This is Mr. Qing Yuanqing's painting.

The discerning concubine has recognized it. This is Dazhou. Don't ask whether the painting is true or false. There can be no fake things that can appear in the palace. So this is qinglao's painting, which he painted himself last year.

"Who is this?"

A new baby faced beauty asked the people around her. The queen just asked them to come over and recognize the people. But does recognition mean recognition of the painting? And who is the woman in this picture?

It was so powerful that they, even a few concubines, came here to watch her portrait.

"This..."

The princess in pink raised her face. The light in her eyes was shining, but there was no trace of jealousy.

"You should remember the face of this man. This is Princess Shuo, the daughter of Shen Dingshan, Duke of Wei, the younger sister of Shen Qingrong, Princess Jun, and the descendant of Lou Jiaxiang."

Baby face beauty almost jumped up, "this is Princess Shuo, but isn't Princess Shuo in her thirties?"

Her age is much older than that of today's saints, and much older than that of the queen. Although the queen is also young, there is a big gap between her and these people.

The queen is dignified and prudent.

They are young and beautiful.

But this painting

"Is this what Princess Shuo looked like when she was a teenager?"

"What do you think?"

The princess in pink smiles and bends her eyebrows.

"Last year's pear tree, last year's painting, is also last year's person, even more is last year's appearance, no, this year is still the same, although this is always not going out, but everyone who has met knows, this is Shen Qingci himself."

"So remember her face. She's not old. If you see her in the future, walk around. Don't be like Li Guifei and Li Meiren. If you don't know who you are, just go straight to someone else's face."

"Some people can't smoke. If they can, they will die. If they don't, they will be hurt."

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 princess in pink said with a smile that it was also a hit to the point and a word came true.

The baby face beauty nods her head forcefully. At a glance, she knows that she is a simple child. Of course, she is also the Qingliu in the palace. She has not been dyed white or black, just as she was before entering the palace.

It has not changed now. I don't know when it will?

But at the very least, now she is to let the princess in pink like, of course, such like, she also does not mind, give her more is to mention some.

Baby face beauty's mouth opened wider, "but she..."

She stretched out her white finger and pointed to the picture above. It was the same size as my age. No, it might be smaller than her. Even in the palace, she was one of the best.

But why do they all say that they are in their thirties and are about to become grandmothers?

Is she dazzled or

I'm dreaming.

The princess in pink raised her face. Up to now, she was still amazed by the beauty of the princess Shuo.

If she can live like her, she will be in favor of the palace.

Unfortunately, she's not this one, and she can't have an ageless face.

Women serve people with color, which is the sadness in sorrow, but the women in the palace can only rely on this color and struggle to live here

struggling in the past is a temporary favor. If they don't, they may die.

This place is a place where people eat people. If you don't want to be eaten, you have to eat others.

"Then how did she grow up like this?"

Baby face beauty, put down the hand that covers her mouth. It's impossible. Even since ancient times, no one can keep a part of her appearance. It has not changed for decades.

"Maybe it's Yurong cream that has been applied too much."

The princess in pink stroked her face, which seemed to be the same. Yurong ointment was produced by that man. It was said that even Shen Dingshan, the Duke of Wei, had been using Yurong ointment all the time, and that old face was better than those civil servants.

People can not always be the same, there is always a reason, but also useful reason, if she did not guess wrong, it must be a fragrance of jade cream.

The baby faced beauty counted by breaking her fingers.

"What are you?"

The imperial concubine in pink asked, why, does it still count?

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

The princess in pink has bright eyes. Yes, she has to count her body and buy more boxes. She used to save money. She always felt that it was too expensive. But now she is ready to change her heart. She has saved a lot of body in recent days and can buy more than ten boxes, but these ten boxes are not enough It can also be used in the first half of the year, and then she will think of a way to get a few boxes for her.After all, Yurong ointment is a good thing, as we all know.

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

Her fault is that she is too poor.

They did not hide their conversation, nor did they hide from others. Therefore, many people have heard what they said. Of course, they have their own plans in their hearts.

After a month of waiting for the Palace Banquet, the sweet potatoes in the back of Shuo Palace are growing better and better. These sweet potatoes must be taken care of frequently, watered diligently, and the soil is soft, so they are much better than the outside.

After Shen Qingci returned to the palace, she forgot all the things in the palace. Sometimes, if she remembered, she felt very profitable.

The big night pearl sent by Emperor Wenyuan was put in the study by Shen Qingci and used as a candlestick by Luo hengwu.

That night pearl is as big as a child's fist, with good color and mellow touch. Of course, the most important thing is that it is very bright at night, just like a small sun, which can shine on the whole study, just like day, bright and not dazzling.

Shen Qingci has seen so many night pearls. This is the brightest one.

And the brightest, she naturally left to the brand.

He is also free to read in the study at night, and his eyes are damaged.

Bai Mei holds a stack of books and puts them in front of Shen Qingci.

"Madam, this month's entry of yipinxiang has come out."

"Yes."

Shen Qingci answered, then she stretched out her hand and casually took a book. After turning a few pages, she put the account book aside. "You'll take these to the second childe later."

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