Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1130 Treat People With Sincerity
"What does it look like? Show me!" Duanmuchu grabbed the scroll and unfolded it.

Feng Qian also leaned over curiously, and as the scroll unfolded, a woman in red dress gradually appeared. The red dress was like a flame, elegant like a fairy, with a slender figure, graceful and heroic, until her face slowly revealed When they came out, Feng Qian and Duanmu Chu both gasped, deeply attracted by the beauties in the painting.

The woman in the painting is flawless in white jade, as beautiful as a fairy, with exquisite and beautiful facial features, which are perfectly combined, impeccable, and what is even more rare is the heroic spirit and charm between her eyebrows, which has a shocking beauty!

The moment she saw her, Feng Qian thought of Yangchun Baixue and the polar light. It was an extremely shocking beauty that echoed in people's hearts for a long time.

As a woman, Feng Qian felt that she was deeply attracted, let alone King Xiyan was a man.

Shocked, there was also Nie Nishang who came over to take a peek with curiosity.

At that time, she always cared about her husband staring at the portraits of other women, but out of self-esteem, she never took a closer look at what the women in the portrait looked like. Now that she saw it with her own eyes, she was also shocked attracted.

There is such a special woman in this world, this charm, this temperament, this beauty... As a woman, she feels ashamed.

The other guests also gathered around to watch, and all gasped in amazement.

"What a beautiful woman!"

"Who is she?"

"There are such wonderful women in this world?"

Xuanyuanche, Jun Qinghong, Hua Mengying, Mu Qingxiao and others, including the little prince, also gathered around and watched curiously.

"Sure enough, she is such a beautiful woman!" Hua Mengying praised with appreciation.

Jun Qinghong's expression was a little dazed: "Why did I look at her, she seemed to have known her before, where did I seem to have seen her?"

Mu Qingxiao was good at outlining the portrait, and praised repeatedly: "The painter's brushwork is very exquisite and delicate, he must be a master of painting."

Xuanyuan Che stared at the portrait, then stared at Feng Qian, and said, "Qianqian, why do I feel that the woman's eyebrows and eyes in the painting are somewhat similar to yours?"

Jun Qinghong suddenly realized, and quickly continued: "So that's the case, no wonder I look familiar, it really looks a bit similar to Qianqian."

At this time, a small head emerged from the crowd, pointed to a line of words below the portrait, and read: "Guyun goes to idle alone, and the drizzle pulls up the clothes."

As the little prince recited, the others also looked at the words on the portrait.

Mu Qingxiao praised again: "This person is not only outstanding in painting skills, but also in handwriting."

Jun Qinghong silently recited the poem again: "The lonely cloud goes to idle alone, and the drizzle pulls away the light clothes."

Duanmucheng said quite proudly: "This poem is written by my benefactor himself. It is said that the poem contains the name of his sweetheart. He is an extremely infatuated gentleman."

Nie Nishang snorted coldly: "Writing such sour poems is probably not a serious person!"

Feng Qian also recited the poem: "The lonely cloud goes to idle alone, and the drizzle pulls up the light clothes..."

She slowly stretched her hand towards the scroll, clicked on the words on it, and read: "Yun, Shang... Yunshang? Could it be..."

She turned her head in shock and looked at Jun Qinghong, who also showed a shocked expression.

Duanmucheng smiled and nodded, and said: "Yes, my benefactor's sweetheart is called Yunshang, the eldest daughter of Lord Dayan's former king, and the sister of the current Queen Yunshu! It's a pity, I heard that He has already passed away, and my benefactor is also missing now. Oh, otherwise, what a good couple it would be!"

Feng Qian and Jun Qinghong looked at each other, seeing unconcealable excitement in each other's eyes.

"Brother, she is really..."

"Yeah, she's our..."

Then, the two brothers and sisters looked at Duanmu Cheng in unison, their eyes sparkling, and Duanmu Cheng was stared at by the two of them so that the hairs in his heart could not stand.

"Senior, can you give me this painting?" Feng Qian asked nervously.

"This..." Duanmucheng was very embarrassed, "This painting was entrusted by the benefactor. It is said that being entrusted by the benefactor is a matter of loyalty. Before I meet the benefactor, I must not pass this portrait on to others. I am really sorry. .”

Feng Qian said excitedly: "But the woman in this portrait is..."

Duanmucheng asked curiously: "Is there any relationship between the woman in the portrait and the girl?"

"The woman in the portrait is ours..." Before Feng Qian could finish speaking, Jun Qinghong interrupted her.

"Senior, how can you give us the portrait? This painting is really important to us."

Duanmucheng put away the portrait, thought for a moment, and shook his head: "I'm sorry, unless the benefactor speaks in person, I can't agree!"

Nie Nishang snorted displeasedly: "After all, I think you just can't bear to part with the woman in this portrait!"

After that, she turned and walked towards the back kitchen.

"Mother!" Duanmu Chu chased after two steps, turned back and persuaded Duanmu Cheng, "Father, what are you doing? Isn't it just a painting? It's not clear whether your benefactor will come back to ask you for a painting." , why do you bother to make a girl unhappy for a painting?"

Duanmucheng frowned, but insisted: "I, Duanmucheng, treat people with sincerity all my life, how can I break my promise? I must never give away this painting!"

Feng Qian and Jun Qinghong looked at each other, both disappointed.

At this time, Xuanyuanche said, "The painting cannot be given away, but is it okay to borrow it?"

Several people looked at him in surprise, Xuanyuanche stretched out his hand, pointed at Mu Qingxiao, and said, "Don't forget, there is also Mr. Mu who has a wonderful brush painting here, let him paint a picture that is exactly the same according to the portrait. Is everyone happy?"

Suddenly, everyone looked at Mu Qingxiao, Mu Qingxiao smiled shyly, but nodded to Feng Qian and Jun Qinghong and said: "If you don't dislike my poor drawing skills, I am willing to copy this portrait .”

Feng Qian's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly: "Great! With Brother Mu's painting skills, let alone copying, even if you paint again, you will definitely be able to draw the characters in the painting very vividly! Brother Mu, it will be hard work." Come on, help me make a painting!"

After thinking about it, I changed my mind again: "No, draw two pictures. One for me and one for my brother."

Jun Qinghong nodded in agreement: "Yes, draw two pictures!"

At this time, the little prince said weakly, "Can you draw three pictures? I want one too!"

Everyone lowered their heads and looked at him, feeling amused.

"What do you want this painting for?" Feng Qian asked.

The little prince said: "Ye'er thinks that the person in the portrait looks like the queen mother. From now on, when Ye'er misses the queen mother, as long as he looks at the portrait, it will be as if he saw the queen mother."

Feng Qian touched his head and smiled knowingly: "Okay, then let's draw three pictures, one for each person!"

(End of this chapter)