the next day.
The weather is clear and cloudless.
Han Palace, Baifeng Hall.
This is the exclusive hall of Mrs. Mingzhu, which contains incense materials from various places. Mrs. Mingzhu is best at making incense to serve the King of Han. She is deeply loved by King Han. Almost every few days, Han Wangan will come to the Fragrance Hall to experience the new products prepared by Mrs. Mingzhu.
The windows around the hall were covered with curtains to prevent strong light from being exposed, and only faint light fell on the floor.
With these faint lights, you can see the decorations in the hall clearly.
Wooden racks like medicine cabinets are displayed inside them, and each small drawer has its name marked. Judging from the quantity, it is extremely large, not only involving incense, but also Chinese medicine and even poisons.
now.
There is a table near the window. The proud lady Mingzhu is sitting beside her knees, holding a small weight made of pure gold in her hand, and placed on it with the medicinal materials needed. She looks carefully at the scale with a pair of demonic and charming eyes, with a focused expression and a charming posture.
I don't know how long it took.
A maid walked in slowly from outside the hall, her feet seemed to have no sound, and she floated behind Mrs. Mingzhu like a ghost, lowered her head and called in a low voice: Madam.
lay down.
Mrs. Mingzhu still focused on the scale, her thin lips moved lightly, and she said lightly.
The maid bent down respectfully and gently placed the wooden board in her hand on the table beside her. This painting was sent to the palace by Luo Yan today.
With the planks being put down.
A surprise flashed across Mrs. Mingzhu's calm eyes. This was the first time she heard that someone used wooden boards to paint. She was a little curious and couldn't help but pause her hands slightly. Her beautiful eyes looked over. She still had a deep impression of the young man who looked very good yesterday.
On the one hand, it was because of the message from his cousin Xueyihou, and on the other hand, Luo Yan was indeed quite interesting and spoke very nicely.
kindness?!
Soon, Mrs. Mingzhu was attracted by Luo Yan's paintings.
Although he was painted with wooden boards, he depicted the appearance and temperament of Mrs. Mingzhu, with excellent charm and the sense of reality is not comparable to ink paintings.
Ink painting is more suitable for landscape painting.
But sketching is undoubtedly more suitable for painting beauties, such as photo albums...
I didn't expect that he could paint, and his painting skills were so extraordinary~
A hint of surprise flashed across Mrs. Mingzhu's narrow and demonic eyes, staring at herself in the painting, and whispered.
Although she has no interest in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she, who was a noble family, still has some involvement in these things, at least she still has eyesight.
Luo Yan's unique painting skills are obviously not among ordinary painting skills.
At least Mrs. Mingzhu has never seen her before.
Mrs. Mingzhu stretched out her slender fingers and gently brushed across a corner of the wooden board. Suddenly, some black dirt was stained on her fingers, but she didn't care. Her fingertips swayed gently, and finally placed them at the tip of her nose and sniffed them gently, and an accident flashed in her eyes.
This is charcoal~
A demonic smile appeared on the corner of Mrs. Mingzhu's mouth, as if she was more interested in Luo Yan at this moment. As her palm swings gently, a faint purple inner breath spreads, shaking the carbon ash on her fingertips, and instantly, her fingers became clean and white again.
As he slowly got up, his enchanting figure turned, and the purple-blue skirt that was like a blooming flower trembled slightly.
Is that Mr. Luo still in the palace?
The smile on Mrs. Mingzhu's face slightly restrained, and only a formulaic smile appeared, and she asked softly.
Report to the wife, Mr. Luo is still in the palace, and the king is chatting with him. In addition, there is also Meiren Hu.
The maid lowered her head and said respectfully.
Beauty Hu?Ho~
Mrs. Mingzhu chuckled, and her high heels stepped on the floor tiles, making a crisp sound. Her proud figure and a slim-fitting long skirt made her look really charming.
……
The Han Palace, in the back garden.
Luo Yan was chatting with King An of Han, chatting with Han Fei, and talking about a game.
However, Luo Yan's attention was mostly on the beautiful Hu who was beside King Han. The other party was really soft and had a fox between his eyebrows. He had a graceful figure, fair skin as beautiful as jade, and a pink and white dizzy.
The more he looked at it, Luo Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: If the country is about to perish, there will be a demon.
It’s okay for Mrs. Mingzhu, but now another beauty Hu has escaped.
With Luo Yan's eyesight, it can be easily judged that the beauty Hu in front of her is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.
With King Annaxu's physical condition of sweating while walking, the other party must be unable to suppress this harem filled with demonic energy.
