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And if it is a fictitious character, Lin Luomian will spend a lot of time accumulating character designs - just like what he did in the painting school before, making up a wife and making up a few apprentices to enrich his own image.

During this process, unless Lin Luomian communicated secretly with Xiao Nianqing and others, he would never speak with his original character and tone, even when he was alone.

A professional spy pretender must 100% assume the role even when alone.

But this also leads to a big problem.

When there are too many disguised characters, and when the role is too deep, Lin Luomian occasionally feels a little "unreal".

To put it bluntly, it's because I'm so involved in acting that I sometimes lose my mind.

In order to maintain the ego of [Lin Luomian], he will work hard on certain details to remind himself of his duty.

This piece of thin paper in the scroll is the beacon that Lin Luomian left for himself.

"This……"

At this moment.

Inside Liu Jun Hall.

Countless stunned gazes fell on the famous painting that had been brutally torn apart.

One second everyone was shocked by Xiao Nianqing's crazy act of tearing up the painting, and the next second they were so shocked by the thin paper in the painting that they couldn't speak a word.

The prince and son were dazed for a while, then stretched out his trembling hand and picked up the thin paper.

After looking at the four words [Author: Luo Mian] for a while, the prince and son said in disbelief: "Impossible, this is impossible..."

Xiao Nianqing said indifferently: "Why is it impossible?"

"Because this painting is..."

This painting is clearly the real one, they stole it from Liu Jun!

The prince's son immediately reacted, and did not spit out the rest of the words.

Xiao Nianqing narrowed her eyes: "What is this painting?"

The prince's son sighed: "It was a reward from His Royal Highness..."

"Then, let me ask again."

Xiao Nianqing's eyes were so cold that people couldn't feel the warmth from the beginning to the end: "Who is the author of "The Picture of Summer Lake and Autumn Frost"?"

Facing this question, everyone present knew the answer.

The prince's son clenched his teeth, although he was unwilling to do so, he had no choice but to reply: "It's a layman of love..."

That's right.

The author of this painting should be a layman in love, not a fallen face.

Now after Xiao Nianqing tore apart the painting, he found this piece of thin paper in the painting. The existence of the thin paper completely shows that this painting was drawn by a certain person named [Luo Mian], not the original The author is a layman.

This also shows from the side...

The painting that the prince's son took out is fake.

At this moment, the concubine Shi Zi hurriedly said: "This doesn't explain anything, maybe [Luo Mian] is the real name of Layman Qingyuan? Layman Qingyuan is just a nickname, not..."

The voice did not fall.

The prince's son yanked the concubine, his face showing anger: "You bastard! What nonsense are you talking about here if you don't know how to paint?!"

The concubine Shizi had never seen such an expression on the prince and son who always doted on her, she quickly said in surprise: "His Royal Highness, I..."

"Shut up!" The Prince's son yelled angrily, with a serious expression on his face: "The layman's real name is Ye Qingxuan, but anyone who knows about painting knows his real name. What are you messing around here? Isn't it embarrassing enough? ?”

The concubine Shi Zi was at a loss for words for a while, she didn't dare to say a word, she fell silent immediately.

It's just that those sinister eyes are still staring at Xiao Nianqing in front of him.

Xiao Nian didn't even bother to pay attention to her gaze.

Ye Qingxuan?

That was just a random name that Lin Luomian made up.

Lin Luomian was the one who really knew about Qingyuan Layman, Xiao Nianqing was the only one present.

True.

The painting in the hands of the prince's son is indeed a real painting, but unfortunately, they don't know that Qingyuan Layman is Lin Luomian.

Therefore, Xiao Nianqing can take advantage of this information gap to create a wonderful illusion of [the author of this painting is a fake painter named Luomian, not the real work of a layman named Qingyuan].

Xiao Nianqing gently stroked the painting in front of her, and said in a deep voice: "From the first moment I saw this painting, I knew it was fake. This fake painter named Luomian, I have seen I've seen him draw a few pictures."

"It doesn't matter whether the strokes are outlined or the ink is heavy, everything is completely in line with his personal skills, and he is especially good at imitating the paintings of Layman Qingyuan. It is reasonable for you to be deceived."

Xiao Nianqing began to talk nonsense in a serious manner.

Anyway, the ones who were hacked were also his subordinates, so it was not a big problem.

"And he personally likes to engage in these small actions of [hiding characters in paintings]. The purpose...of course is to make people who buy fake paintings feel unwilling—this can be regarded as his personal evil taste."

