Chapter 903

Those concubines hate Qian Duoduo most. Because of her, the Lord doesn't want them.

As a result, the mouth grinned and began to cry.

"My Lord, you open your eyes to see your good princess. You sent us out of the house for her, regardless of our kindness for many years. However, when you died, she still liked to smile and didn't allow us to see you off. It's really cruel!"

Qian Duoduo looked at their hypocritical appearance and dared to call himself a wolf?

Originally fun mood, all mixed into a mess of mud.

There is no place to vent the sullen spirit calculated by long Chaohan. Is there anyone who is not afraid of death and bumps into the muzzle of the gun?

"Mourning? I can't see from my hair to my heel that you're not here to cry. You're all open / chest / dew / breast, and you look like a monkey's butt. You almost laugh at me. I think you're here for juggling? "

As soon as Qian Duoduo opened his mouth, he sneered at them and continued.

"I don't think you are crying for ah San. You are crying for yourself. You will lose a gold owner to send you gold in the future?"

Several girls were so said by Qian Duoduo, together with the housekeeper and several maidservants nearby, all cast suspicious eyes on them.

They immediately blushed and lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Qian Duoduo has a look at the hour. It has been an hour since ah San was poisoned. She has been working hard.

So he waved impatiently.

"All right, all right, after the performance, where should we play? Don't influence my girl to do business. Let's all go down. Oh, by the way, the housekeeper can stay."

Although Qian Duoduo and long Yutian have released their relationship.

But because long Yutian always has her position in her heart, she is still very dignified in the third prince's residence.

After the housekeeper dismissed all the servant girls and concubines, he stood quietly and waited for orders.

Qian Duoduo squatted on the ground and pulled out some messy things from his small bag.

Another piece of wood, sitting on the chair, Qiao er's legs, focused on looking at long Yutian lying on the soft couch.

The housekeeper pointed to the pile of things and asked, "Miss Qian, what are your colorful things?"

Qian Duoduo, with a brush in his hand and a little white seasoning, patiently explained: "this is the drawing board and paint. My girl is creating a great work of art, called western oil painting."

"Western oil painting?" Housekeeper full of questions?

"Yes, did you know that Da Vinci had a work called" the smile of the Mona Lisa "? Now I'm following the example of the ancients to come up with a "the death of a San of the dragon family", which will definitely become a masterpiece all over the world

"What's more, a classic scene rarely seen in a hundred years must be recorded as a memorial? Anyway, I think it's still early, so I wanted to draw an oil painting as a gift for ah San's reincarnation. "

The corner of the housekeeper's mouth twitched a few times. This money girl is really noisy.

When the third prince was alive, she was very angry.

Now it's not easy to die, and it's bleeding from her seven orifices. No wonder our Lord's eyes are protruding. It turns out that he is not in peace!

The villain in the housekeeper's heart feels aggrieved for long Yutian, but his heart itches hard. He stretches his head and wonders how Qian girl's "the death of a San in the dragon family" will die.

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