate at all, and started painting on the spot.But the moment the painting unfolded, both of them were stunned.Her paintings are so perfect, so perfect that they can't find any mistakes.

"It seems that she really loves Puyang Zhuo and has painted him so perfectly!" Sikong Chenling said in a serious tone.It's just that I have a strange feeling in my heart. If that woman painted herself, what would she look like?He actually had a small expectation.

Sikong Chenyun stared at the painting in front of him, why is the strength of this painting so similar to his own?Moreover, the ability to use it as a painting seems to have come from the same hand, and the painting of my love token was painted by Qingfeng. Could it be that the two sisters even have the same level of painting?

"Third brother, what are you thinking?" Sikong Chenling suddenly approached Sikong Chenyun and said, his eyes were still strange.

Only then did Sikong Chenyun come to his senses. If that was the case, he took that one back for comparison, so that he could easily see if it was made by one person.

After walking for a while, Xiaolan suddenly realized that the painting was lost there. It was the result of the miss's one afternoon, and it was the Pu Yang Zhuo who wanted to kill her. Thinking of Pu Yang Zhuo, he felt that he was too much, and the miss treated him like this , He actually treated her like that.While thinking about Xiaolan, she turned back.

"What are you doing with this painting? It's Puyang Zhuo 2c. You might be tempted by Mu Qingluan!" Sikong Chenling said indifferently.Lift your feet and walk forward.

Sikong Chenyun held the painting tightly in his hand, but his heart was very complicated. If his painting, this painting was really made by one person, what would happen?And this woman is also the woman he often bullies.She said she hated him to the bone.He smiled wryly to himself, then walked forward.

Xiaolan hurried back, but there was no painting left.Just now, only Prince Ling and Prince Yun were here, and Prince Ling is an upright person, and generally he would not take other people's things casually, so it is even more impossible for Prince Yun.

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