The imperial concubine is always jealous

"The painting is not bad." Tang Fei smiled lightly, "I will accept this painting first, if you are a nobleman, you don't mind."

Chen Rushi bowed sideways, and said shyly, "It's too late for my concubine to be happy if you can win the favor of the empress."

Concubine Yunhuang sneered: "You can talk." Pretentiously, she attracted all the attention of her queen sister.

Tang Fei raised her eyebrows, and changed the topic, "What the imperial concubine said before is correct. It is a serious crime to privately create a portrait of a concubine. This time, I miss you entering the palace for the first time. Regardless of your fault, there must be no second time."

Chen Ru was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Yes, my concubine knew it was wrong."

"Okay, I'm tired too, so I won't be here with you." Tang Fei stood up, "Imperial Concubine?"

Imperial Concubine Yun immediately looked away from Chen Rushi, "Of course the concubine is going with my sister."

Hmph, being able to draw is amazing. When she goes back to draw a few more pictures for the Queen's sister, I don't believe that my sister can still remember a little nobleman.

"Respectful farewell to the empress empress, respectful farewell to the imperial concubine empress." Several women blessed themselves together, and only stood up after Tang Fei and his party walked away.

"Huh..." The woman in the green palace dress exhaled, "I was scared to death just now, why are you so bold like sister?"

"Yes, yes!" The other women also nodded, "The empress is better, and the imperial concubine Yunhuang is too scary. Her eyes were cold just now, as if she had been poisoned. I'm afraid you just said the wrong thing. Offended her."

Chen Rushi withdrew his eyes and smiled slightly at them: "The empress is kind, so why would she care about us."

"However, you are very lucky." Another nobleman said, "You painted the portrait of the queen empress, and the empress not only did not condemn you, but even praised your painting skills——"

When she said this, she looked around carefully: "Sister Ru, did you just know that the empress is going to pass here, so you deliberately mentioned the painting competition?"

Chen Rushi made a dazed look, and then burst out laughing: "Sister Zhao, what are you talking about? I don't know how to figure it out. How could I know that the empress will just come to the imperial garden."

She just took a gamble when she saw the big maid next to the imperial concubine.

"Okay, don't talk about these things in this place, it's not good to spread them later." The woman in pink took back her scroll, "Let's go back first."

"Let's go."

Tang Fei returned to Fengyi Palace, handed the scroll to Qiu Yan, sat in front of the dressing table, took off the hairpin and put it in the box, and her long hair fell down.

Narrator: "Do you still want this portrait?"

Tang Fei raised her eyebrows: "Of course, when I go back, it will be considered an antique price."

The narrator chuckled: "Why wait until you go back, you can exchange it for an antique price now."

Tang Fei: "Oh? How should I say it?"

Narrator: "Through the resale in the mall, there are other higher worlds where such items are rare due to inheritance faults."

Holding a comb in her hand, Tang Fei brushed the ends of her hair, and said, "No, I can't give you this painting, but you can try the others." There are many portraits of the wedding.

The narrator suddenly realized: "That's right, why didn't I think of it before!"

"Because you're stupid."

"You are stupid!"

"Huh?" Tang Fei narrowed her eyes dangerously, and the narrator immediately changed her words: "I didn't mention you."

"Qiu Yan, go get a copy of the portrait of the palace's big wedding." The maids brought up towels, and Tang Fei let the maids remove her armor, and then carefully wiped her hands clean with a wet towel.

"Mother, the portrait you want, this one was drawn by the emperor Ling Luohe." Qiu Yan walked over holding a rectangular wooden box, and the maid at the side stepped forward to open the wooden box, revealing the inside. The scroll comes.

Tang Fei reached out to pick up the scroll, and untied the red string tied on it, the scroll slowly unfolded downwards, and the person in the painting gradually revealed her appearance.

The woman in the painting is wearing a bright red wedding dress, on which a phoenix pattern about to fly is depicted with golden silk thread, and the golden phoenix crown with hollow patterns on her head makes the person in the painting more beautiful and inconspicuous.

Narrator: "Fuck!! This one looks better!" It seems to see lumps of gold ingots flying towards it.

Tang Fei: "..." It's so straightforward and perfect, she's really stupid, expecting the narrator to say that it doesn't exist.

The narrator is still excited: "Just this one, this one is good, the painting is just like the real thing, it will definitely be worth a lot of money!"

Tang Fei was helpless, she really couldn't find any artistic cells from it, "Okay, you can take it later."

Weiyang Palace

"Bring a few more blank sheets of paper here." Concubine Yun's eyebrows were as cold as ice, and her tone was as cold as ice, "What is she, Chen Ru, who dares to show off her three-legged cat's kung fu in front of me."

Wen Ruo reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, you have already drawn six pictures..."

Concubine Yunhuang put down the pen heavily, with a very dissatisfied face: "I just want to show her what is the real painting skill, so that she won't praise all cats and dogs."

Wen Ruo: "..." Because the empress praised her like a noble person, is my mother jealous?

Thinking of this, she also thought of her mother's performance in the past, her heart skipped a beat, she just felt as if she had discovered some secret.

"Why are you still standing there, why don't you hurry up and get it!" Concubine Yun frowned, and the palace servants on the side ran out.

……

"Your Majesty, this is the tenth picture, please rest for a while." Wen Ruo persuaded bitterly.

Concubine Yunhuang carefully drew the last stroke, put the pen on the inkstone, looked at the sweetheart on the painting with satisfaction, and said to Wen Ruo: "When the painting is finished, send it all to Fengyi Palace, and then I will give it to you." It is said that Bengong personally painted it for the empress."

She couldn't believe it, Chen Rushi, that goblin, could still compare to her, and her fish eyes were still pearls. After comparison, her empress could tell.

"Yes." Wen Ruo replied, bringing clear water over to let his mother wash away the ink stained on her hands.

So, in the evening, Tang Fei, who was watching a TV series with the narrator in Fengyi Palace, received a bundle of portraits from Weiyang Palace, and the protagonist in each painting was her.

"This is?" Tang Fei looked at Wen Ruo in confusion.

"Today, my master saw that you liked the portraits made by Mr. Ru very much, but the master felt that Mr. Ru's writing was a bit jerky and could not fully show your majesty's demeanor, so my master specially made a few paintings for you and presented them to your mother." Wen Ruo replied calmly with a calm expression.

Tang Fei: "..." She doesn't understand the world of Dachu. She thought that the paintings of Ru nobles are very good-looking, but now compared with the paintings of Yunhuang and Guifei, they are completely different.

What's more, Yun Huang Guifei easily drew ten such paintings.

"How much can this be exchanged for!" the narrator exclaimed.

The author has something to say: Narrator: Today is also a day to strive to get rich.