After the traditional Chinese painting master finished painting the painting in his hand, he smiled and said to Mu Zhao: "Please ask the princess to set a pose."
Mu Zhao slumped on the sedan chair, holding the refreshments on the stone table in his hand.
"That's it, I can't make a good-looking pose at the moment."
"yes"
The master of traditional Chinese painting glanced at Mu Zhao from time to time, then lowered his head and started painting.
Occasionally, when she met Mu Zhao's eyes, his eyes were also open and open, making Mu Zhao feel that he seemed to treat her like a flower.
She nodded secretly, she was greedy for money but not lustful, and she was very professional.
Mu Zhao's painting was completed quickly.
The master of traditional Chinese painting said: "You need to let it dry first, and then you can take out the painting after half an hour."
"Okay, thank you very much. Do you need me to move the other ladies?"
After Mu Zhao finished speaking, Chuntao didn't direct anyone to move.
It's not that she didn't wink, but since the princess asked, she didn't want to move, otherwise she would have given her direct orders.
Concubine De said with a smile: "It's not convenient for the princess to move it. Please ask our traditional Chinese painting master to move it."
"Easy to say." The traditional Chinese painting master's easel shifted slightly.
The other empresses also stood or sat beside Mu Zhao one after another.
Mu Zhao also chatted awkwardly with Concubine De.
At noon, I also had lunch with Concubine De.
In the afternoon, I stayed until sunset, but I didn't find any flaws in this traditional Chinese painting master.
There is only the last lady left in line to draw.
Mu Zhao yawned and was about to tell Chuntao to put away the paintings and pick up the sedan to go home when he suddenly discovered something unusual about the master of traditional Chinese painting.
That is...he would watch the other concubines take their poses, and occasionally give some pointers.
But the lady beside her had been standing for a long time, but he kept his head down and showed no reaction.
Mu Zhao understood that most of the people who ranked last had little status, and it was understandable that they were treated differently by the masters of traditional Chinese painting.
But she couldn't help but look up.
This empress's jaw line is round and smooth. They say that beauty is in the bones and not in the skin. They also say that you can tell the whole story just by looking at one spot.
Mu Zhao felt that the appearance of this empress was indistinguishable.
She wanted to know what the empress looked like. Just when she was about to call out, she heard the empress say softly: "Master of traditional Chinese painting, I'm fine."
"Um."
Mu Zhao heard the traditional Chinese painting master's voice calm, but there was also a hint of trembling.
Mu Zhao noticed something unusual and immediately looked towards the master of traditional Chinese painting.
After a while, the master of traditional Chinese painting raised his head and glanced at the empress.
Then, Mu Zhao saw that the traditional Chinese painting master's eyes, which had been calm all day, were now fluctuating a bit seriously.
But it was only in one moment, and in the next moment, he collected all the emotions in his eyes.
Then start painting.
The moment he picked up the pen, he was a little shaken, but perhaps because of his professionalism, when he started dipping in the ingredients, his hand became very steady again.
Mu Zhao smiled, this Chinese painting master and this empress are not simple.
She lay back again and even closed her eyes
If her guess was correct, the Chinese painting master's painting might have taken a little longer this time.
Seeing Mu Zhao close his eyes, Concubine De breathed a sigh of relief.
The little ancestor finally closed her eyes, her face turned sour from smiling.
Logically speaking, as a concubine, she can have a perfect excuse to leave even if the princess is in His Majesty's eyes.
But her nephew wants to be a general, especially the general of the Mu family army.
As for her, if she made Mu Zhao happy, then her nephew would have hope of joining the Mu family army.
Therefore, other concubines can also go and look at their paintings and discuss them with their good sisters.
She stayed with Mu Zhao all the time.
Fortunately, this little ancestor is very energetic. I don’t know what kind of wind blew today that kept her here for so long.
And...I also look at the masters of traditional Chinese painting from time to time.
Concubine De suddenly felt blessed. This... the princess could not have fallen in love with the master of traditional Chinese painting, right?
Then she shook her head, this is impossible, right?
But... Mu Zhao is a master that even eunuchs can like.
She looked at the master of traditional Chinese painting again. Although the master was past his age, he still looked upright and had a scholarly and elegant aura.
Maybe Mu Zhao really fell in love with it? This chapter has been completed!