The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 308 Tyrant, please be gentle (18)

It is beautifully drawn and looks great.

"Is this painting also painted by him?" Jing Qingran asked.

【Yes. 】Jiuye nodded.

There is no signature or signature on the painting, not even a seal, it is a complete painting.

A few lines of writing were inscribed on it, and the writing was very beautiful.

Seeing this, Jing Qingran nodded in satisfaction.

Afterwards, he put down the picture scroll and went to get another set of scrolls.

This scroll depicts a woman.

This woman is beautiful and beautiful, with picturesque eyebrows.

Because it was painted on it, Jing Qingran looked at the woman.

[Host, this woman looks a lot like you. ] Jiuye said.

It feels that this woman is very similar to Jing Qingran now.

Hearing this, Jing Qingran frowned, she was still staring at the woman in the painting.

This woman is indeed very beautiful, and the appearance of the original owner... quite similar.

After all, it is painted, and it is not a completely realistic painting, there will always be some discrepancies.

This is painted with ink, and the expressions and movements are well drawn...

'Look carefully...it seems to be somewhat similar...' Jing Qingran looked at the painting for a long time and finally came up with this sentence.

【Host, this should have been painted by the master too, and it was painted not long ago. ] Jiuye said.

Jiuye doesn't know everything, there are definitely some things it doesn't know.

Jing Qingran looked at the stand, there seemed to be more scrolls on the stand than half a month ago.

One or two more such feelings.

At this time, the door was opened, and a person walked in.

It was the familiar footsteps again, Jing Qingran gritted her teeth at this moment, what should I do?

"Are you touching my things again?" Only an emotionless voice came from behind.

"Uh..." Jing Qingran was holding the picture scroll in his hand, it was neither good nor bad to let it go.

Because, this picture scroll has already been opened by her.

Jun Ting walked towards this side, and the hair on Jing Qing's back stood on end.

She bit the bullet and turned around, looked at Jun Ting, and smiled at him.

"Your Majesty, the woman in this painting..." Jing Qingran waved the scroll in her hand towards him.

"I don't know." He said lightly.

I don't know... Jing Qingran opened her eyes wide and looked at the emperor.

The emperor reached out to take the scroll from her hand, but he didn't roll the scroll carefully. He rolled the scroll casually, and then threw the loosely rolled scroll back on the stand.

Jing Qingran watched his movements, and in her heart, she didn't feel happy.

It’s hard to be happy!
He rolled this picture scroll, just rolled it casually, and then threw it back...

Depend on!
The emperor said he didn't know each other, what could Jing Qingran say?
Jing Qingran pointed to the woman in the painting and said to him: The person in this painting is obviously me, why don't you recognize him?

However, a painting is a painting after all, not a photo. Even if it is a photo, some people can say that black is white. What can you say?
What if the person in the painting happens to look a lot like Jing Qingran?

Jing Qingran gritted her teeth, feeling really uncomfortable.

"Go to bed," the man said, his voice emotionless.

"Damn!" Jing Qingran leaned lightly on her mouth.

The emperor didn't seem to hear it, and didn't say anything.

At this time, two court ladies came in and waited for them to go to bed.

Give Jing Qingran a haircut, and then undress them.

After loosening the clothes, the emperor waved his hand, and the two maids left.

(End of this chapter)