Doting concubines is a disaster: Your majesty, you are happy

Chapter 128 Is This a Painting?

After the imperial doctor came, he prescribed some medicines for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. Both Qingqian and Tang Yuan's feet were rotten, but Jia Ruchu felt that the two of them didn't seem to be injured at all. There is no trace of pain.Jia Ruchu even thought that if it wasn't for the injury on her foot at this moment, the faces of the two of them would probably be full of smiles.

On the second day, Jia Ruchu felt that his whole body was almost useless, and his legs hurt badly.

In the modern Jia Ruchu, although the class he hates the most is physical education, the thing he dislikes the most is sports, and the only subject he fails is physical education, but Jia Ruchu loves shopping, and a shopping activity can almost satisfy all sports.

But since Jia Ruchu came to this palace, let alone shopping, he seldom went to the garden.Sometimes Jia Ruchu has to rejoice that the original body is a person who is not easy to get fat, otherwise Jia Ruchu would cry to death.

"Ben Gong should continue to lie down. If anyone comes, they will always say that Ben Gong is gone."

Jia Ruchu was in great pain lying on the bed. At this time, it would be great if I had a mobile phone and wifi, and then I could go online and read the novel "Beloved Concubine as a Disaster: Your Majesty Is Happy" written by Fantuan, or read After watching the video chat and taking a selfie, Jia Ruchu guessed that her leg might not be so painful. (Jia Ruchu: So-and-so, can you have some face? So-so: face, why do you want face? Can you make cute little readers happy if you want face? Can you make cute little readers reward and subscribe if you want face? Chang Yuliang: Come on, let me drag this shameless man out and cut him off! A certain gentleman was shocked: No, grass people are wrong, grass people...)
It's just a pity, no, no, just no!

The more Jia Ruchu thought about it, the more he felt a kind of speechless rush.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"Leg hurts, boring!"

After Jia Ruchu howled twice like this, she saw Aunt Feng, who was still concerned about her just now, leaving in a hurry.

Who are these people!
In depression and anger, Jia Ruchu fantasized about having the Internet and a free life.

"Your Majesty, take a look at what the slave has prepared for you?"

"what?"

Jia Ruchu asked without turning her head.

Aunt Feng said happily and excitedly, "Look, Madam."

Jia Ruchu turned her head and looked at Tao Zhuo who was next to Aunt Feng holding up a tray, on which were brushes, ink, paper and inkstones.

"What is this for?"

"Isn't Your Majesty feeling bored? The servants prepared painting tools for Your Majesty. Didn't Your Majesty also tell us to paint Master Wuxiang just now? I'm impressed now. My Majesty has painted without being bored. It really kills two birds with one stone. "

Jia Ruchu felt that this Master Wuxiang had really obsessed the rest of the Anle Palace, but he was just a monk, or an unlucky fellow who traveled to the monk, so what's there to be excited about?

The most important thing is that Jia Ruchu doesn't know how to draw with a brush!The time-traveling woman not only immediately carried the memories of the original body, but also inherited the skills of the original owner. That is the double guarantee.

"I'm not feeling well right now, not suitable for painting."

"Oh."

Aunt Feng and Tao Zhuo looked extremely disappointed and depressed on their faces, making Jia Ruchu feel a little unreasonable?

So when Aunt Feng and Tao Zhuo expressed that they wanted to find other fun for Jia Ruchu, Jia Ruchu said directly: "Forget it, put the things down, you guys go down first."

When Aunt Feng and Tao Zhuo heard this, they immediately changed their faces in front of Jia Ruchu, showing one sad and one happy expression.

Jia Ruchu was nothing but stunned.

"Go to work."

The helpless Jia Ruchu wanted to tell Aunt Feng and the others the same way the modern leaders told her, but the past and the present are different, and Jia Ruchu had to explain himself again when he said the word work.

strenuous.

"Yes, slaves obey."

The two walked out excitedly and joyfully, leaving Jia Ruchu looking at those pens, inks, papers and inkstones who were really human.

It was only when Jia Ruchu picked up the brush and began to realize that the brush was really not easy to use!

Because Jia Ruchu had already seen that the snow-white rice paper had been smudged with a large amount of black, not to mention how ugly it looked.

Jia Ruchu has been busy for a long time, and the smudged ones are not even counted as small tadpoles.Jia Ruchu put down her pen in frustration. Why did she think about drawing for everyone in a momentary twitch?
Jia Ruchu, who didn't make a one, two, three for a long time, had no choice but to give up.

"Clear and shallow."

"What's your order?"

"Go, find me a goose or chicken feather, or charcoal."

"My lady, what do you want this for?"

Jia Ruchu said: "This palace has its own magic function, hurry up and prepare."

Now Jia Ruchu is not only the celebrity in front of Chang Yuliang, but also everyone in the palace because Jia Ruchu met Master Wuxiang, and Master Wuxiang said that he is a destined person, a rich and powerful person, so everyone treats Jia Ruchu A little more awe.

As soon as Qingqian gave Jia Ruchu's request, soon there were goose feathers, chicken feathers and even duck feathers.The charcoal was carefully selected by everyone. They chose a relatively good-looking one with a good appearance, but they didn't want to make a mistake. If it was more detailed, it would not be much different from the modern closed.

"Qingqian, you did a good job."

Qingqian is very happy about Jia Ruchu's praise.

Because Jia Ruchu was not good at drawing, she always felt uncomfortable in front of others, so Qingqian was soon kicked out by her again.

This time-travel novel is really worth reading. These goose feathers and the like are really practical. Although they are not as easy to use as modern oil pens, they are at least much easier to use than brushes.

Jia Ruchu painted for about half an hour, but she didn't know the person who came out.Jia Ruchu felt that this incident really stumped her.

Jia Ruchu, who put down his pen and thought for a long time, suddenly remembered that his hobby in modern times was drawing comics.
So Jia Ruchu, who had an idea, started to draw comics happily.

It was finished in less than half an hour.

Jia Ruchu looked at Master Wuxiang in the anime image and felt that he should let Master Wuxiang take a good look at his masterpiece when he had the opportunity.Although it is in the form of comics, Jia Ruchu feels more like Master Wuxiang than the regular one she drew just now.

Jia Ruchu gently blew on the rice paper and rested in satisfaction.

Not to mention it can really solve boredom?Furthermore, because I put all my heart and soul into painting, I didn't care about the pain in my legs, so I felt a little pain when I stopped.

When Aunt Feng and the others came in, they saw that Jia Ruchu had fallen asleep and the things on the table hadn't been cleared away.

Aunt Feng planned to move the table next to the bed temporarily, but when she got closer to take a look, she was a little stunned.

Fortunately, I thought that the empress would not finish it so quickly. This must have been drawn by the empress for fun, but who is this painting? Why is it so weird?

With doubts, Aunt Feng carefully packed her things and went out.

(End of this chapter)