Fangfei grew up in the temple, burying her books for thousands of days and nights. She is smart by nature and has the guidance of a high priest. Although she was afraid of the high priest since she was a child and never wanted to meet him more often, she had to admit that
The high priest was very knowledgeable and taught her many things. Moreover, the high priests of all ages were particularly good at painting because the portraits of the holy virgin princess of all ages were drawn by the high priests. The book that Andrey saw
The beautiful woman scroll was also fascinated by the sight, because the high priest who painted was very clever and made the figures look very vivid, as if in front of him. When Fangfei was sixteen years old, she was also ordered by the high priest to give
She had painted a portrait. But the portrait had been put away and she had never seen it herself. The high priest was afraid that the girl would witness her beautiful face and was ready to move. It was stipulated by generations that the holy virgin princess was not allowed to look in the mirror or look at her own portrait.
.These strange rules are as numerous as cows, and each one imprisons human nature and requires people to obey orders.
After Fangfei fled, she lived alone in the mountain village and was very lonely, so she bought some paper and pen to enjoy herself.
She was very happy to see the prince wanting to paint, so she hurriedly grind the ink for him: "Your Highness, what are you going to paint?"
He looked up and saw her excited face, with the beautiful and passionate girl's, and he smiled: "Fangfei, how about you?"
"Draw me? Really?"
She hurriedly moved a small table for him and put it on the bed.
He smiled, picked up the brush, looked at her eyebrows and started drawing.
He was ill in bed and could not sit for a long time, so he became tired after a while. Fangfei saw a faint outline that had appeared without looking at her face. The girl's eyes were charming and vivid, and very vivid.
"Your Highness, is this me?"
"certainly."
"Do you like it?"
“I like it very much.”
"Okay, wait until I'm better, I'll finish painting and frame it and give it to you."
Fangfei smiled and put away the portrait with great value, and helped him lie down: "Your Highness, you can rest for a while."
He held her hand and suddenly said, "Fangfei, you call me Your Highness every time, do you know my name?"