Qin Shi Luo Net People

Chapter 98

The next day.

The weather was clear and cloudless.

Hanwang Palace, Hundred Fragrance Hall.

This is the exclusive hall belonging to Mrs. Mingzhu, in which there are incense materials from various places, and Mrs. Mingzhu is best at making hundred incense to serve Han Wang. It is deeply loved by Han Wangan. I will come to Baixiang Temple to experience the new products prepared by Mrs. Mingzhu.

The windows around the hall are covered by curtains to prevent strong light from shining, and only faint light falls on the floor.

With these faint lights, the furnishings in the hall can be seen clearly.

Each wooden frame like a medicine cabinet is displayed inside, and each small drawer is marked with a name. From the perspective of quantity, it is extremely large, not only involving incense, but also Chinese medicine and even poison.

now.

There is a table near the window, and the proud Mrs. Mingzhu is sitting on her knees, holding a small weight made of pure gold, on which the required medicinal materials are placed, and a pair of demon-like eyes are carefully looking at the table. Looking at the scale, his expression is focused, and his posture is enchanting and charming.

I do not know how long it has been.

A maid came in slowly from outside the hall, her footsteps seemed to be silent, she floated behind Mrs. Mingzhu like a ghost, lowered her head, and called softly: "Madam."

"lay down."

Mrs. Mingzhu still focused on the scale, her thin lips moved lightly, and said lightly.

The maid bent down respectfully, and gently placed the wooden board in her hand on the table beside her. This painting was sent to the palace by Luo Yan today.

With the boards being lowered.

A flash of surprise flashed across Mrs. Mingzhu's calm and beautiful eyes. It was the first time she had heard that someone used wooden boards for painting. She was a very good-looking young man, and she still left a deep impression on her.

On the one hand, it was because of the letter sent by his cousin Xue Yihou, and on the other hand, Luo Yan was really interesting, and his words were nice.

"kindness?!"

Soon Mrs. Mingzhu was attracted by Luo Yan's paintings.

Although it is painted with wooden boards, it depicts Mrs. Mingzhu's appearance and temperament with excellent charm, and that kind of realism is not comparable to that of ink painting.

Ink painting is more suitable for painting landscapes.

But sketching is undoubtedly more suitable for drawing beauties, such as photo albums. . . .

"I didn't expect him to really be able to paint, and his painting skills are so extraordinary~"

Mrs. Mingzhu's narrow and seductive eyes flashed a flash of surprise, she stared at herself in the painting, and said softly.

Although she has no interest in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she is still involved in these aristocratic backgrounds, at least she still has eyesight.

Luo Yan's unique painting skills are obviously not among the usual ones.

At least Mrs. Pearl has never seen it.

Mrs. Mingzhu stretched out her slender fingers, and gently brushed the corner of the wooden board. Immediately, some black dirt was stained on her fingers, but she didn't care. There was a flash of surprise.

This turned out to be charcoal~
A seductive smile appeared on the corner of Mrs. Mingzhu's mouth. It seemed that she was more interested in Luo Yan at this moment. When the palm was gently swayed, the faint purple inner breath rippling, shaking all the carbon dust on the fingertips, instantly Fingers became clean and white again.

As she stood up slowly, her enchanting figure turned, and the purple-blue skirt that looked like a blooming flower trembled slightly.

"Is that Mr. Luo still in the palace?"

The smile on Mrs. Mingzhu's face was slightly restrained, only showing a formulaic smile that seemed to be there, and asked softly.

"Reporting to Madam, that Mr. Luo is still in the palace, and the king is chatting with him. Besides, there is Hu Meiren."

The maid lowered her head and said respectfully.

"Hu Meiren? Huh~"

Mrs. Mingzhu chuckled, and her high-heeled shoes made a crisp sound as she stepped on the floor tiles. Her proud figure paired with that slim long skirt was really seductive.

. . . . . . . .

Han Palace, in the back garden.

Luo Yan was drinking tea and chatting with Han Wangan, chatting about Han Fei, and talking about it by the way.

However, most of Luo Yan's attention was on Hu Meiren beside Han Wang'an. She was really soft and charming, with a vicious look between her brows. Powdery white halo.

The more he looked at it, Luo Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: when a country is about to perish, there must be evildoers.

It's okay for Mrs. Mingzhu, and now another Hu beauty has come out.

With Luo Yan's eyesight, it can be easily judged that the Hu beauty in front of him is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Based on Han Wang Anxu's physical condition, which is sweating even when he walks, the other party must not be able to suppress this evil harem.

In the face of these daring evildoers, only the method of subduing demons can be suppressed.

"Sir, it's your turn."

Standing beside Han Wang'an, Hu Meiren was wearing a long pink and white dress. She seemed to be able to see the clothes inside. Her foxy eyes were as gentle as water, watching Luo Yan, blinking slightly, rippling with charm, looking at Luo Yan in thought. Luo Yan, instead of Han Wangan, urged Luo Yan.

"Your Majesty is superior, I admit defeat."

Luo Yan gave a wry smile, set aside his abandoned son, and surrendered to Han Wangan.

Han Wangan also laughed when he heard the words, he was sweating happily, looked at Luo Yan, and said with a very good attitude: "Could it be that Mister is deliberately humble?"

"Playing chess is entertainment, how can there be any humility, the king is indeed superior, and it is not as good as playing~"

Luo Yan shook his head slightly and explained.

Playing chess with a person of Han Wangan's level, is this a win or a loss?

Here is the sophistication of the world.

It's no good to win anyway, but you can flatter Han Wangan if you lose, so why not do it.

What's more, Luo Yan is really not very good at Go. He only understands the basic rules and his skills are average.

"Sir, you are welcome, haha~"

Han Wangan stroked his beard and smiled, obviously accepting Luo Yan's flattery, and he was in a great mood.

After all, Luo Yan's few words yesterday made all the civil and military officials admire him very much.

The effect of flattery also depends on who shoots and how to shoot under what circumstances.

This is a technical job.

Luo Yan smiled, looked at Hu Meiren, and said, "Since I lost to the king, I will make a painting for my wife."

"Thank you sir."

When Meiren Hu heard this, she folded her hands on her waist, bowed to return the salute, and looked at Luo Yan with a pair of seductive eyes with a smile, obviously very useful to Luo Yan's wife.

at this time.

A purple-blue figure slowly approached from a distance. As soon as it appeared, it outmatched Hu Meiren. It glanced at the crowd with full aura, paused on Luo Yan, and finally landed on Han Wangan. On the body, the long and narrow beautiful eyes moved slightly, and complained softly:

"Sir, he didn't even tell me when he entered the palace. Your Majesty is so biased that he only notified my sister."

As the voice fell, Mrs. Mingzhu came slowly on her high heels.

(End of this chapter)