Rebirth is not the queen's prostitute Wushuang

One, two, five painting

"It should be for you to draw! But... why is this canvas so tall? What can I draw?"

Shangguan Yingxue also asked in surprise. She walked to Lan Ruoqing and whispered, "It seems that you have been designed by someone. Be careful of everything!"

When Lan Ruoqing heard Shangguan Yingxue's words, she looked at her caring eyes and couldn't help but feel a little affection for her.

I happened to see her necklace pendant running outside her clothes. It was indeed a snowflake, which was exactly the same as Yingxue's.

The eunuch in charge on the stage was urging him again.

Before she could find out the truth, Lan Ruoqing turned around and walked towards the stage.

As she turned around, she left a sentence, a sentence that only Shangguan Yingxue could hear, "Miss Shangguan, do you have a twin sister?"

Shangguan Yingxue was stunned when she heard this, but Lan Ruoqing had already walked onto the stage.

"Lan Ruoqing, the emperor heard that you are good at paintings. He specially ordered you to gather for the ministers today and make a painting." The eunuch in charge said in a whisper.

"Picture?" Lan Ruoqing is now sure that she was indeed framed.

Facing such a tall and large long scroll, Lan Ruoqing really felt a little embarrassed.

Who would patiently watch a person finish painting such a complicated and complicated picture?

Moreover, there is no inspiration at all, how to lift the pen?

Seeing Lan Ruoqing stunned on the stage, the eunuch in charge urged, "Lan Ruoqing, I have prepared a paintbrush for you, please start painting!"

Lan Ruoqing was still standing there, she really didn't know where to start.

The eunuch in charge seemed to be very impatient and urged sharply: "Lan Ruoqing, the emperor asked you to paint, why are you still in a daze? Do you want to resist the order?"

Lan Ruoqing walked helplessly to the front of the scroll and picked up her pen. How should she start writing? She thought.

Suddenly, the ethereal music sounded.

The elegant and beautiful overtones make people enter the artistic conception of rippling blue waves and smoky smoke.

"Xiaoxiang Water Cloud?"

Lan Ruoqing was shocked. Who is helping her?

Looking around, a man in white was sitting in front of a guqin, his agile fingers jumping on the guitar.

The man smiled at her and nodded at her.

Huangfu Haoxuan! It was Huangfu Haoxuan who was helping her!

This is a song that blends emotions and scenes, clouds and water surging, scenery and inner vast feelings are mutually exclusive, with profound meanings.

Cooperating with this situation, you can draw a deep artistic landscape painting.

Lan Ruoqing smiled slightly at Huangfu Haoxuan and already had an idea in her mind.

She has copied this "Xiaoxiang Water Cloud" for many times. On the attic of Tingyu Pavilion, a picture hangs on the wall to the west.

The ups and downs of mountains, the surging clouds and water, the sky light and shadow, and the weather is endless.

Huangfu Haoxuan's melodious and relaxing tune sets off Lan Ruoqing's quiet and profound artistic conception, and the cooperation between the two is so tacit.

The person who suggested that Lan Ruoqing painted did not seem to have thought that in the past three months, Lan Ruoqing had worked hard in light skills. Although she could not compare with Chen Yinuo, she could already jump easily. The painting process of this painting,

It completely combines graceful dance with spiritual leap light body skills.

With Lan Ruoqing's white gauze dress, she looks like a fairy who descended to the earth.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but be stunned. Huangfu Haoxuan's song ended, and Lan Ruoqing's painting was also finished.

In everyone's surprised eyes, Lan Ruoqing bowed and stepped down.