"Queen, please let me be served by someone knowledgeable." Yu Qinghuan bowed and said with a clear smile:

"What I want to paint is a landscape, so I should choose a chimney made of tung oil. The ink produced by the chimney is deep and shiny, which is most suitable for painting landscapes with detailed changes in shades. But the palace maid gave me this dull ink.

Song Yan Mo, I think she doesn’t even know that Song Yan Mo is used to paint the hair of characters. With such a palace maid serving me, I will definitely not be able to paint the scenery of the Prime Minister’s Mansion Garden.”

Changsun Tao's brows moved slightly, and the strange color in his eyes disappeared briefly: "Emperor's sister-in-law, could it be that you are reluctant to part with the treasures in the warehouse, so you arranged for such a palace servant to serve you?"

The smile on the queen's face faded instantly. Biying, the palace maid next to her, immediately knelt down in front of the queen and the queen mother, her face turned green and white: "It's all my fault. I don't know how to do such elegant things as painting. This

That’s why I appointed the wrong person to serve.”

Before the queen could say anything, Chang Sun Tao preempted her: "The people around the emperor's sister-in-law have actually fallen? That's it. That's all. I will personally serve the princess."

The queen's face was extremely expressionless, and she stood up almost immediately, but she still restrained herself. Her dignity as a queen did not allow her to get angry on the spot. Only by being calm and powerful could she show her mother's magnanimity.

Suddenly, a gaze caught her, but it was the Queen Mother who was looking this way, with a thoughtful look on her face.

The queen never dared to offend the queen mother, so she quickly straightened her expression and made a look of remorse and guilt: "King Qi, Princess Qi, I failed to discipline my servants well, which made you laugh."

"Someone, take Biying and this stupid palace maid back to Fengzao Palace to await their punishment."

Yu Qinghuan smiled and made room for Changsun Tao.

When the ink paint was ready, Yu Qinghuan spread out the rice paper, and the wolf hairs were as graceful as a dragon in her hands. Soon, the spring scenery in the garden fell on the rice paper, full of charm and beautiful artistic conception.

"Please, Queen Mother and other empresses, please watch the painting."

Yu Qinghuan and Chang Sun Tao unfolded the painting together. Once everyone took a look, they could no longer take their eyes away. On that small square of rice paper, the spring scenery of Xiangfu Garden was vividly displayed. With just one glance, it seemed that people could be immersed in the scene.

The Queen looked up and immediately lost her voice. She had prepared a bunch of sarcastic words and had no chance to say them out.

"Empress, I wonder if I can get the prize?" Yu Qinghuan's black and white eyes flashed, revealing the innocence that she should have at her age, like a child asking for rewards.

The queen gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words through her teeth with a stiff face: "That's natural. Bi Tong, take the princess to the warehouse to select things."

Yu Qinghuan saluted calmly: "Thank you, Queen. I'm a little tired. How about letting Bi Tong help me choose something?"

The Queen immediately objected with a smile: "If Princess Qi doesn't go in person, King Qi will say that I am stingy."

Yu Qinghuan glanced at Changsun Tao and saw him nodding.

Fengzao Palace was not far from Qingning Palace. Bi Tong was half a step behind Yu Qinghuan. As he led the way, he said: "The princess is good at painting. I have been fortunate enough to see the paintings made by the palace painter for the queen, but they are not as good as the ones painted by the princess."

So good."

Yu Qing smiled happily but said nothing.

The oncoming palace maids stepped aside and bowed. Bi Tong's eyes flashed and she continued: "Princess, when you enter Fengzao Palace later, please move more gently. Li Meiren is suffering from dystocia.

When Yu died, the Queen felt pity for the princess who was helpless, so she took her to Fengzao Palace to raise her personally. The princess is probably sleeping at the moment."

Yu Qinghuan frowned, then paused and said, "In that case, I won't go. You will stay with the Queen. You must have good taste. You can help me choose one."

Bi Tong said resolutely: "Princess, the Queen, this is not acceptable. The Queen insists that you choose it yourself."

Yu Qinghuan looked at Bi Tong, a flash of suspicion flashed in her mind.
Chapter completed!