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Chapter 328 But that's it
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Beauty is beauty, but it is just a layman.

Glancing at Gao Ci'er's proud expression, her beautiful eyes were filled with disappointment.

It is said that Mo Qing and Ye Qing are superior, but when she saw her today, she didn't think so.

The appearance is beautiful, but the temperament makes her very unhappy.

No matter how you look at it, she looks like those beautiful concubines of the emperor's father in Tianxue Palace, who are pampered because of a little bit of beauty or petting.

The first impression was greatly discounted by Gao Ci'er's momentary complacency.

She thought that a woman who did such rebellious behavior as Hugh would be very different, but now it seems that she is not too different from ordinary women.

"Princess Concubine, she really is the beauty of the city." Wen Ruoxue praised politely.

It is naturally a very honorable thing to be praised by the former number one beauty in the world. Gao Ci'er looked at Wen Ruoxue and found that her face was covered with a veil, so she felt even more proud.

So what about the most beautiful woman in the world, now, she is not as good as her.

But I think so, but the politeness is still undiminished: "The princess is absurd. If you talk about beauty, I heard that Princess Wen is the most beautiful."

She speaks softly and stands generously. She has the demeanor of a lady. Standing gorgeously among the crowd, her elegance and tranquility are highly praised.

This woman Gao Ci'er was indeed like a lady from an official family who came from a famous family, and her mannerisms naturally revealed a sense of nobility.

It's a pity that there are quite a few official ladies from famous families, and there are also many noble and generous people. With this appearance and that temperament, there is still a lack of uniqueness.

This was what Wen Ruoxue felt at this moment.

"Princess Concubine, I heard that you once made a painting in Chaoyun Palace without using your five fingers. The painting is called Rain, Thunder and Lightning."

"It doesn't take half a stick of incense. The Crown Princess completed that extraordinary painting at that time. I don't know if I can ask the Crown Princess to do a painting for this Palace today?"

Wen Ruoxue asked.

The painting Qing Ye made was a masterpiece. She had only heard about it, but had never seen it before. She was always curious.

She loves talent, Tianxue Kingdom is different from other three kingdoms, although she values ​​martial arts, she also values ​​talents, and she didn't love martial arts since she was a child, but she has a special liking for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Unfortunately, there are too few bosom friends. Qingye's deeds came here with anticipation and curiosity.

Mo Qingye is outstanding, and her reputation has been built on her in just a few months, but she has no jealousy and hatred in her heart, but looks forward to it even more.

"Painting?" Gao Ci'er trembled with her hands in her sleeves. She can paint, and her painting skills are considered good, but she doesn't know Mo Qingye's ability, let alone make a painting for Princess Wen in a short time. A complete portrait of the character.

Even if there is enough time, her painting skills may not be able to catch the eyes of Wen Ruoxue, the most talented woman in the world.

Her heart was a little flustered, but she was also someone who had seen the big world, even in the face of a house full of guests, she was still calm and indifferent.

"Princess Wen, my concubine was seriously injured three months ago and lost her memory. She has already forgotten about the past, and I don't know what kind of effort it took to finish the painting."

A word of forgetting, although it is a resignation, is not rude.

News of Mo Qingye's severe injury and amnesia had spread long ago, so her words at this time were not so suspicious.

If Ting'er and the others hadn't met the real Qing Ye, they might think that her change was due to amnesia.

"Prince Princess, what about chess? I remember that the Crown Princess had a game of chess with me not long ago, and I will never forget it. Why don't I stop painting this painting and play chess with Princess Wen instead? Since both the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess have already I agreed to Princess Wen's proposal, presumably, I don't care about this little time."

(End of this chapter)