Three days after the little girl shared her secret, Cheng Ling finally received an order from the female officer to paint a picture for the second princess in the afternoon.
Cheng Ling sighed, this day finally came. At first, he was not so urgent about when to paint, but after hearing what happened to the little girl, he instinctively felt that this ice palace was not simple, and there might be cultivators there.
He is not afraid of ordinary cultivators, but how can he know that there is no more powerful existence? It’s better to finish the painting early and leave as soon as possible!
The appointed time came soon, and Cheng Ling left the igloo where she lived under the leadership of the female officer. The entire ice palace was very huge, and there were many people inside. Guards were constantly seen patrolling along the road. With his current physical condition, it was simply a dream to escape in such a place.
After walking for about half an hour, the female officer took him to a large hall. The main hall is about ten feet high. It looks very beautiful from the outside. It stands there like a neon light, crystal clear, and there are many exquisite patterns carved on the walls.
Entering the main hall, he soon saw a pretty woman lying on a long cushion with a graceful posture, one hand supporting her chin, her black and white eyes that seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, looking at Cheng quietly. Ling's slender legs were exposed under her skirt, and she was wearing a pair of snow-white high boots.
On her left and right sides, there are two large urns on each side. A bonfire is burning in the urn, as warm as spring. The firelight is reflected on the surrounding ice. Coupled with such a picture of a lying beauty, it really has a unique charm.
The female officer stepped forward and said, "Second Princess, the painter is here!"
The second princess said "hmm", turned her beautiful eyes, and signaled the female officer to retreat. She and Cheng Ling were the only two people left in the palace.
Cheng Ling looked carefully and saw that the second princess was wearing a golden phoenix crown on her head, and her long black and shiny hair was tied into a long braid. She leaned against her chest and stood tall. She didn't know what to use for the robe on her body. Made of materials, it shines brightly in the firelight.
The earrings are made of beautiful black jade, and the clothes are decorated with pearls. Her delicate body exudes a faint fragrance. Her face is extremely beautiful, her eyebrows are picturesque, her smooth skin is white and rosy, and she is extremely attractive. The most fascinating thing is the grace she is showing now. She is extremely beautiful, and she also looks noble and inviolable.
Cheng Ling was used to seeing beautiful women, and was instantly attracted to her. He was stunned for a while before he woke up.
The second princess seemed to have been used to this situation for a long time. After a while, she said calmly: "I heard that your paintings are exquisite. This time, I will make a portrait for my princess! Let's agree that there are no less than a hundred painters who have painted for my princess. No one can satisfy me, I hope you will be different this time."
Cheng Ling smiled calmly and said, "Yes, I will do my best!"
"Well, let's get started. Do you need me to change my posture?"
"It doesn't have to be like this. The princess looks very good now." Cheng Ling smiled confidently, slowed down and stepped forward. Knowing that he wanted to paint for the second princess, the palace had already prepared a supply of pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and they were all top-notch. of.
Cheng Ling had what he wanted. To be honest, that talisman pen was a great treasure, and he really didn't dare to take it out easily.
He spread out the drawing paper, covered it with ink, took a deep look at the lying beauty, then lowered his head and started painting.
From the composition to the outline, to the clothes and jewelry on the body, and finally the exquisite facial features. There was silence in the hall, except for the slight sound of the brush being stroked.
The second princess's beautiful eyes swept across, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. Since entering the main hall, Cheng Ling was only stunned for a few breaths when they first met, and then later
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Before painting, he took another deep look at himself, and then he never kept his eyes on her again.
She couldn't help but ask: "Sir, do you only need to take a look when painting?"
Cheng Ling still lowered his head and said calmly: "The princess is stunningly beautiful. I only need to look at you once, and your grace will be firmly imprinted in my mind. Why do I need to look at you again?"
The second princess let out a clear laugh like a silver bell, and couldn't help but become interested in Cheng Ling. However, she did not interrupt and still leaned on the cushion, but her eyes turned to Cheng Ling from time to time.
Seeing that he seemed to be completely immersed in the painting, he suddenly felt that the person in front of him did not look like an old man in his twilight years, but full of vitality and focused charm.
Time passed little by little, and just when the second princess was tired and wanted to change her posture to rest, Cheng Ling took a deep breath, gently put down the brush and said, "Thank you for your hard work, second princess, the old painting is finished."
"So fast?" The second princess was stunned, as if she didn't believe it. She immediately used her right hand to stand up from the cushion and came to the table where he was painting.
On the drawing paper, I saw an extremely young woman lying with her head bent. She has a delicate and delicate figure. Her aura of elegance cannot be concealed. She has a beautiful face, a pear-shaped smile, and a pretty face that is lazy and noble. , and also showed a hint of charm.
The most attractive thing is her eyes, which are like stars falling in the vast sea. They look real on the drawing paper. They are deep and far away, as if they are shining with endless stars. In addition, when Cheng Ling stopped writing, he specially added A touch of immortality adds a touch of aura to the whole painting.
The second princess couldn't help but cover her mouth and said in surprise: "Is this really me? Sir's paintings are really so magical. It seems like a real person can walk out of the paintings. I heard that your paintings are so lifelike. According to the book, the princess sees, It should be lifelike and real.”
