Memories of the previous life immediately came flooding back.

Shen Qiaoan still had a gentle and supple smile on his face, and his eyes inadvertently fell on Ji Qingliu's face. That's the face......

Ji Qingliu inexplicably felt that Shen Qiao'an's eyes were a little crazy, her back stiffened, and she thought about it again, "Now that so many people are watching, she must not dare to do anything to me." ”

The memory of the previous life now seems to have happened yesterday, Shen Qiaoan recalled the previous scenes, and he was still uncontrollable in his heart.

Ji Qingliu was also the same as now at that time, smiling harmlessly, and wanted to try it with her.

Shen Qiaoan had a calm temperament when he was young, and even if the life under the fence was enviable materially, there would always be a small and subtle humble thought in his heart.

Shen Qiao'an squinted slightly, the last time she was forced to agree to Ji Qingliu, she was worried that Ji Qingliu would have bad intentions, so everything from the beginning of painting was only through her hands, who expected that the final problem was in the paint.

As soon as Shen Qiao'an's painting was picked up, Old Madam Gu suddenly screamed, and then her face turned red, and soon a rash came out.

As soon as the incident came out, Ji Qingliu came out to find out the truth.

"Sister Shen?"

"Sister Shen?"

Gu Congsheng shouted twice in a row, and Shen Qiaoan looked straight ahead with a pair of eyes, not knowing what he saw, but he lost his mind.

Ji Qiaohui stretched out her hand and pushed Shen Qiaoan.

"Okay." She replied.

The guests in the front hall all looked at Shen Qiaoan and Ji Qingliu as if they were lively.

Shen Qiaoan looked faint, as if she didn't care about anything.

Shen Qiao'an responded, even if there were people to prepare the tools for painting.

The antechamber is divided into left and right sides, with a large area vacant in the center. Two tables were placed opposite each other, one on the left and one on the right, and Mrs. Gu sat on the high seat in front of her, which was just right for her to be a witness to this contest.

The eyes of the guests on both sides were firmly on Shen Qiaoan and Ji Qingliu. Ji Qingliu grew up in Yanjing since he was a child, and he was famous in the early years. And Shen Qiaoan was born in the countryside, and the powerful people like Yanjing still looked down on her at first.

But after looking at the real person, I saw that she had a beautiful face, and her temperament had her own flavor like a breeze, and now she dared to compete with Ji Qingliu, and no one could see through her real skills for a while.

Shen Qiao'an sat upright in front of the table, on the desktop, there was a piece of rice paper, a thin tube brush made of wolf's hair, an inkstone pen holder, and the rest was the necessary pigment for coloring.

Shen Qiao'an's eyes moved, and the corners of his lips hooked imperceptibly.

She still remembered that the culprit that made Old Madam Gu's face have a rash was this pigment. Shen Qiaoan was negligent for a while, but she didn't expect Ji Qingliu to use her hands and feet in the paint used for painting, so she fell for it.

Shen Qiaoan painted.

When he was young, Shen Qiaoan used paint to make a picture of the immortal crane Chaoshou.

Ji Qingliu was sitting opposite her, behind her, in front of her, there were guests waiting to see her make a fool of herself. Shen Qiaoan didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts, this day she came to the Jingshun Marquis Mansion for the first time, and after being left by the maid, she searched for the road alone for most of the day before finding the front hall.

There were already a lot of people gathered in the front hall, and when they saw her little girl coming alone, they all cast strange eyes on her.

Ji Qingliu had a smug smile on his face and said to her, "Sister Shen, I heard that you can also paint?" Today is my grandmother's birthday, so why don't you and me try it and see who my grandmother prefers?"

……

Gu Congsheng pretended to walk down, and when he saw that Shen Qiaoan hadn't painted anything, he couldn't help but hurriedly say, "Sister Shen, are you painting quickly?"

After coming back to his senses a little, Shen Qiaoan lowered his head and looked at the blank rice paper in front of him. Live one more life, and this time she won't repeat the same mistakes.

Shen Qiaoan dropped the brush on the inkstone.

Ji Qingliu saw that she didn't use paint, and her heart was angry, and even the strength of the pen in her hand was a little heavier, and a green bamboo that had just been painted was destroyed like this.

Below. Li Zhongxuan's gaze fell on Shen Qiaoan in front of him from time to time.

He didn't dare to take a closer look, the people sitting next to him were all young talents in Yanjing, if his eyes were too explicit, he would never escape the eyes of this group of people.

However, when he saw Lin on both sides, Li Zhongxuan had some different emotions towards Shen Qiaoan.

Shen Qiaoan seems to be gentle and lovely, but from these two times, Li Zhongxuan can clearly distinguish between her and others.

Smart, pretty, but never to mess with.

"So what kind of person would have such a temperament?" Li Zhongxuan thought to himself.

Shen Qiaoan painted it almost at the same time as Ji Qingliu.

The two of them walked forward with each painting in their hands. Shen Qiao'an still painted a picture of the immortal crane Chaoshou, but this time she only used ink.

Let's look at Ji Qingliu's again. Shen Qiaoan could only see through the rice paper that she had almost painted a sheet of rice paper.

Shen Qiaoan smiled suddenly, just waiting for the old lady to ask them to come forward and look at the painting.

This time, she will return everything she has experienced before to Ji Qingliu.