Qi Fei went there. When the people from the Interior Office saw that it was her again, although she didn't say anything bad, she looked at those expressions, and looked at her expressions. Qi Fei was just thinking about her own affairs, ignored her, and walked back with a lacquer plate. She remembered the painter and couldn't help but turn into the imperial garden. She was looking forward to seeing the emperor and the queen, but unlike the TV show, it was very quiet and a bit disappointing the flowers and plants.

The painter is really still there today. Qi Fei quietly walked to his side, but he painted a few bamboos, dancing with the wind.

"Today's brushwork is concise, but it is full of charm, and it belongs to one or two." Qi Fei sincerely appreciated it. Although it is a little different from Wu Daozi and others, it also has his style. I just don't know if his paintings can be passed down from generation to generation.

Of course, whether it is flowing or not, there is definitely no Eastern Saint Dynasty in modern times.

"I'm very pleased to be able to get your recognition." The painter knew it was her without even looking back.

"You are polite, I'm just talking nonsense."

"If you talk nonsense, I'm afraid no one in this world will dare to tell the truth in front of me."

"What? Are you very fierce? Why no one dares to tell you the truth?" Qi Fei said with a smile, regardless of whether her actions matched her image.

The man turned his head and Qi Fei's heart moved. Today, he looked closely and saw that this man was really beautiful. His eyebrows were neither thick nor light, his nose was high, his eyes were gentle, his ink hair was golden crown, and his whole body was refreshing and gentle, just like the spring weather, which made people feel warm and not scary at all. How could such a person not tell the truth to him?

The man curled his lips lightly and a smile appeared on his face: "Your name is Xiaofangzi?"

"Yes, do you know my name? Then what are your name?" Qi Fei was not at all a foreigner. She sat down on the chair opposite him. In her eyes, the court painters were just working like them.

"Dunmu Xiyan."

"The last name is Duanmu? It sounds nice."

"Don't you know me?"

"I'll know you now." Qi Fei smiled, "Although you are not the biggest person I have ever met, you are the kindest one. By the way, if I encounter trouble in the future, can I ask you for help?"

Duanmu Xiyan looked at her with a slight surprise, but she still nodded: "Okay."

"The answer was so pleasant. Of course, if you have something to do in the future, you can also find me, but my ability is limited."

"Okay." Duanmu Xiyan said another ok, leaned forward and stared at Qi Fei's eyes, "Are you really a man?"

"Of course not."

The other party was obviously stunned, with a beautiful brow rising, staring at her, just about to speak.

Qi Fei smiled: "I am an eunuch."

Duanmu Xiyan smiled, with a deep meaning in her eyes: "Just know."

What's good? Qi Fei's heart moved, and he saw that his daughter was. Perhaps the person who painted naturally had his own opinions on the proportion of bones.

Qi Fei got up, she was already in chaos, so it would be better to cause less trouble: "You draw slowly, I'll leave."

"...Are you still here tomorrow?" Duanmu Xiyan asked softly behind her.

"Is there anything wrong?" Qi Fei turned around.

"Oh, just ask." Duanmu Xiyan smiled, and Qi Fei left. Duanmu Xiyan did not retract her gaze. She pulled a smile on the corner of her mouth. The two eunuchs disguised from the dark came out again. Today they were covered with feathers, like two turkeys. Duanmu Xiyan looked at them, and then looked at the direction of Qi Fei's disappearance, and sighed. Qi Fei went. When the people from the Interior Office saw that it was her again, although they did not say anything bad, they looked at those expressions, and looked at those expressions. Qi Fei was only thinking about her own affairs, ignored them, and walked back with a lacquer plate. He remembered the painter and couldn't help turning into the imperial garden. She was looking forward to seeing the emperor and the queen, but unlike the TV show, it was very quiet and a bit disappointing the flowers and plants.

The painter is really still there today. Qi Fei quietly walked to his side, but he painted a few bamboos, dancing with the wind.

"Today's brushwork is concise, but it is full of charm, and it belongs to one or two." Qi Fei sincerely appreciated it. Although it is a little different from Wu Daozi and others, it also has his style. I just don't know if his paintings can be passed down from generation to generation.

Of course, whether it is flowing or not, there is definitely no Eastern Saint Dynasty in modern times.

"I'm very pleased to be able to get your recognition." The painter knew it was her without even looking back.

"You are polite, I'm just talking nonsense."

"If you talk nonsense, I'm afraid no one in this world will dare to tell the truth in front of me."

"What? Are you very fierce? Why no one dares to tell you the truth?" Qi Fei said with a smile, regardless of whether her actions matched her image.

The man turned his head and Qi Fei's heart moved. Today, he looked closely and saw that this man was really beautiful. His eyebrows were neither thick nor light, his nose was high, his eyes were gentle, his ink hair was golden crown, and his whole body was refreshing and gentle, just like the spring weather, which made people feel warm and not scary at all. How could such a person not tell the truth to him?

The man curled his lips lightly and a smile appeared on his face: "Your name is Xiaofangzi?"

"Yes, do you know my name? Then what are your name?" Qi Fei was not at all a foreigner. She sat down on the chair opposite him. In her eyes, the court painters were just working like them.

"Dunmu Xiyan."

"The last name is Duanmu? It sounds nice."

"Don't you know me?"

"I'll know you now." Qi Fei smiled, "Although you are not the biggest person I have ever met, you are the kindest one. By the way, if I encounter trouble in the future, can I ask you for help?"

Duanmu Xiyan looked at her with a slight surprise, but she still nodded: "Okay."

"The answer was so pleasant. Of course, if you have something to do in the future, you can also find me, but my ability is limited."

"Okay." Duanmu Xiyan said another ok, leaned forward and stared at Qi Fei's eyes, "Are you really a man?"

"Of course not."

The other party was obviously stunned, with a beautiful brow rising, staring at her, just about to speak.

Qi Fei smiled: "I am an eunuch."

Duanmu Xiyan smiled, with a deep meaning in her eyes: "Just know."

What's good? Qi Fei's heart moved, and he saw that his daughter was. Perhaps the person who painted naturally had his own opinions on the proportion of bones.

Qi Fei got up, she was already in chaos, so it would be better to cause less trouble: "You draw slowly, I'll leave."

"...Are you still here tomorrow?" Duanmu Xiyan asked softly behind her.

"Is there anything wrong?" Qi Fei turned around.
Chapter completed!