Chapter 419

After listening to Luo qingluan's words clearly and accurately, Du Qianqian finally flashed a touch of surprise in his eyes. After being stunned for a moment, he said, "you know the goods. It seems that the people of Wu Fangji have a little eyesight. They didn't waste my money to invite you."

"What does Miss Du want me to do for you with these gemstones?" Luo qingluan said directly.

Du Qianqian didn't say it. A moment later, the girl Dong'Er came over and immediately said, "of course, our Miss came to you to make the wedding dress. Inlay all these gemstones on the wedding dress, which can set off our Miss's identity, okay?"

"Good." Put the ruby in his hand into the box. Du Qianqian folded his elegant hands on his knees and said proudly: "these precious stones are invaluable. Naturally, they can't be handed over to you. Who knows if you will steal some. Therefore, you can only do them in front of Miss Ben, and you have to do them to satisfy Miss Ben, otherwise..."

"Why is this difficult? As long as Miss Du is willing to give me a chance, I will naturally satisfy you."

Originally, Luo qingluan wanted to get something to fool around, so she asked aunt Fang to cover up. But I didn't expect Du Qianqian to have so many things. If she had to inlay gemstones on her wedding dress, she wouldn't feel flustered when she put them on? It seems that she has to find another way to deceive the pass in front of her first.

Luo qingluan has a lot of ways to deal with Du Qianqian's high-minded daughter. As long as they talk about their hearts, they will obey and believe it. However, this is not what anyone can do. We should have some real skills.

Luo qingluan smiled coldly and said, "excuse me, Miss Du, let someone prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I'll show you now."

Du Qianqian frowned slightly. Before she spoke, Dong'Er, the girl standing next to her, said, "what do you mean? Our Miss asked you to make a wedding dress. Why do you want pen, ink, paper and inkstone? Dare you want to write?"

Luo qingluan glanced at her lightly and said, "even your young lady didn't say anything. If you are a girl, just interrupt?"

She looked at Du Qianqian and said, "Miss Du, I didn't say you. Your sheriff's girl is too unruly. Just interrupt in front of the master. If it is spread, others will think that you miss Du is incompetent and can't even teach a girl well."

"What are you talking about?" Dong'Er immediately raised her eyebrows and changed her face. She raised her hand and wanted to hit Luo qingluan. But before she rushed up, Du Qianqian said coldly, "Dong'Er, you're getting more and more unruly, aren't you? Get back."

With a reprimand, Dong'Er's face trembled, but she didn't dare to disobey Du Qianqian's words after all, and knew that her young lady was really angry, so she had to close her mouth and retreat.

Luo qingluan taught her girl in front of her. Although Du Qianqian scolded Dong'Er, she was also uncomfortable. Then she said with a straight face: "come on, put on the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Xiaoqing, Miss Ben is ugly. If you take these things, you can't satisfy me, and I won't spare you." Then she sneered.

In fact, Du Qianqian couldn't understand. She clearly asked Luo qingluan to make her wedding clothes, but why did she want pen, ink, paper and inkstone? She wants to see what tricks the woman plays?

In a moment, the servant brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone and put them on the table in front of Du Qianqian.

No matter what Du Qianqian said, Luo qingluan immediately picked up the brush, looked at a girl next to him and said faintly, "if you don't want to delay your young lady's time, please help me polish the ink."

The girl was suddenly said by Luo qingluan. She was stunned on the spot. She didn't know whether to or not. I really don't know what Luo qingluan is playing. Du Qianqian winked. The girl came forward to pick up the ink bar and help Luo qingluan sharpen the ink.

Let the brush absorb the ink, Luo qingluan began to draw on the paper in front of her. Although she did not design other parts for Du Qianqian's wedding dress, it did not prevent her from playing on the spot.

Since Du Qianqian wants to make a satisfactory wedding dress, Luo qingluan is neither a tailor nor an embroiderer. It's troublesome for her to use scissors to manipulate the cloth, but it's pediatrics to ask her to use a pen and spend something.

She moves very fast. First, she outlines the outline. Soon, a figure appeared on the paper. Luo qingluan looked at Du Qianqian from time to time while painting. After a while, even if Luo qingluan didn't say, Du Qianqian saw that the woman was painting for her.

Obviously, she was making wedding clothes, but she wanted to draw. Du Qianqian was so angry that he just wanted to attack, but his eyes inadvertently fell on the paper. The slender lines and smooth radians, although it's uncomfortable to look backwards, Du Qianqian also feels that his painting seems to be good.

