Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

"Mr. Qu?" Dye long song tentatively called out.

Qu Jinghong was distracted by the voice.

I stare at the person in front of me for a long time.

After a long time, she finally said, "dye girl, who did you learn from your painting skills?"

Although he can't draw, he has seen many better paintings.

But all of them are different from the one in front of me.

She hasn't been asked this question for a long time.

Dye long song has a moment of micro Leng, a long time before whispering, "painting is, my father taught."

My father?

Your father

Qu Jinghong still wants to continue to ask, but when he sees dye Changsong's face, he instantly takes back the sentence he wants to ask.

Did not dare to continue to ask.

It doesn't look like a good thing.

However, it seems that Qu Jinghong's question has really been heard in the long song.

I didn't speak for a long time.

Qu Jinghong looks at the long song's face, a little embarrassed.

However, dye Changge seems to have fallen into some good memories.

With a smile on his cheek, "well, my father's painting level is really good. I didn't even learn one-third of my father's

There was no one better than her father.

Less than a third.

That's how it's done?

In Qu Jinghong's mind, he has already begun to recall.

Ran Changge has a special surname.

In the eastern Qi Dynasty, only the court painters had ever made outstanding paintings.

As for the surname

Qu Jinghong's pupil shrinks.

In front of her, the little maid who was trusted by the LORD turned out to be a descendant of the dye family.

No wonder, no wonder the Lord paid so much attention to the maid.

Because of dye house.

Because of what happened then.

Qu Jinghong looks at the small face in front of him. He knows the truth in his heart, but he can't open his mouth.

For ran Changge, no matter what the truth was, now the dyer's family is gone.

Knowing more will only add more sadness and annoyance.

Qu Jinghong stabilized his mind, and immediately returned to normal.

He turned into a pair of fan Mei's eyes and looked at the people in front of him, "dye girl, your painting skill is too good. It's only one third of this. Do you want to live outside? " When

spoke, Qu Jinghong also deliberately make complaints about it.

I want to divert my attention from the long song.

You don't have to think about the past.

Sure enough, dye long song just looks cold, but in fact, the mind is simple.

Qu Jinghong praised him so exaggeratedly, but he was a little embarrassed. "Mr. Qu has a good reputation. This painting can be used. I want you to leave first. "

Finish saying a hasty line a ceremony, have not wait for Qu Jinghong to continue to say the following words, the person has disappeared directly.

"I'm running too fast. I'm not a monster." Qu starred stood behind him, but make complaints about it.

However, the next moment, all the attention is still on the painting in front of me.

In the sparse woods, it seems that there are several small walls.

Beside the stone road on the ground, there are all kinds of paths.

How to get in from the dark, all the signs are clear.

Qu Jinghong stares at the painting in front of him. The more he looks, the more satisfied he is, and the better he looks.

Then I unconsciously looked at the waste manuscripts that I had just finished painting and were directly discarded on one side.

This contrast, the image seems to be some tragic.