King Nan's face suddenly turned ugly.
Unexpectedly, he underestimated the princess's ability to talk.
Qian Dai sneered in her heart, and before Nan Wang could speak, she continued: "Although the proposal of the little princess can indeed prove that I am not lying, after all, I am the direct princess of Chu State, and I represent the face of Chu State, so I can't It is impossible to do anything to humiliate the royal family for your own sake."
With her beautiful face and calmness, people can't help but be impressed by her unfazed temperament.
At this moment, her nobility and pride are fully displayed in front of others.
Her beautiful face and the dazzling light radiating from her body make people feel ashamed.
They just feel that she was born noble and no one can have half the honor of her. , at this time, if anyone said that she was dirty and unworthy of being a princess, they would definitely be scolded.
Qian Dai didn't notice the changes in the eyes of the people present.
She still looked at Yang Sitian and smiled slightly, "So it's a pity that I can't accept the princess's proposal."
After hearing Qian Dai's words, Yang Sitian came back to his senses from Qian Dai's noble temperament that made people feel ashamed.
He looked at her calm and graceful face again, unwillingness flashed in his eyes, "What did the princess say?
Princess always...
Provide convincing evidence.”
"That's what the princess said."
Qian Dai nodded, remained silent for a while, and finally said softly: "How about this, how about I draw it?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.
They all looked up at the quiet woman who had slowly stood up.
Her face was calm and without a trace of emotion.
For some reason, everyone present was stunned.
This shows her slight pride.
"Dair, you have lost your memory, can you still paint?"
At this time, Murong Nalan said with some worry, and even if she had not lost her memory, she had never heard that she could paint.
Qian Dai smiled slightly and said, "Father, don't worry.
A few days ago, Dai'er practiced calligraphy in the study every day.
She felt a familiar feeling when she picked up the pen.
There is no problem in painting."
In her previous life, she had learned painting from an artist.
Although it was oil painting, she had also learned other things.
Now it was just painting, which was nothing to her.
Her calmness made Murong Nanglan feel inexplicably at ease in his heart.
Seeing her confident look, Murong Nonglan was no longer worried.
He glanced at Nan Wang and Yang Sitian, his eyes filled with dark light, "Dai'er Just try your best, no one will care even if your painting is not good.”
"Thank you, Father."
Qian Dai nodded lightly.
"Since the princess said she wanted to paint, let's start."
Yang Sitian looked at Qian Dai's calm face with a trace of jealousy flashing in his eyes.
Qian Dai seemed not to notice Yang Sitian's expression and waved to Ling'er, "Ling'er, go get the box on my dressing table."
"Yes."
Ling'er nodded and immediately went to get it.
After a while, Ling'er walked up to Qian Dai holding a small box.
Qiandai took it slowly, with a smile on her face.
She was really not used to using brushes, so she drew the drawings and found someone to make this set of equipment.
There were various things in it, of course.
There are charcoal pencils and drawing pens.
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Seeing a rare smile on Qian Dai's face, everyone was surprised.
They all stretched their necks to look at the box in Qian Dai's hand to see what was inside, but Qian Dai was already on top. , so naturally they can't see anything.
Qiandai naturally noticed their curiosity, but she was not in the habit of revealing her secrets to others, but she didn't hide anything.
It was just a set of tools, so she turned a blind eye to their looks.
She rummaged through the box and finally found a pen that suited her needs.
She picked it up gently, looked at it carefully, raised her eyebrows with satisfaction, and then took out a plate inside and put the pen she had prepared before.
The paints are laid out one by one.
At the same time, a chamberlain had already brought up a screen with a white paper on it.
She walked to the screen, holding the charcoal pencil in her right hand, and then slowly closed her eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, just when everyone thought she couldn't write, her right hand moved, in a fluid movement, skillfully as if Practiced thousands of times.
Soon the rough outline of a beautiful woman revealed her beautiful figure.
Looking at her painting work, many people looked disappointed.
It was sparse and ordinary, with nothing outstanding at all.
"The princess actually has her eyes closed."
A girl suddenly exclaimed in the suddenly silent hall.
People subconsciously looked at the source of the sound, and then the girl realized her gaffe and covered her mouth with a pale face.
Everyone had no intention of pursuing the matter, but was shocked by what she said.
Then they turned their attention to the silent and unmoving woman above, and saw that she had her eyes closed as the girl said.
Although everyone was shocked.
She can paint with her eyes closed , but what’s more in my heart is disappointment, because the rough outline of the woman in the painting has been revealed.
The black and white outline really doesn’t show anything outstanding, not to mention the arrogance and determination, coquettishness and sophistication that Qian Dai described before.
Painting is not even up to average.
At the beginning, many people found it boring and turned away.
It was obvious that such a painting could not explain anything, let alone the fairy in the dream that Qian Dai was talking about.
Yang Sitian's face started to look proud.
She thought she had some abilities before, but it turned out that she was only good at talking.
Yang Jinchen's emotions were complicated.
In his heart, he wanted to break the pride of the Shen Jing woman, but he didn't want to be in this situation, so he could only watch the Shen Jing back quietly.
Murong Ye looked at the woman who was still sketching the portrait in detail with worried eyes.
Whether it was for the royal family's face or selfish reasons, he didn't want to embarrass her.
Maybe he recognized her as his sister.
He cast a faint glance at the culprit who caused all these troubles, and saw that he was just sitting there quietly from beginning to end, with an indifferent arc at the corner of his mouth, like an immortal standing in the clouds, which makes people look forward to it. pole.
Muran Nalan silently saw everyone's expressions in his eyes.
No matter what others thought, he believed in Qian Dai.
Since she proposed to paint, she must have her reasons.
He only needed to wait quietly. .
After a while, when the character was roughly sketched, Qian Dai slowly opened her eyes, looked at the silhouette of the character on the screen, and carefully corrected it again, then put down the charcoal in her hand and held up the character with her left hand.
A colorful plate, with a pen dipped in paint in his right hand to draw.
After a while, a woman in a flamboyant red dress with fluttering clothes appeared on the screen.
Under a full moon, she stood proudly and resolutely in a sea of red flowers.
The red color was as coquettish as fire, and it suddenly burned.
It burned everyone's eyes
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