Faced with these bold monsters, only by using the Vajra to suppress the demons can we suppress them.
Sir, it's your turn to make a move.
Beauty Hu stood beside King Han, wearing a pink and white long skirt, and seemed to be able to see the clothes inside. The fox's eyes were gentle as water, blinking slightly, rippling with a sense of intention. Looking at the thinking Luo Yan, she urged Luo Yan to Luo Yan instead of King Han.
The king is better at his skills and admits defeat.
Luo Yan smiled bitterly, and abandoned his son and bowed to Han Wangan.
When Han Wangan heard this, he laughed and was sweating happily. Looking at Luo Yan, he said with a very good attitude: Sir, did you deliberately give in to me?
Playing chess is entertainment, so there is no saying that there is any humility. The king is indeed better than playing.
Luo Yan shook his head slightly and explained.
Is it a win or loss to play chess with someone of Han Wangan?
This is human nature.
Anyway, it’s not good to win. If you lose, you can flatter Han Wangan. Why not do it?
Besides, Luo Yan is really not very good at Go. He only understands the basic rules and is average in his skills. He relies entirely on the short video in his mind to pretend to be an expert at the beginning, and it explodes in the middle and late stages.
You're polite, haha~
Han Wangan gently stroked his beard and smiled, obviously accepting Luo Yan's flattery and in a very good mood.
After all, Luo Yan was very admired by all the civil and military officials in just a few words yesterday.
The effect of flattery depends on who shoots it and how it shoots it under what circumstances.
This is a technical job.
Luo Yan smiled, looked at Meiren Hu, and said: Since you lost to the king, I will make a painting for your wife.
Thank you sir.
When the beauty Hu heard this, she folded her hands around her waist and bowed to her back. She looked at Luo Yan with a pair of smiles, obviously very helpful for Luo Yan's voice.
Just then.
A purple-blue figure slowly came from a distance. As soon as it appeared, it compared beauty Hu. She glanced at everyone present with a full aura and paused on Luo Yan, and finally fell on Han Wangan's body. Her narrow and long eyes moved slightly, and she complained softly:
The gentleman didn't tell me even when he entered the palace. The king was so partial that he only informed his sister.
As the sound fell, Mrs. Mingzhu came slowly in high heels.
The weather is clear and cloudless.
Han Palace, Baifeng Hall.
This is the exclusive hall of Mrs. Mingzhu, which contains incense materials from various places. Mrs. Mingzhu is best at making incense to serve the King of Han. She is deeply loved by King Han. Almost every few days, Han Wangan will come to the Fragrance Hall to experience the new products prepared by Mrs. Mingzhu.
The windows around the hall were covered with curtains to prevent strong light from being exposed, and only faint light fell on the floor.
With these faint lights, you can see the decorations in the hall clearly.
Wooden racks like medicine cabinets are displayed inside them, and each small drawer has its name marked. Judging from the quantity, it is extremely large, not only involving incense, but also Chinese medicine and even poisons.
now.
There is a table near the window. The proud lady Mingzhu is sitting beside her knees, holding a small weight made of pure gold in her hand, and placed on it with the medicinal materials needed. She looks carefully at the scale with a pair of demonic and charming eyes, with a focused expression and a charming posture.
I don't know how long it took.
A maid walked in slowly from outside the hall, her feet seemed to have no sound, and she floated behind Mrs. Mingzhu like a ghost, lowered her head and called in a low voice: Madam.
lay down.
Mrs. Mingzhu still focused on the scale, her thin lips moved lightly, and she said lightly.
The maid bent down respectfully and gently placed the wooden board in her hand on the table beside her. This painting was sent to the palace by Luo Yan today.
With the planks being put down.
A surprise flashed across Mrs. Mingzhu's calm eyes. This was the first time she heard that someone used wooden boards to paint. She was a little curious and couldn't help but pause her hands slightly. Her beautiful eyes looked over. She still had a deep impression of the young man who looked very good yesterday.
On the one hand, it was because of the message from his cousin Xueyihou, and on the other hand, Luo Yan was indeed quite interesting and spoke very nicely.
kindness?!
Soon, Mrs. Mingzhu was attracted by Luo Yan's paintings.
Although he was painted with wooden boards, he depicted the appearance and temperament of Mrs. Mingzhu, with excellent charm and the sense of reality is not comparable to ink paintings.
Ink painting is more suitable for landscape painting.
But sketching is undoubtedly more suitable for painting beauties, such as photo albums...
