The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 307 Tyrant, please be gentle (17)

The next moment, Jun Ting raised his foot, turned around and left.

Jing Qingran frowned again, not quite understanding what the emperor meant.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?" Jing Qingran asked.

"Be back soon," he said.

"Uh..." Jing Qingran looked at his back.

The emperor's back was beautiful, his figure was slender and straight, like a bamboo.

'Jiuye, what is he going to do? Jing Qingran asked Jiuye in his heart.

[Host, I don't know either. 】 Jiuye waved his hand.

'He... still, will he come back? 'Jing Qingran asked.

Although, he said, he will be back soon, but who knows if he will come back?

[Should be back, the master rarely lies. 】 Jiuye said, it has confidence in its master.

"Uh..." Jing Qingran let out another uh.

'It's so late, what is he going to do? '

Jiuye still didn't know, and didn't know how to answer her.

'Forget it, he's gone, I'm more comfortable staying here alone. Jing Qingran said, waving his hands.

【Host, the master will come back. ] Jiuye said.

It seemed that she was afraid of what would happen to Jing Qingran.

It's so late, and its owner has to go out, leaving Jing Qingran here alone...

'Let's talk about it when he comes back. Jing Qingran waved his hand, looking a little indifferent.

Then, Jing Qingran walked to the shelf, there were still several sets of scrolls on the shelf, Jing Qingran reached out to pick up a set of scrolls, and opened it to read.

This scroll is not the one she looked at last time, but another one.

Open this set of scrolls, inside is a painting, a splash-ink landscape painting, which is very artistic.

Shouldn't such a painting be hung up so that it can be admired at any time?Why roll it up?Jing Qingran thought in her heart.

[Everyone has their own preferences for this kind of thing, and the master doesn't like to hang up the paintings. ] Jiuye said.

'However, this painting is really good, who painted it? 'Jing Qingran asked.

[This painting was painted by the master. ] Jiuye said.

'Did he draw it? Jing Qingran frowned, unable to believe it!
He draws... so well...

Moreover, isn't his character very cruel? How could a cruel person draw such artistic landscape paintings?

Painting can also reveal a person's inner realm.

[The master's character is indeed cruel, but it doesn't mean that the master can't draw such a picture. ] Jiuye said.

'It's really hard to judge people by their appearances. 'Jing Qingran said.

[The master's appearance is not bad...] Jiuye said.

'You can't just look at people on the surface. 'Jing Qingran said again.

This time, Jiuye nodded in agreement.

Jing Qingran looked at this painting for a long time, appreciating it carefully and slowly.

'Unexpectedly, the emperor's painter is so good. ' Jing Qingran said in his heart.

[As long as the master is willing, there is nothing the master can't do well. ] Jiuye said.

Jing Qingran did not refute this sentence, and nodded in agreement: "You are right." '

After a long time, Jing Qingran slowly rolled up the painting, rolled it up, and put it back.

Jing Qingran looked at it, then reached out to pick up a scroll and opened it.

On this scroll, there is still a painting, an ink painting, and this ink painting is colorful.

The painting is a landscape, a landscape with colors.

(End of this chapter)