“This is Young Lady Xiao Jiuzheng of Lonely House, this is my sister-in-law Lu Zhengxue.” Su Qingshen was recommended by two people.

“Young lady...” Lu Jiexie saw such a fine beauty as Xiao Jiuzheng, she couldn't help but be a little nervous, but her expression was a little dull, and some didn't dare look directly at such a beauty. She intuited that this young lady was still a young girl, and realized what she was thinking without personnel, and Lu Jiexie even dared not look at Xiao Jiuzheng.

“Lu Painter.” Xiao Jiuzheng looked deeply at Lu Zhengxue, shouting with a smile, thinking that Mr. Ziyin, who could draw such a brilliant, explicit picture of the Spring Palace, seemed so innocent and shy, indeed people are invisible.

Lu Jiexie looked at Xiao Jiuzheng so deeply, if he looked at himself, he was somewhat obnoxious.

“Taoist Su, can I speak to your sister alone?” Xiao Jiuzheng asked Su Qingshen gently.

Su Qingshen looked at Xiao Jiuzheng. She looked at Lu Jiuzheng again. She obviously felt that Lu Jiuzheng was a little sluggish. Even her eyes looked at herself with some help. She didn't seem to want to be alone with Xiao Jiuzheng. She knew that Lu Zhengxue was very uncomfortable with foreigners, but Xiao Jiuzheng was so elegant, humans and animals appeared harmless, Su Qingsin was not difficult to refuse, and she felt that she should not be used to landing Zhengxue, so that the character of Lu Zhengxue would only become more and more closed and dull.

“Well, I'll wait outside.” After that, Su Qing sinked and pushed away from the door, while Xiao Jiuzheng went into a room as small as a firewood house and stepped into Lu Jingxue's firewood room.

“Don't you know what the young lady is looking for?” Lu Zhengxue asked somewhat uneasy, because the room was small, Xiao Jiuzheng only approached two steps, approached Lu Zhengxue, Lu Zhengxue unconsciously backed away, quickly leaned against her bed, making her irrevocable.

“Naturally, there is something to look for, Mr. Ziwei.” Xiao Jiucheng said in an unusually gentle tone, but his gaze was carefully observing Lu's expression change.

Lu Jiexie was shocked when she heard Mr. Ziyin. She looked at Xiao Jiuzheng with panic. How did she know that she was Mr. Ziyin? She thought that her secret had been revealed. Lu Jiexie was terrified and extremely ashamed. She was stripped naked with herself and exposed to the public. It was so embarrassing.

“Ma'am, what are you talking about? How can I not understand?” Lu Zhengxue pretended to be calm and did not admit to death. If Su Qing sinks, she will find that Lu Zhengxue is not stubborn at all.

How can Xiao Jiuzheng be fooled by Lu Jiuxue in such a frightening way? Even more so, he is sure that Lu Jiuxue is Mr. Ziwei. Xiao Jiucheng carefully weighed the room. She looked at the small desk beside her. The pen was still soaked with ink. It was not dry yet. There was no paper on the desktop. Obviously, when the door was opened, Lu Jiexie put away the paper. This space is so small, there is not a lot of paper to hide. Xiao Jiuzheng's gaze quickly fell under the bed behind Lu Zhengxue. After a closer look, he actually saw Lu Zhengxue tuck into the bottom of the bed in a panic, and revealed the corners of the white paper outside.

Lu Jiexie moved along Xiao Jiuzheng's gaze to the bottom of her bed. She looked down and saw the corners of the paper. She was shocked and couldn't wait for the paper under the bed to disappear.

“Why should Mr. Zi Wang care? I won't tell Mr. Su Dao's secret outside.” Xiao Jiuxeng smiled and said, "She was just trying to scare Lu Jiexie. Who let her paint her own Qianya without permission?

Upon hearing the three words of Taoist Su, Lu Gexue's face turned pale. Although Lu Gexue didn't know how Xiao Jiuzheng knew he was Mr. Zi Wang, she feared that Xiao Jiuzheng would summon him to Su Qingshen and then flip under her bed together, then she was finished. Five years ago, people scolded, satirical memories, made Lu Zhengxue's face white and bloodless. The feeling of groundless self-tolerance made her heart palpitate.

“What exactly do you want to do?” Lu Zhengxue shook her lips and asked, her fears, so that Xiao Jiucheng could feel them. Xiao Jiuzheng did not expect that the bold and aggressive Mr. Ziwei was such a cowardly woman in reality. Xiao Jiuzheng was not good enough to continue to bully weak women.

“Don't be afraid, I'm not here to expose you. I'm looking for you. I hope to sell your paintings to me in the future. You must create me a new Spring Woman's Palace album in the shortest possible time, and don't use Chia as a prototype in the future!” Xiao Jiusheng wanted Ziqing to create another female Spring Palace diagram in the shortest possible time, and then let solitude exchange "Pearl on Palm" from her friend. She did not allow anyone to associate themselves with the possibility of Chia Ya, let alone have more people distribute Pearl on the Palm, so she wanted Pearl on the Palm to be replaced in the shortest possible time.