"Compared to this..."

Xiao Nianqing turned around and looked at another painting "Summer Lake and Autumn Frost" on the booth.

She smiled lightly, and said, "The painting on this booth is more like the original work of Layman Qingyuan."

It means the truth is false, and the hypothesis is true.

Chen Anning looked at Xiao Nianqing who showed no trace of falsehood on that face, and couldn't help but silently extended her thumb.

I really have you, daughter-in-law.

The prince's son gasped immediately - the painting that Xiao Nianqing was referring to was a fake painting that he could buy at will by spending thousands of taels of silver... But she said it was real?

What the hell is going on here?

The prince's son suppressed the confusion in his heart, tried his best to pretend to be calm, and asked, "How is this painting real?"

"I know a little bit about painting, and the layman Qingyuan has even made friends with me, so he can be regarded as a friend of mine."

Xiao Nianqing said indifferently: "Whether his paintings are real or not, I can tell at a glance. This "Summer Lake and Autumn Frost Picture" itself is a painting of landscapes. Compared with the [fake painting] of His Royal Highness, this painting is more authentic The outline is more sparse, and the brush and ink are more blurred and less clear."

"This is done on purpose, just to create a sense of haze between the mountains and rivers. If not, how can you make such a mistake with the painting skills of a layman like Qingyuan?"

God TM creates a sense of haze——is it clear that the fake painter is not professional enough? ?

Can this also bring you back?

The prince's son held his breath in his heart, unable to vomit it out.

Look at Xiao Nianqing holding this child so tight, his face is almost turning green now.

He has no evidence to say that the painting on the booth is fake, so he can't admit on the spot [We deliberately swapped the two paintings, deliberately came here today to disgust the second prince Liu Jun], right?

Isn't that self-destruct?

But the problem is that if you don't blew yourself up now, wouldn't that make Xiao Nianqing turn black and white?

Angry, so fucking angry.

"..."

Seeing how angry the prince and son are, but unable to think of a way out.

The concubine next to him glared at Xiao Nianqing again, and seemed to have made up her mind.

She opened her mouth and pointed at Xiao Nianqing in an undisguised sharp tone: "You said you know the art of painting, don't you?"

Xiao Nianqing still looked calm, and glanced at the Shi Zifei: "So what?"

"Then you might as well open everyone's eyes on the spot. As the saying goes, an insider sees the doorway, and an outsider watches the excitement. Only an insider can tell the truth of this landscape painting. You only say that you know a little about painting, but it's just empty talk." Nothing more."

After these words, Xiao Nianqing understood what Shi Zifei meant.

She took a deep look at Shizi Concubine: "Do you think that I just had some communication with Layman Qingyuan, but I'm not an expert in painting art, so I'm not qualified to judge the authenticity of this painting?"

"Perhaps we were deceived by a highly skilled fake painting." Shi Zifei was willing to go all out, she couldn't see Xiao Nianqing being so ostentatious: "But it doesn't prove that the painting on the booth is Authentic, what you said may not be correct, after all, we don't know if you are an expert."

"Elder Concubine."

As the second prince, Liu Jun stood up with a solemn expression at this moment: "This is a bit unreasonable."

"It's okay."

Xiao Nianqing waved her hand, signaling Liu Jun not to worry about it.

Her icy eyes fell on the concubine Shizi, and she slowly lifted up her cuffs, revealing her crystal white forearms: "I have a little talent for painting."

Say it.

Xiao Nianqing looked at Chen Anning beside her.

Xiao Nianqing will only show a gentle smile when she looks at Chen Anning.

Even the tone of voice became much softer.

"An Ning, please grind the ink for me."

When Chen Anning heard the words, she didn't say much, so she followed her wife's temperament and went to grind ink for her.

Although Chen Anning hadn't seen Xiao Nianqing's paintings much, he was still willing to believe her from the bottom of his heart.

Just like Xiao Nianqing used to believe in Chen Anning unconditionally.

So Chen Anning didn't ask, after all, the confidence on Xiao Nianqing's face could not be faked.

soon.

A brand new white scroll was laid out on the table in front of him.

Xiao Nianqing stood in front of the picture scroll, holding a pen, raised her head slightly, and glanced at the imperial concubine lightly.

After a while, she seemed to think of something, and then smiled.

"This painting should be a gift from me to the Crown Princess."

"I've already thought about the name of the painting, so I'll call it "Huangque", how about it?"

297. Phoenix and sparrow and tacit understanding