My daughter is back, my husband please marry me

Chapter 395 Reconciliation is so sweet (1)
Yun Qianmo's painting skills are astonishingly good. The most important thing is that what she drew turned out to be a series of pictures. From the appearance of the South China Sea Princess just now, to sitting down, and then to standing up, there are ten consecutive pictures, showing the proud and conceited of the South China Sea Princess. The expression on his face is even more vivid. Although the color of the clothes has been changed, every stitch and thread on the clothes has drawn details and charm... They have never seen such a painting before, and they can't even find a suitable painting in their hearts. Adjective of praise.

Gong Beihan's eyes changed from initial astonishment to shock. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that someone could draw ten consecutive pictures of a person in a short period of time. The key is the charm and expression of this picture. different.

Most people have seen that Yun Qianmo is a genius for painting, but only a few people have seen that Yun Qianmo has an amazing memory. She simply re-interpreted the appearance of Princess Nanhai just now with paper. .

Looking at the amazement in Gong Beihan's eyes, Zhao Nishang completely gave it to Yun Qianmo. She clasped her hands tightly, full of jealousy and hatred, wishing that Yun Qianmo would disappear immediately!
But now she has to endure, endure, endure...

No matter what the people below think, the regent's sentence "painting is better than dancing" has already reached a conclusion, even if Yun Qianmo's painting today is just a very ordinary painting, he can still completely beat Murong Rong.

Some people hate and others are happy, but Zhao Tian is the happiest. As soon as Yun Qianmo returned to his seat, his face turned into a flower with a smile, and even the scar on his face shone with brilliance. The unpleasant things he had heard earlier were forgotten.

Mrs. Shang fiddled with her handkerchief, bitch, bitch, bitch, not to mention her looks, she even inherited her painting skills!

Murong Rong's face was cold, the spinning dance she practiced so hard since she was a child, and today in front of the regent, she actually made up a broken picture!She didn't want to stay any longer, and left after saying a word of trouble!
The banquet was as usual, although Yun Qianmo felt that Yuan Qizheng was sneaking glances at her frequently, but she just refused to look at him, who told him not to tell her anything, and what's going on with Rongrong and Brother Yuan !

Until the end of the palace banquet, the queen mother stopped Zhao Tian, ​​and at the same time gave Yun Qianmo a meaningful look.

Yun Qianmo raised her eyebrows lightly, and told Zhao Tian that she would wait for him outside the Palace of Compassion and Peace.

"Thousands."

"Seventh Prince." Yun Qianmo turned his head and looked at Gong Beiling suspiciously. Just now, Gong Beiling was called away by the Queen Mother, but his expression was not good at the moment.

"I'll take you back first." Gong Beiling said again.

"No, I want to wait for Dad to come out." Yun Qianmo shook his head.

Gong Beiling glanced at the surrounding maids and eunuchs with a sullen face, and lowered his voice, "Qianqian, let's wait for your father outside the palace."

Seeing his appearance, Yun Qianmo knew that Gong Beiling had something to say to her, so she nodded.

As soon as he walked outside the palace, he saw the regent who was emitting a chill all over his body.

It turned out that he didn't leave. At this moment, he was looking coldly at Gong Beiling who was standing beside Yun Qianmo.

Looking at each other, Yun Qianmo rolled his eyes and pursed his lips.

Gong Beiling raised his head, his eyes were also icy cold, he looked at Yuan Qizhen for a moment, and then smiled, "Qianqian, I didn't expect your paintings to be so good, if I hadn't seen them with my own eyes, I would really I can't believe that someone can draw a series of pictures in such a short time."

Yun Qianmo just smiled and did not speak.

The sound of heavy footsteps expressed the inner dissatisfaction of the passerby. For almost a moment, Yun Qianmo's heart beat faster, thinking that he was coming for her.

(End of this chapter)