The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

Zhao Xuanjing said something first, but Xiao Yurong was a bit pity.

He was about to speak, asking the girl Xie to sell the painting, now it's all right, and the prince has taken a step ahead.

But to say that this painting...

The style of painting is the style of his teacher, and they are all so elegant and full of atmosphere.

Zhao Xuzhi's face disappeared at the moment.

"His Royal Highness insulted today, Xu Zhi remembered it." Zhao Xuzhi let go and walked away in embarrassment.

The prince heard the words, but said softly: "How can you be worthy of the position of the county king regardless of respect? It seems that you still need to be well-trained."

Although Zhao Xuzhi got up and left, he heard it too.

The body was a bit stiff.

If one day, the crown prince becomes the throne, there will be no place for him to stand!

Zhao Xuzhi felt bitter in his heart, and Xie Qiao frowned and looked at his painting, a little reluctant. If this painting was painted under the name of Yun Wei, it should be worth a lot of silver, but she is now Xie Qiao, so Can you sell a hundred taels at most?

Poor, she has lost a lot of thoughts.

Also snatched away by the prince.

"I don’t take Miss Xie’s painting for nothing. This painting seems to have not done my best, so the price I gave is lower, two thousand taels, how about it?" The Prince Fu said again, as if he understood her. What to think.

When I first met, I asked her to check the money when she said anything.

At this moment, if he did not pay for such a large painting, Xie Banxian would hate him for ten years. No, maybe even longer.

"Good." Sure enough, Xie Qiaoying was very straightforward and cheerful.

With a smile at the corner of his mouth, the prince rolled up the painting and held it personally along with the small portrait he sketched casually.

As for the one by Zhao Xuzhi... he said he would show it to the emperor... he threw it in Zhou Weizong's arms with disgust.

"..." Zhou Weizong looked innocent.

He also wants to hold Xie Banxian's painting!

This half immortal, have you really seen Xianshan? How else can I draw it!

Hey, it's better to be a prince. Half-xian's talisman can get a lot, and half-xian's painting can't let go.

Xiao Yurong didn't rush to leave, looking at Xie Qiao: "You are very talented, and I want to accept you as a disciple. Are you willing?"

This little girl is a genius.

It's great to be able to draw such a good picture at a young age.

Moreover, she is still the person to take care of.

Accept disciples, very good.

The others couldn't help but exclaimed.

Xiao Yurong is different from Zhao Xuzhi. He has real talents and is the second disciple of Li Shiyan. If he worships him as a teacher, it is equivalent to becoming Li Shiyan's disciple. If you just give pointers or two, it will be enough for others to benefit for a lifetime!

Xie Qiao, good luck!

Xiao Yurong rarely accepts disciples. For so long, he only has a foundation in Chu admonishment. Xie Qiao and her brother Xie Pinghuai are still just a kid!

envy! I really envy it!

And Xiao Yurong was also a little depressed, if the senior sister asked him to take Xie Qiao at first.

Xie Ping has the elm bump, and his temper has grown a bit recently.

At this moment, Xie Qiao was also stupid.

If she should have done so now, she would dare to believe that when the teacher returns, Xiao Yurong will be expelled from the teacher's door!

Xiao Yurong was still looking at her, his eyes were clean and clear, and he would be a good teacher at first sight.

However, Xie Qiao gave a dry laugh, then shook his head: "Master Xiao, I... already have a teacher, so..."

Xiao Yurong was a little disappointed when he heard it, but he didn't care too much: "If that's the case, it's a pity. Your painting is very spiritual. The teacher who wants to come to you is also a master. I don't know who it is? I will also pay a visit. Come personally to ask for advice or two."