Chapter 84 The Reappearance of a Middle-aged Man

I calmly watched the prince of Luoguo take away the painting in my hand and stared at him with a strange face and kept smiling. That painting was my spoof for a while, painting the prince of Luoguo as a charming woman, even dressed in a skirt, with fluttering clothes, holding roses in his hand, turning around and looking back at the picture with a charming image. I don't know if Prince Luoguo will like my paintings?

Sure enough, as I imagined, when Prince Luoguo saw the true face of the painting, he was stunned in an instant, and then looked at me helplessly with a depressed and entangled expression like eating a fly. Before Mr. Ling and the black-clothed guy saw it, he quickly put it away and put it in his sleeve. He turned around as if nothing had happened and walked to another place.

"You two, don't be stunned. Hurry up and look at the paintings of other girls, and then evaluate the ranking." In order to prevent the two of them from questioning, the prince quickly arranged things for them and blocked their mouths. The two looked at each other and knew that the prince didn't want them to see the content of the painting, so they had to resist their curiosity and closed their mouths to taste the paintings of other girls.

It didn't take long for the three people to identify a painting. In the expectant eyes of many girls, after a brief discussion, Mr. Ling consciously stood up and announced the result: "In this game, the Qianmeige Moer girl, the Miaoer girl in Yanyuan, and Xiao Meier in the Red Mansion are the most outstanding. Out!"

In the complicated eyes of these women, Mr. Ling continued to say, "The beautiful picture of Miss Miaoer is not only in line with the identity of the prince, but also shows the majesty vividly. Xiao Meier's playful landscape map also highlights the prince's unruly and affectionate public's wishes.

"Sure enough, the two brothels are more powerful. When it comes to painting, some people can't compare with the quality of the background. Hey... After all, it's difficult to get into the elegant hall."

"That's right. It's still arrogant there for a few days. It's been a long time. It's really self-abandoned!"

I don't know if I was too arrogant before. Many people were looking at me with contemptuous and laughing faces and saying sarcastic words, but I shrugged my shoulders indifferently. Even if I lose, at least I am in the top three in this level. If these women say so of me, doesn't it mean that they are worse and more difficult to be elegant?

In the following discussion, Mr. Ling finally spoke again: "But there are too many paintings of Miss Mo'er, either melancholy, or pride, or pleasure, or majesty. It is hard to imagine that Miss Mo'er can draw so many different images when she saw him for the first time, which simply makes The three of us were amazed, and even some expressions that I haven't seen with the prince for so long.

Mr. Ling shook his head with a wry smile, looked at me with a deep meaning and continued, "Although the paintings of the three people are selected, Miss Mo'er has gained an absolute advantage in time and quantity, and her painting method is unprecedented. It seems to be a new genre created by Miss Mo'er?" In the last sentence, he used a questioning tone.

"Please imagine for yourself." I laughed very shyly and was even a little shy. After all, it was the first time for me to take a school for myself. I was really a little embarrassed, so let them guess by themselves. I said they might not believe it, right? So I won't explain it at all. Is this one of the drawings of another planet to them? I will definitely be regarded as a psychopath.

"How many pictures did she draw?" Finally, someone asked this question reluctantly.

"6 pairs! One of them has been collected by the prince, but even if there are only five paintings left, it is far beyond everyone. I know you don't believe it. I will send you the remaining five paintings of Mo'er girl.

It was only after the paintings were seen by everyone that they believed this fact and looked at me with incredible eyes, especially the ones who satirized me the most just now, and lowered their heads in shame. We lost again!" Miao'er looked at me with a smile, as if she had thought of this result for a long time: "Such a simple line makes the prince vivid. We are not unjustly defeated. Congratulations to Miss Mo'er for winning the first place in the Poetry Club."

After Miao'er said this, the whole hall fell into silence. After a while, Xiao Meier from the Red Mansion also nodded and smiled at me: "Congratulations on Miss Moer for winning the first place in the competition." Then the sound was like a firing order during the game. All the girls said to me almost at the same time, "Congratulations to Miss Moer for winning the first place in the Poetry Club." That scene... How spectacular? A crisp voice makes me feel comfortable all over.

