"Your Majesty, please look."
Before Su Man could finish speaking, Jing Chengyan came over.
There was a landscape painting on the paper. The special thing was that there was a temple on the mountain, and only the shadow of an old monk was carrying water.
Su Man looked at Jing Chengyan, waiting for him to continue questioning.
However, Jing Chengyan did not move, but continued to look at the painting with a frown.
Su Man: Could it be that he really came here to see the paintings?
She asked tentatively, "What does Your Majesty think of this painting?"
Jing Chengyan was waiting for this sentence and immediately started to find fault.
What, not enough white space, the characters are not vivid enough...
After he finished talking about all sorts of nonsense, no one would even want the painting if he gave it to someone to use as a doormat.
Su Man couldn't understand what Jing Chengyan was thinking, so she could only respond casually, "Your Highness has a keen eye and great talent. I admire you."
Jing Chengyan felt relieved, but he didn't forget to give a final smear, "I guess that scholar must have been praising himself to the skies, which is why Man'er mistakenly believed that he was some great scholar."
He rolled his eyes and said, "I just happened to be free, how about I draw a picture for you?"
Su Man paused for a moment before she understood what Jing Chengyan meant by bringing pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
After figuring out the whole story, Su Man was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
She was playing the scheming role, while he was concentrating on being sweet and loving. They were completely on different wavelengths.
Su Man was helpless, "Your Majesty, I have something to tell you."
Jing Chengyan snorted, "I draw very quickly. Please sit at the dressing table for a while."
Su Man raised her eyebrows, "You want to draw me."
Jing Chengyan's ears reddened, his eyes looking expectant, "Is it okay?"
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