"Go. Bring up the things that have been prepared in this palace, and let dye Changge draw a picture of this palace. "

"Yes, I will go down to prepare."

Qiu Luo smiles at the little maid.

Then he dragged the stiff dye long song standing on one side to his side, completely in a state of solicitude and solicitude. "After entering the palace, this palace still sees you for the first time. How about the days in the palace, are you still used to it?"

Dye long song nodded, indifferent, "adapt."

It's still the same death.

I am her master now!

Qiu Luo bit his teeth to swallow, and continued to smile on his face. "It's hard for you to get used to it, but I feel that this hot summer weather is really too hard to endure."

While talking, qiuluo also deliberately lowered her voice, leaning close to dye Changge, hoping that she could only hear her.

"Don't worry. I won't blame you for telling the truth. To tell you the truth, you have adapted well. I have some regrets. The days in the palace are really boring. Nothing but sitting around all day doing nothing. "

"In the past, when I was outside the palace, I could go out for a walk once in a while."

There are no rules like this.

Dye long song, this is to understand the meaning of qiuluo.

However, this master son, is really because he has nothing to do to find his own?

I'm afraid it's not so simple.

It's a pity that she didn't try.

At present, we can only give up.

Follow qiuluo's orders.

Dare not cross.

As qiuluo said, she has everything she wants in her bedroom, and all the painting tools she needs to use for painting are all ready here.

It seems that today's painting has been prepared for a long time.

It's just that she's here by chance.

Before waiting for people to come over, my side has been invited.

"Well, if you don't feel comfortable, when you start, the servants in the house and yard will help you out. How about leaving you alone and drawing here with peace of mind? "

Although it is a questioning tone, dye Changge knows in his heart that such a thing can't be decided by himself.

It's always what the master says. They just do it here.

"Yes, but at your command." Dye a long song with a low brow.

Put their own in such a small position, so as not to lead to disaster.

It's really comfortable to hear.

It's a pity that it's no use just talking about it, but watching in action.

Qiu Luo raised his hand a little.

The servants in the courtyard filed out one after another.

None of them remained.

Dye long song also went to the surface of the desk.

Spread the rice paper in front of you.

A little look around, it seems to have some inspiration.

The background on the painting is like the psychological state of dyeing a long song.

Has been in the mind, lingering.

On the surface of the painting, it is a careful flower bed.

It's full of all kinds of flowers.

The lady sitting in the middle of the room has a delicate makeup, and there is no incongruity.

The feeling on the whole picture is gorgeous.

It was qiuluo himself. When Ruth saw the painting, he had nothing to say.

Sure enough, after dye long song reluctantly finished painting.

Qiu Luo finally made a voice, "don't accept it first. Let's have a look at it."

Ran Changsong didn't refuse. He got up and turned to one side.

Carefully relax their own body.

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