“How do you know I painted those?” Lu Jiexie didn't expect Xiao Jiuzheng's eyes to be so poisonous, and suddenly guessed that the original of "Pearl in the Palm" was lonely and elegant. How could Xiao Jiuzheng have the opportunity to see the most shameful paintings, she couldn't understand.

“How can a person hide a painting technique, but as long as it is painted by the same person, there must be something in common that can be distinguished by being careful. It's hard to imagine, however, that a portrait of a bony fairy monarch in an authentic fairy wind tunnel came from the same painter's hand as the Spring Palace drawings of those □ □.” Xiao Jiuzheng only saw Lu Jiexie blush. She really didn't expect Mr. Zi Wang to be such a woman.

When Lu Jiexiu painted Xianjun's portrait, he naturally did special treatment with those Spring Palace diagrams. Normal people, without advanced painting skills, couldn't tell it was from the same person's hand. Lu Jingxue looked at Xiao Jiuzheng, who was particularly wise and elegant, and knew that Xiao Jiuzheng must have mastered the art of painting.

“Are you sure you won't expose me?” Lu Zhengxue was still very uncomfortable to ask. The thing she was most worried about was that Xiao Jiuzheng told Su Qingshen about it. The thing she was most afraid of was that Su Qingshen looked at herself with disgust.

“How can that be? You and I are the same person. You are a good woman, and I am a good woman.” Xiao Jiuzheng wouldn't mind telling Lu Jiexie his secret.

Lu Jiexie glared at Xiao Jiuzheng incredibly. She actually... like herself, she felt that the shock she had suffered in the past five years was more than today's combined day. Even now, Lu Jiexie can't believe that Xiao Jiuzheng could be the same as herself?

“How can you be like me?” Lu Zhengxue still couldn't help but ask the exit, she thought there was no longer a different species like herself in the world.

“My delighted person is a thousand graces, but you painted my delighted woman out...” Because Lu Jiexiu and herself are the same kind, Xiao Jiuzheng can tolerate a little, but the same thing, she still has to let Lu Jiexiu make up for this mistake.

“I'm sorry, I don't know...” Lu Zhengxue apologized. She thought no one would find out. She didn't expect to be seen by Xiao Jiuzheng. She understood Xiao Jiuzheng's feelings, but she was particularly ashamed of Xiao Jiuzheng even if she had any great apologies for Xiao Jiuzheng.

“I know who's got your Spring Palace album, and I want you to draw another one in the shortest possible time so I can exchange the latest one for that guy.” Xiao Jiuzheng said to Lu Jiexie.

“I'm not sure how long it will take to create a Spring Palace diagram...” Although "Pearl on the Palm" took her ten days, it was the shortest one ever, some paintings, the longest being made for half a year, so she's not sure when the next one will be completed. Especially when "Pearl on the Palm" was completed in such a short time, she had the feeling that the inspiration had been emptied. At present, her head was blank. All she painted today were portraits of her master sister, Su Qingshen. There are authentic dressed robes, a serious Su Qing Sin face, there are also clothes half-resolved, all kinds of style Su Qing Sin, anyway, serious, not serious, everything, so she should also carefully hide under the bed. But nowadays, all she can do is draw Su Qingshen in her head and draw out her master sister. She is even more reluctant, and she also has to make up a story. In a short time, she can't do it at all, so Lu Jiexie really has a feeling of being a tiger rider.

“You have to give me a clear time.” Xiao Jiuzheng can't wait for Lu Zhengxue to slowly create, otherwise she doesn't know how many times she has been seen and how many people have seen it.

“Two months?” Lu Zhengxue raised her fingers carefully. After all, she was a loser.

“Not for too long, twenty days.” In fact, Xiao Jiuzheng feels like 20 days is a long time.

“It's time to think about the story, it's time to draw, it's not enough for 20 days.” Lu Jiexiu bargained.

“Enough is enough, the story background is my idea, and it's much easier for you to refine and structure the frame.” After all, Xiao Jiuzheng was inspired by Mr. Zi Wang. Although she had also secretly painted her and Chia Ya, all posture details were copied according to Mr. Zi Wang's original sample. Build a framework for herself, or can you, when Mr. Ziwei has one, just fill in the details.

Lu Jiexiu looked at Xiao Jiuzheng with astonishment, so that the elegant woman not only looked at her own Spring Palace album, but also participated in the creation. Wait, Xiao Jiuzheng is the lonely young lady, isn't that the lonely daughter-in-law? As soon as Lu Jiexie thought of Xiao Jiu's achievements, his mood had changed from fear to excitement. He really had a good person with him, but he was still such a woman. Lu Jiexie felt that he was much more normal at once.

The author has something to say: Qianya: Where is Xiao Jiuzheng going to die? So angry...

Xiao Jiucheng: People are giving their lives to art

Lu Jiexiu: Sure, people don't look alike

What have they been doing in there so long? Are you really cutting art?