I looked back at the three judges with some embarrassment. I saw that the guy surnamed Ling and the black clothes were okay. The prince had been looking at me with an anxious face for a long time. When he saw me looking at them, he subconsciously touched his sleeves with the painting.

I said it's a pity. If the painting is taken out, it will definitely be on fire. Maybe it will make these self-prouded top girls die of obscenity. This is not exaggerated at all. I also found out after painting. The prince's face is very neutral, and the female painting I drew is really beautiful. I also believe that if the prince dresses up as a woman, he will also be a beautiful woman.

"It seems that Mo'er's first poem this time is really well-deed. Congratulations, Miss Mo'er!" The prince is still gentle, although I always feel that the way he looks at me is very abnormal, and it seems that there is something else in it, which makes me feel a little creepy.

"The same joy and joy depend on their modesty." I praised my expression quickly, but my mouth kept being humble. This made the three of them roll their eyes at me helplessly.

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The vigorous brothel poetry will win all the championships under my "accidentary" situation, and Qian Meige is also completely angry. According to Sun Erniang's statistics, the turnover has increased by at least 20%, which makes her, a financial fan, almost happy.

More people come to admire my name, trying to see my true face, and even start auctioning. Those who plan to get it at a high price don't want a night's spring night, but just want to see the true face. There is only one consequence of such a scene, that is, Sun Erniang began to chase my buttocks and wants to discuss with me about the auction of my face. If it hadn't been for my strong endurance, I would have strangled Sun Erniang 10,000 times. Well, can I sell this? Besides, their prices are too cheap...

After this battle, my position in Qianmei Pavilion was also completely established. The girls who were only in awe of me because of my medical skills also began to have a new feeling of looking at me, and there was a faint feeling of worship. After all, because of me, the whole Qianmei Pavilion became popular. Their lives And the treatment has improved a lot.

Of course, not everyone obeys me and likes me. For example, the rouge that I almost forgot, and the women who were taught by me last time, are just that I have been in the limelight recently, and they are more knowledgeable and did not come to provoke me.

However, just as I was tasting fragrant tea and shaking the fan to summarize the recent harvest, a gust of wind blew, and a black figure appeared in front of me without warning. It was the middle-aged man who poisoned me and forced me to sell myself to the brothel in the imperial capital.

"Do you live a very moist life?" The middle-aged man's tone has a trace of sarcasm.

Shit, who are you laughing at? Who is the one who sold herself to a brothel? How dare you laugh at me? Besides, I didn't sell my body. What's so funny about surviving by my ability? Besides, what about a woman who has sold her body? Who is willing to degenerate? At least they also eat by themselves, which is much better than corrupt officials searching for people's fat and people's ointment and bullying the weak.

I glanced at him and continued to drink tea. Then I said slowly to him with a leisurely face, "Oh, my lord, which gust of wind blew in? Did you flash your snake-like bucket waist?

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and his face suddenly became gloomy: "What? You seem to be dissatisfied with me? Don't want to see me?"

"How dare you? After all, the poison on my body hasn't been untied. How dare I not welcome it? It's been 2 months. If you don't show up, I suspect that I'm going to be poisoned to death." I said strangely, but the dissatisfaction on my face can be seen as long as I'm not blind.

"Don't worry, you are the only person who has hope to be close to the prince so far. I won't let you die. That medicine can guarantee that you will be fine for at least 3 months." A trace of pride and excitement flashed in the eyes of the man in black when he mentioned that I was approaching the prince. Although it was fleeting, it was clearly caught by me. This guy seems to be very happy, as for it?

"Why on earth did you let me get close to him?" That prince is still good. At least so far, I still like him very much. Although the contact time is still very short, I don't want to accidentally kill a person who is likely to be a good person. It's better to ask clearly. At that time, if I want to turn against the throne or something, I will have a bottom in my heart.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I mentioned this question, the middle-aged man who was originally a little happy suddenly got a straight face: "Don't ask about this. This is an antidote, which can detoxify for three months. I advise you not to think about it, otherwise no one can save you." After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around and left. In the blink of an eye, he flashed out of the window and disappeared.

I walked to the window and looked around, and then looked down at the bustling street downstairs. I couldn't help thinking of a famous advertising slogan on the earth in my previous life: hurry to come and go...