The three palace maids stepped forward, raised the three pieces of drawing paper, and circled the place so that everyone could see clearly what she had drawn on them. Wherever they went, everyone was exclamated.

The envoy of Qi Guo was the closest to her, so when she finished the last painting, she couldn't help but marvel: "You can paint three paintings in such a short period of time, and you can also paint them so lifelike. How did you do it?"

Did it? And I’ve never seen anyone use this thing to paint.”

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the charcoal.

At this time, his eyes were completely filled with shock.

Wushuang drew four people. The first picture was of Qi Luo and the imperial concubine, the second picture was of the envoy of Qi Guo, and the third picture was of the veiled beauty of Qi Guo.

She graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts, so trivial matters such as painting portraits are certainly not a problem for her.

Looking at these ancient people, they immediately respected her.

Qi Luo's expression was very calm, and there was only a hint of smile in his eyes.

The imperial concubine's expression was a little uncertain, and she seemed to find it hard to believe that these three paintings were actually painted by Wushuang.

"There is such a strange person in Daliang. I have a gracious request. Can you please invite this painter to stay in my Qiguo Palace for some time?"

The Qiguo envoy looked at Wushuang affectionately and leaned towards where she was standing.

Qi Luo smiled as handsome as a flower: "This depends on the artist's own wishes. I never like to oppress my own people."

After going around and around, the ball was kicked to her again. Wushuang felt like a mirror, how could this perverted emperor let her go to pray for the country and live a happy life? If Qianlu hadn't been there, Wushuang would have changed his mind and immediately agreed to this.

The request of the Qiguo envoy, as soon as she leaves the palace, who can control what she wants to do?

"Thank you for your support. It's just because my body is not suitable for the long hours of traveling. Don't look at me as fat. In fact, I am very weak. I will feel dizzy and sick as soon as I get on the carriage. I think that when I just left the palace gate, I

I'll be so tired that I fall down, so I'm really sorry that I can't accept your invitation."

Wushuang blinked at the envoy of Qiguo, finished speaking apologetically, and even gave him a sincere salute.

"In this case, I will not force others to make things difficult, but it is a pity that this kind of painting style cannot be passed down to the Qi Kingdom and carried forward." The Qi Kingdom envoy looked quite lonely.

Beauty Qi, who had remained silent, saw that everyone's focus was on this fat woman, and the emperor only praised her a few words without any substantial reward.

"I think it's ok. You can bring these three portraits back to Qiguo. Firstly, you can show off the style of this painter from Daliangguo. Secondly, when my father sees my portrait, it will help him miss me less."

The beauty spoke quietly, which not only showed her determination to stay in Daliang Kingdom, but also her identity. She is the princess of Qi Kingdom. No matter what, you, the Emperor of Daliang Kingdom, cannot give her a concubine title that is too low.
Chapter completed!