This is a painting by Mr. Qing Yuanqing.

The concubine with vision has already recognized it. This is the calligraphy treasure of Mr. Qing, the number one painter in the Zhou Dynasty.

It’s not that Mr. Qing has never written a pen for a long time, but the date on this painting is last year, with Mr. Qing’s seal on it.

Don’t ask if this painting is true or false. It is impossible for something that can appear in the palace to be fake. So this is Mr. Qing’s painting, which he painted by himself last year.

"Who is this?"

A baby-faced beauty who had just entered the palace couldn't help but ask the people around her, the queen just asked them to come over and recognize people, but recognize people, is she the painting? Also, who is the woman in this painting?

He had such great ability that even a few concubines were here, just coming to watch her portrait.

"this……"

The pink-clothed concubine raised her face, and the light flashed in her eyes, but there was no trace of jealousy.

"You have to remember this person's face. This is Princess Shuo, the daughter of Duke Wei Chen Dingshan, Princess Jun's sister Shen Qingrong, and the descendant of Lou Jiaxiang."

The baby-faced beauty almost jumped up in shock, "This is Princess Shuo, but isn't Princess Shuo all over thirty years old?"

Her age is much older than the current emperor, and she is much older than the queen. Although the queen is also young, she has a huge gap when standing with them.

The queen is dignified and generous, and cautious and steady.

They are young and beautiful.

But the painting...

"Is this what Princess Shuo looked like when she was in her teens?"

"what you think."

The pink concubine smiled and bent her eyebrows.

"Last year's pear tree, last year's paintings, is also the person from last year, and has the appearance of last year. No, this year's still the same. Although this person has never been out, everyone who has seen him knows that this is Shen Qingci himself."

"So I remember her face. She is not old. If I see her in the future, I will walk around. Don't be like Concubine Li and Meiren. If I don't know my identity, I will just suck my face directly on someone's face."

"Some people can't beat it, they will die if they can beat it. If they don't beat it, they will also be injured."

The baby-faced beauty covered her mouth with her hands, for fear that she would scream.

"Princess Shuo is not..."

"She can be your mother."

The concubine in pink smiled and said, "It was also a sharp point and a word came true."

The baby-faced beauty nodded vigorously and knew at a glance that she was a simple child, and of course she was also the clear stream in the palace. She was not dyed white or black, and she was just as simple and simple as before entering the palace.

It has not changed now, and I don’t know when it will change?

But at least, now she is so popular with the concubine in pink. Of course, she doesn't mind if she likes this way, so she gives her more tips.

The baby-faced beauty opened her mouth even wider, "But she..."

She stretched out her thin white fingers and pointed to the portrait above, which was about the same age as me, and it was not right, maybe even younger than her. Such a look was one of the best in the palace.

But why do they all say that they are over thirty years old and are almost as grandmother?

Is she dazzled, or...

Dreaming.

The concubine in pink raised her face, and until now, she was still amazed by the overly beautiful appearance of Princess Shuo.

If she could live like her, she would definitely be favored in the palace.

Unfortunately, she is not this person, and she will never have an ageless face.

A woman serves people with beauty, which is a grief among the grief, but the women in the palace can only rely on this color to live here.

Struggling to pass is a temporary favor. If you don’t pass, you may be lifeless.

This place is a place where people eat people. If you don’t want to be eaten, then you are strong and go eat others.

"Then why did she look like this?"

The baby-faced beauty put down her hand covering her mouth. This is impossible. Even in ancient times, no one can maintain a certain amount of appearance and remain unchanged for decades.

"Maybe it's because I've applied too much jade cream."

The concubine in pink stroking her face, as if that was the case. The jade-resistant ointment was produced by that person. I heard that even Duke Wei of Chen Dingshan had always used jade-resistant ointment. Even the old face was exposed to the wind and sun, it was better than those civil servants.

People cannot remain unchanged. There is always a reason and a useful reason. If she is not mistaken, it will definitely be Yipin Xiang Yufeng Paste.

The baby-faced beauty counted on her fingers.

"What are you?"

The concubine in pink asked in confusion, why, is this still necessary?

"I'm calculating how much money I have and how many boxes of jade cream can I buy?"

The concubine's eyes lit up. Yes, she had to calculate that her body had just been completed and bought a few more boxes. The savings used in the past always felt that it was too expensive. But now seeing Shen Qingci like this, her heart that wanted to become beautiful was ready to move. She has saved a lot of body with her body in recent days and could buy more than ten boxes. These more than ten boxes can be used for at least half a year. Then she will think of a way to get a few boxes for her.

In short, Yurong Paste is a good thing, everyone knows.

She didn't use it much, but it was her own fault.

And her fault is that she is too poor.

The conversation between the two of them was not hidden, nor had they been avoided by everyone, so I believe many people have heard what they said, and of course they have their own plans in their hearts.

After a month of the palace banquet, the better the sweet potatoes behind the Shuo Palace grew. These sweet potatoes must be taken care of frequently, and the water was watered diligently. In addition, the soil itself was soft, so these sweet potatoes grew much better than outside.

After Shen Qingci returned to the mansion, he forgot about the affairs in the palace. Sometimes when he remembered it, she felt that it was quite profitable.

Shen Qingci placed the big night pearl sent by Emperor Wenyuan in the study and used it as a candlestick for Luo Hengwu.

The night pearl is as big as a fist of a child, with good color and round touch. Of course, the most important thing is that at night, it is very bright, just like a small sun, which can shine the entire study room as bright as daytime, bright and not dazzling.

Shen Qingci has seen so many night pearls, and this is the brightest one.

And the brightest one, she naturally has to leave it to Luo Hengwu.

He was also exempted from reading in the study at night, and his eyes were damaged.

Bai Mei held a stack of account books and placed them in front of Shen Qingci.

"Madam, the account of Yipinxiang this month has come out."

"kindness."
Chapter completed!