Chapter 72 The Dandy Prince's White Moonlight
Shi Li looked at Qin Zhao walking towards her with a stiff smile.
The fingers that were holding the camellia were already sweating.
After several time travels before, she knew that she could also master what the original owner could do.
But if the original owner doesn't know how to do it, then she has no way to do anything.
The bad thing about this matter is that the original owner grew up in Ci'an, and was spoiled by his parents when he returned home. He never thought about learning any of the arts, such as music, chess, calligraphy, or painting, and only knew a few words.
Nowadays, it would be more convenient to stab her than to ask her to draw.
These psychological breakdowns made Shi Li not know what to do next.
Seeing Qin Zhao coming over, he smiled at her, "Miss Shi, I..."
A voice suddenly interrupted him.
"Drawing?" Qin Jun came over from the crowd, smiling, his eyes swept across Qin Zhao, and finally fell on Shi Li.
He glanced at the camellia in Shi Li's hand and stretched out his hand to her, "Miss Shi, why don't you give me the flower?"
Although this was against the rules of the game, Shi Li didn't care. She stuffed the camellia in his hand as if he were grabbing at a life-saving straw, and then took a step back.
Qin Zhao watched this scene happen with his own eyes, looking at Qin Jun with a complicated expression, "Brother..."
"Don't you want me to paint here?" Qin Jun glanced at him, his voice neither sad nor happy.
Qin Zhao immediately lowered his head, "Brother, you misunderstood."
"Let's start." He didn't say much. He held the camellia in his left hand, picked up a wolf hair brush at random, and started to paint on the rice paper spread out by the servant.
Although both are painting, Qin Zhao's attitude is much more rigorous.
He first washed his hands in a basin brought by a servant, then solemnly opened a box and took out a wolf-hair brush with a gem inlaid on the tip.
"This is a gift from my father, so I dare not neglect it." Before putting pen to paper, Qin Zhao specially explained to the people around him, and then he lowered his head and began to paint seriously.
Qin Jun is almost done with the painting.
"Prince Qin is so overbearing. He doesn't even know how to bully the young master!"
"Yes, yes, such a person is really not worthy of being the prince."
Shi Li heard whispers nearby and couldn't help but look over.
As expected, the two innocent ladies were staring at Qin Zhao with sympathy. When they saw Shi Li looking at them, they nodded to her.
"Miss Shi has been wronged." The two of them felt very sympathetic towards her.
Shi Li silently withdrew his gaze.
I really want to know whose daughter this is. She is so naive. Isn’t she afraid of being fooled and tortured if she marries someone else in the future?
Shi Li shook his head secretly and his gaze fell on the two people who were painting.
Everyone said that Qin Zhao was wronged, but he specially took the brush given by Marquis Anle to come out and paint. Isn't that showing off?
Compared to Qin Jun, who was defined as a playboy by the outside world, Shi Li felt that men like Qin Zhao, who were full of ulterior motives, were more annoying.
Besides, Qin Jun's action accidentally saved her from the predicament.
It was hard for Shi Li not to be biased towards him.
"Prince Qin has finished painting?"
"So fast?"
Shi Li saw that Qin Jun had stopped writing and couldn't help but move closer out of curiosity.
When she saw clearly what Qin Jun had painted on the rice paper, she subconsciously raised her head and adjusted her temples.
What Qin Jun painted was actually a camellia, which was 30% similar to the camellia he was holding in his hand, and there was also a butterfly hovering around the flower.
The pearl hairpin that Shi Li wore on her temples today happened to be a butterfly, even the color matched.
This doesn't seem like a coincidence at all.
Shi Li was a little confused. Before she had time to think about it, she saw Qin Jun walking towards her again, stretching out his left hand and handing her the camellia.
"Return the jade intact to Zhao." His voice was filled with a faint smile, and his eyes, bright as stars, seemed to be rippling on a lake.
Shi Li looked at the flowers and opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the ladies' exclamations.
It turned out that Qin Zhao's painting was completed.
He drew a picture of a maid.
Although it is just a graceful silhouette among the flowers, it shows extraordinary painting skills, and at the end, a poetic sentence is written next to it - a graceful lady is the ideal match for a gentleman.
It was enough to make the ladies present have wild thoughts.
Shi Li did not let her imagination run wild, but looked at Qin Jun instead.
His expression was calm, the smile on his lips didn't even fade, and when he saw her looking at him, he even blinked.
"See you another day." He said, unfolding the folding fan that had been placed there for a while, and left in a leisurely manner.
Shi Li, holding the camellia in her hand, returned to Mrs. Shi in a daze.
"You're back so early?" Mrs. Shi was a little surprised.
"They were all drawing, and I was afraid of appearing timid." Shi Li told the truth directly.
[I suspect the dude is flirting with the anchor\u003d \u003d]
[I second the motion~]
[I attach my second opinion~]