Chapter 57 Talented

The deep voice was filled with concern, as if he really believed that the girl was blushing because she was not feeling well.

Ling Qingyan touched her face.

It’s really hot.

"The room is a bit stuffy and hot." Ling Qingyan's expression was sincere.

Chen Chuo was also very understanding and stopped asking questions.

He believes whatever His Highness says.

He would not embarrass His Highness and did not want to leave any bad impression on Ling Qingyan.

The brushes and dyes used for painting were still on the table.

He looked at Mu Xianzhi, who was slowly and carefully putting away the painting on the other side, and asked, "Taifu, were you just teaching His Highness Tang Ning how to paint?"

Chen Chuo asked seemingly unintentionally.

"Well, His Highness Tang Ning is very talented, and his paintings are very beautiful, of a quality that can be treasured in a study."

Mu Xianzhi gave a very high evaluation.

Ling Qingyan felt hot at the base of her ears.

Tell lies with open eyes.

Ling Qingyan clearly didn't even look at it much just now. He was the one guiding her hand to draw the whole thing. She didn't contribute anything except her hand.

"May I have the honor of appreciating Your Highness's paintings?" Chen Chuo met Ling Qingyan's eyes, a smile on his lips and anticipation in his eyes.

"Let's see if His Highness agrees." Mu Xianzi's tone was calm, and his eyes fell lightly on Ling Qingyan.

If Ling Qingyan didn't know what the content of the painting was, she would probably think it was just an ordinary painting appreciation.

But Mu Xianzhi can always talk about crazy things with a calm face.

She seriously suspected that the excessive separation between day and night had driven him insane.

A sense of ordinary madness.

Ling Qingyan gritted her teeth and looked at Mu Xianzhi, like a cat with its fur standing on end. The two exchanged silent glances.

Ling Qingyan had a smile on her face, but if you listened carefully, you could hear the anger in her tone.

"Master, Qingyan's painting skills are poor, so it's inconvenient to show it to Master Shen." She looked at Shen Chuo again, her tone more gentle, "Master Shen, Mansheng's paintings are much better than mine. You can ask your sister for advice on a few of her paintings."

"Okay, then when I learn to paint and have some good works to show off, can I show them to the princess for comments?" Chen Chuo never missed a single opportunity.

A chance to get closer to her.

"certainly."

"no."

The first half of the sentence was agreed by Ling Qingyan with a smile, and the second half was said by Mu Xianzhi behind her.

Ling Qingyan and Shen Chuo looked at Mu Xianzhi with doubtful eyes.

Mu Xianzhi remained calm and said righteously, "Mr. Shen is my student. If you want someone to comment on your painting, you should come to me first, not His Highness."

"Your Highness is very busy, and I also need to practice hard." He said it with reason.

"Students remember this." Shen Chuo did not show any abnormal emotion from beginning to end.

He has been struggling for years to make a living under the hands of all kinds of people, and has long achieved the state of truly keeping his emotions under control.

Whatever he wants the other party to believe, the other party will believe it.

Just like at this moment, the smile on his face was still as bright as spring breeze. He asked Mu Xianzhi seriously and respectfully about the Eighth Prince's question. He controlled himself very well and didn't even glance at people he shouldn't look at.

He made it impossible for people to find fault with him, and he also hid some of his unspeakable thoughts in his heart.

After a long while, Chen Chuo respectfully bowed to Mu Xianzhi.

"Thank you, Master. I am grateful for your guidance!" A look of gratitude appeared on his face, with the shock of sudden enlightenment and respect for Mu Xianzhi.

Ling Qingyan listened for a while and almost fell asleep.

I leaned on my head and felt dizzy, and almost hit my head on the table.

Chen Chuo was walking out. Mu Xianzhi stood up and used his bony hands to block the girl's slowly falling head.

Ling Qingyan felt very comfortable and rubbed it.

She subconsciously felt something was wrong and opened her eyes confusedly, only to see Mu Xianzhi standing in front of her in a white robe, blocking the sunlight.

He was very handsome, and the white clothes he wore made him look very elegant and graceful, with a slender figure like a pine tree and a crane's bones. For a moment, Ling Qingyan felt that he was an immortal banished from heaven, detached from the worldly affairs.

But the next moment, she dismissed the idea.

Whose exiled immortal is painting nude pictures?

He is a wolf in sheep's clothing, and she thinks Mu Xianzhi is a pervert in the skin of a banished immortal.

"Your Highness, am I so hypnotic when I teach?" Mu Xianzhi asked with a smile.

"No, no, no." Ling Qingyan shook her head, "It's definitely not the Master's fault."

"It's the sun's fault. The light is too comfortable. It makes me feel warm and I fell asleep accidentally." Ling Qingyan smiled a little naively and pointed at the sun.

She felt that Duke Chen had really good genes.

Both of them are so smart.

Chen Mansheng is a good student, and Chen Chuo is also a smart and promising person.

Only she couldn't listen at all.

Mu Xianzhi looked at the girl's delicate and cute expression and just smiled. She was so cute that he didn't bother with her.

When Chen Chuo left, he secretly glanced into the house very quickly.

I saw Mu Xianzhi holding the girl's chin.

The pace quickened a bit.

Because I am not that lucky, other people's happiness seems so dazzling and excessive.

God knows how divided he was when Mu Xianzhi was teaching him just now.

While showing respect and gratitude on his face, he hated him in his heart.

But he had no choice.

Even hatred and love cannot be expressed at all, otherwise there will be no recovery.

The other party was not a good guy either, and was very sensitive, so he could only hide, hide, and hide again.

He did not have the strength to compete with them, so he could only be a spectator under the stage. The wonderful love and hate on the stage had nothing to do with him. He could only wait for the opportunity, the opportunity to go on stage.

There will be a turning point.

Of course.

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On May 8, envoys from the country entered the capital.

The envoys from the Li Kingdom will stay in the capital of the Ling Kingdom for a period of time. They come with an imperial decree to ask for the hand in marriage of the Princess of the Great Ling and to establish friendly relations with the Ling Kingdom.

On a moonlit night, the imperial palace was brightly lit and the Taihe Hall Square was ablaze with lights.

Rows of carved tables and chairs are arranged in order, and the tables are placed with exquisite delicacies.

The envoys from the Li Kingdom entered the palace. The leader of the envoys was none other than the third prince of the Li Kingdom, Xiao Yuanzhao. The prince who came this time to ask for the princess' marriage was this Xiao Yuanzhao.

Coming to Ling State in person to propose marriage can be said to be a great honor.

At the palace banquet, the guests were chatting and laughing, and the ministers of the two countries were toasting each other, creating a peaceful scene.

But the princesses in the palace kept lowering their heads. Although the third prince of Li Kingdom was quite good-looking, no one wanted to leave their country to marry into a foreign kingdom.

Ling Qingyan should eat and drink as she pleases. Her father loves Concubine Yuan so much, so it shouldn't be her turn to marry into a foreign clan.

Even if it was really bad luck for her, she didn't have to do anything, as her brother the emperor would definitely not let her leave the palace and marry so far away.

Just like now, normally her position shouldn't be here, next to Ling Zhuoan, but she is sitting here.

Even Princess Fuhua, the daughter of the most honorable queen, did not sit in such a prominent position.

Ling Qingyan said nothing and just kept eating.

Because there were too many eyes above her, watching her intentionally or unintentionally.