An embroidering mother can also draw. Du Qianqian can't help but get interested and gets up and walks to Luo qingluan. At this sight, she could see God. Du Qianqian didn't expect that Luo qingluan only drew a few strokes for a while. The portrait on the paper has outlined the general appearance. Isn't this her alive?

As like as two peas, the face, the hair, the eyes, the ears and the lips are almost the same. As if she looked in the mirror, Du Qianqian had never seen a painter draw so much, and it was so perfect, as if she had dressed up carefully.

Du Qianqian couldn't help but take a serious look at Luo qingluan, but Luo qingluan's painting was serious, as if he didn't notice that she was looking at herself. She moved quickly, dipped in ink from time to time, and continued to write, as if she had drawn thousands of times.

"You can draw and draw well. You do look like Miss Ben." Du Qianqian looked more and more surprised, staring directly at himself on the picture. The as like as two peas, the small eyebrows and the small lips of the cherry.

Those eyes, as if they could speak, were also looking at something. Shy and timid, smart and beautiful, a living beauty. If at ordinary times, Du Qianqian was not very interested in the portrait, but she liked it very much, because it was so perfect that she didn't even think she would be so beautiful.

Don't you usually clean the mirror? Du Qianqian couldn't help wondering.

Luo qingluan ignored Du Qianqian and still painted.

Only Luo qingluan knew that although she painted Du Qianqian, she was not the original Du Qianqian. In her pen, some defects of Du Qianqian have been directly erased. For example, although Du Qianqian has double eyelids, he is an inner double. He usually doesn't look obvious, so his eyes are small. And Du Qianqian's nose is not so straight, but fortunately it's small and exquisite. Luo qingluan drew it straight for her.

A small cherry mouth is also in line with the beauty of this time, that is, the lip angle is facing down, commonly known as the "crying face". If the lip angle is slightly changed upward, it is a smiling face.

Therefore, Luo qingluan only slightly modified some, and basically can't see any changes. Therefore, it's not surprising that the painted Du Qianqian is more beautiful than the real Du Qianqian, which makes her satisfied.

Luo qingluan quickly drew Du Qianqian's upper body, but she didn't stop writing, but continued to sketch. Soon, Du Qianqian, wearing a bride's wedding dress, appeared on the painting. Du Qianqian looked aside and thought that Luo qingluan had finished painting. He just wanted to pick up the portrait and have a serious look, but he didn't expect that Luo qingluan still kept, and drew a unique wedding dress she had never seen before.

This wedding dress is more complicated and gorgeous than the one Du Qianqian once saw his handkerchief handed over to miss song.

The layers of lotus leaves are more elegant and moving, setting off her in the painting like a fairy. The skirt of the wedding dress was also longer and dropped a foot. Although it just looked a little strange, Du Qianqian looked at it more and was fascinated. He found that it was also very good.

For a moment, she even forgot to speak. She watched Luo qingluan draw her wedding dress one by one, and drew precious stones for decoration. The makeup was as luxurious and graceful as heaven clothes. She was almost stupid.

Until Luo qingluan finally stopped writing and asked her how she felt, Du Qianqian still didn't come back.

"Miss Du, what's the matter? Do you still feel dissatisfied?" Luo qingluan spoke again and finally made Du Qianqian a little stunned and sober up. "Is the wedding dress that the woman in your painting is wearing designed for me? By the way, I want to ask you, the woman in this painting is so similar to me. Is it miss Ben that you painted?"

Du Qianqian couldn't wait to ask. Luo qingluan nodded: "it's obvious, Miss Du. I didn't draw you, but would it be someone else? Just look first. Are you satisfied with the wedding dress I drew for you? If Miss Du thinks it's good, I'll make it for you according to this wedding dress."

"Is it really the wedding dress designed for me? Is that what you Wu Fangji said?" Du Qianqian can almost imagine how eye-catching it would be if she wore such a unique and glorious wedding dress when she got married.

At that time, I'm afraid the guests from the whole capital will be impressed by her style. Those precious girls from the capital, even princesses, are afraid to envy her?

Luo qingluan smiled: "it seems that Miss Du is very satisfied?"

"Pretty good." Du Qianqian nodded proudly.

In fact, she is satisfied. She can't be satisfied anymore. She just doesn't want the other party to see it. Remembering her identity, she can never make a fuss in front of an embroidered mother. Du Qianqian returned to his seat and sat down again. He said faintly, "it's not bad. Then make it for me according to this wedding dress."

Luo qingluan naturally wouldn't start work on the spot. She just said that Fang Gu was cutting her wedding clothes. When the wedding clothes were ready, she began to match color lines, embroider and inlay gemstones. Du Qianqian was so happy with the portrait painted by Luo qingluan that he had long forgotten to make things difficult for her and just let her hurry.