I didn't expect that he could paint, and his painting skills were so extraordinary~
A hint of surprise flashed across Mrs. Mingzhu's narrow and demonic eyes, staring at herself in the painting, and whispered.
Although she has no interest in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she, who was a noble family, still has some involvement in these things, at least she still has eyesight.
Luo Yan's unique painting skills are obviously not among ordinary painting skills.
At least Mrs. Mingzhu has never seen her before.
Mrs. Mingzhu stretched out her slender fingers and gently brushed across a corner of the wooden board. Suddenly, some black dirt was stained on her fingers, but she didn't care. Her fingertips swayed gently, and finally placed them at the tip of her nose and sniffed them gently, and an accident flashed in her eyes.
This is charcoal~
A demonic smile appeared on the corner of Mrs. Mingzhu's mouth, as if she was more interested in Luo Yan at this moment. As her palm swings gently, a faint purple inner breath spreads, shaking the carbon ash on her fingertips, and instantly, her fingers became clean and white again.
As he slowly got up, his enchanting figure turned, and the purple-blue skirt that was like a blooming flower trembled slightly.
Is that Mr. Luo still in the palace?
The smile on Mrs. Mingzhu's face slightly restrained, and only a formulaic smile appeared, and she asked softly.
Report to the wife, Mr. Luo is still in the palace, and the king is chatting with him. In addition, there is also Meiren Hu.
The maid lowered her head and said respectfully.
Beauty Hu?Ho~
Mrs. Mingzhu chuckled, and her high heels stepped on the floor tiles, making a crisp sound. Her proud figure and a slim-fitting long skirt made her look really charming.
……
The Han Palace, in the back garden.
Luo Yan was chatting with King An of Han, chatting with Han Fei, and talking about a game.
However, Luo Yan's attention was mostly on the beautiful Hu who was beside King Han. The other party was really soft and had a fox between his eyebrows. He had a graceful figure, fair skin as beautiful as jade, and a pink and white dizzy.
The more he looked at it, Luo Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: If the country is about to perish, there will be a demon.
It’s okay for Mrs. Mingzhu, but now another beauty Hu has escaped.
With Luo Yan's eyesight, it can be easily judged that the beauty Hu in front of her is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.
With King Annaxu's physical condition of sweating while walking, the other party must be unable to suppress this harem filled with demonic energy.
Faced with these bold monsters, only by using the Vajra to suppress the demons can we suppress them.
Sir, it's your turn to make a move.
Beauty Hu stood beside King Han, wearing a pink and white long skirt, and seemed to be able to see the clothes inside. The fox's eyes were gentle as water, blinking slightly, rippling with a sense of intention. Looking at the thinking Luo Yan, she urged Luo Yan to Luo Yan instead of King Han.
The king is better at his skills and admits defeat.
Luo Yan smiled bitterly, and abandoned his son and bowed to Han Wangan.
When Han Wangan heard this, he laughed and was sweating happily. Looking at Luo Yan, he said with a very good attitude: Sir, did you deliberately give in to me?
Playing chess is entertainment, so there is no saying that there is any humility. The king is indeed better than playing.
Luo Yan shook his head slightly and explained.
Is it a win or loss to play chess with someone of Han Wangan?
This is human nature.
Anyway, it’s not good to win. If you lose, you can flatter Han Wangan. Why not do it?
Besides, Luo Yan is really not very good at Go. He only understands the basic rules and is average in his skills. He relies entirely on the short video in his mind to pretend to be an expert at the beginning, and it explodes in the middle and late stages.
You're polite, haha~
Han Wangan gently stroked his beard and smiled, obviously accepting Luo Yan's flattery and in a very good mood.
After all, Luo Yan was very admired by all the civil and military officials in just a few words yesterday.
The effect of flattery depends on who shoots it and how it shoots it under what circumstances.
This is a technical job.
Luo Yan smiled, looked at Meiren Hu, and said: Since you lost to the king, I will make a painting for your wife.
Thank you sir.
When the beauty Hu heard this, she folded her hands around her waist and bowed to her back. She looked at Luo Yan with a pair of smiles, obviously very helpful for Luo Yan's voice.
Just then.
A purple-blue figure slowly came from a distance. As soon as it appeared, it compared beauty Hu. She glanced at everyone present with a full aura and paused on Luo Yan, and finally fell on Han Wangan's body. Her narrow and long eyes moved slightly, and she complained softly:
The gentleman didn't tell me even when he entered the palace. The king was so partial that he only informed his sister.
As the sound fell, Mrs. Mingzhu came slowly in high heels.
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