Lifelike, lifelike, just one word difference makes the difference!
Cheng Ling said: "Princess Liao praised it, the old paintings are not as beautiful as yours."
The second princess was even more happy. This painter was not only skilled, but his words were also pleasant to listen to. She said happily: "I am very satisfied with your sir's painting. Tell me, what reward do you want?"
Cheng Ling secretly thought that it was your words that he was waiting for. He sighed specially and then said: "I am getting old, and fallen leaves must return to their roots. It has been two months since I came to the capital, and I don't know how my grandson is doing now. I don’t dare to accept the reward from the princess, I just want to let the old man go back and live the rest of his life in peace!”
The second princess suddenly felt pity and said: "Sir, your painting skills are superb. I originally wanted you to stay in the palace and paint a few more paintings. How about I have someone bring your grandson with you?"
Cheng Ling shook his head and sighed: "Thank you for your love, princess, but I just want to return to my hometown and enjoy my last family time."
Seeing that he was determined to leave, the second princess frowned. Just as she was about to persuade him again, she saw a female official hurriedly walked in and said, "The second princess, the third princess and Fairy Yunya are here."
She was immediately attracted by the news, and had no intention of trying to persuade Cheng Ling anymore. She hurriedly said, "Oh? Auntie hasn't seen me for a long time. Please hurry up!"
The female officer agreed and left.
Not long after, two women walked in under the leadership of the female officer.
Cheng Ling glanced at it and was stunned. Behind the female officer were a woman and a six or seven-year-old girl.
The woman had a beautiful face and was wearing a light yellow flowing fairy dress. She was about 20 years old. Her steps were light and her whole body was flowing with charm. Cheng Ling suddenly thought that she was actually a cultivator, and she was attracted by it.
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The level of cultivation should not be low.
Looking at the little girl next to him, she was the little girl who often came to see him before. Unexpectedly, she was the third princess of Frost and Snow Country.
The woman named Fairy Yunya glanced at Cheng Ling indifferently and stopped paying attention. Today, Cheng Ling, after more than thirty years of transformation, her appearance has changed greatly. Her hair has turned gray and her figure has become stooped. Not to mention that Fairy Yunya and him had never met before, and even if they had met, they wouldn't be able to tell them apart.
On the contrary, the third princess ran over happily and said, "Grandpa, have you finished painting your sister? It's my turn now!"
Cheng Ling smiled slightly and said, "Yes, Lord of the Third Palace."
The little girl pouted and said impatiently: "The maids here all call me Third Princess. I'm tired of hearing them. Why don't you do this? My name is Chu Tian. Grandpa, just call me Tian'er. Sister and father The emperor calls me that."
Cheng Ling said hurriedly: "The princess loves you so much, but I don't dare."
The little girl was still waiting to speak, but the second princess spoke up and said: "Tian'er, my aunt and I have something to say. Let the maid take you out first, and then let the husband paint for you later."
Chu Tian wrinkled her nose and said, "No, I want to play with grandpa. He will tell many interesting stories."
The second princess had no choice but to look at Cheng Ling and said, "In that case, I'll bother you sir."
Before he could answer, Chu Tian excitedly grabbed Cheng Ling's arm and led her out of the hall without any explanation. After turning around the hall door, she came to the ice lake on the right.
The ice lake is right opposite the window of the main hall, and the voices inside can be vaguely heard outside. Cheng Ling planned to eavesdrop, but Chu Tian said, "Grandpa, what story are you going to tell me today?"
Cheng Ling was stunned for a moment, and then he thought about it and said, "We are not telling stories today. How about I show you a little game."
"Okay! Okay! Tian'er likes to play games the most." Chu Tian said happily.
"This game requires some props. Ask your maid to find some small wooden sticks and I will teach you."
Chu Tian naturally didn't say anything, and immediately ordered the maid to find many small wooden sticks of the same length.
Cheng Ling put up a posture, held the wooden sticks, and pieced together interesting shapes one by one. What he wanted to teach Chu Tian was the evolution of formations that he learned when he was a child. This game is neither difficult nor easy, but it requires some effort. This time is just right to listen to what Fairy Yunya in the palace has to say.
Sure enough, after he explained it a little, Chu Tian was immediately fascinated by the game. He stared at the wooden sticks placed on the ice with a pair of big black eyes, thinking hard about how to solve it.
Cheng Ling listened carefully, and soon there was a sound of talking.
"This painting is indeed good. This person is extraordinary. Jing'er, where did you find such a painter?" Fairy Yunya asked.
The second princess smiled and said: "I didn't find it, it was sent by the general. Auntie, do you think it's beautiful?"
"Beauty is beautiful, but to us, beauty or ugliness doesn't mean anything. I came here mainly for two things."
"Oh, what needs my aunt to do personally?"
"The first thing is to open the door to recruit new disciples."
"So, Piaomiao Snow Sect is recruiting new disciples?"
"Yes, not only the disciples, but also the candidates for the next saint. Now that the saint has been promoted to the Immortal Emperor, it is impossible to continue to hold the position. We need to find a new successor. Unfortunately, Jing'er, you don't have spiritual roots, otherwise with your With her appearance, she is indeed qualified to compete for the Saintess."
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