The painting for Gu Mingxuan was painted seriously by her.
As for Xiao Shu and Lou Yuchun, they were men she flirted with on a whim in order to suppress other women. Naturally, she was too lazy to put more thought into it, so she reproduced them exactly as they were.
These people were all obsessed with her, and she believed that they would never show their paintings to others.
But what a coincidence now, the three people who got her paintings are all here now, and they all heard the love poems she wrote...
Jiang Qingge was not stupid. She quickly realized that this drama was probably done deliberately by someone!
The reason why Xiao Shu chose to confess today was to bring out that painting, right?
However, who would have known that she gave the same painting to three men at the same time?
Jiang Qingge couldn't figure out the twists and turns even after racking his brain, and unconsciously turned his eyes to Su Li again.
Su Li was looking at her with a mocking look on his face. When he saw her looking over, he slightly raised the corners of his lips and said loudly: "The courtesans with red sleeves in the capital can taste a little bit of red lips! Now our Miss Jiang is a A love poem for Saburo! Jiang Qingge, you are even better than those courtesans with red sleeves! I admire you! I admire you!"
Everyone heard the sarcasm in her words and burst into laughter.
Jiang Qingge's face had turned the color of pig liver at this time.
This *** actually compares her with the oiran from Hong Xiu Zhao!
Isn't this pointing at her nose and calling her a female prostitute?
"A Li, I think you underestimated!" Hua Wuyue laughed, "I think Wu Lang and Liu Lang are also possible!"
"There are also fewer Five and Six Langs!" A woman in the crowd echoed, "Seven Langs and Eight Langs, and Miss Jiang can handle it too!"
"If you say that, you are looking down on Miss Jiang!" Li Yinman said scornfully, "We, Miss Jiang, are good at dancing on weekdays, so what's the problem if we only spend eighty hours a night?"
"Pfft, Yajuro!" Ruan Ling laughed so hard that she clutched her stomach and screamed, "Do you think she is made of iron?"
"Oh, Ling'er, you are so understanding!" Hua Wuyue, who has always been a master at hurting others, said in a strange voice, "I say, all the gentlemen who like Miss Jiang, you can make a Jiang Qingge doll! In this way, we can ensure that everyone has one, and there is no need to fight or snatch it! You don’t have to tire us, Miss Jiang! It’s really like killing multiple birds with one stone!”
"Hua Wuyue! Can you say such a thing?" Lou Yuchun couldn't help but say, "Your heart is really dirty!"
"Bah!" Hua Wuyue spat, "The dirty one is obviously your Miss Jiang!"
"It's just three love paintings, what does that mean?" Lou Yuchun clenched his fists, "Even if we give you the same paintings, we still like Miss Jiang! We still won't like an ugly guy like you! You're just jealous It’s just Miss Jiang!”
"That's right! You're just jealous of her!" Someone else from the crowd stood up, "Anyway, we believe in Miss Jiang!"
"I believe her too!" A sudden and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, making everyone present stunned.
This person is actually Gu Mingxuan!
When Mrs. Fang heard this, she was so angry that she almost fainted!
"You still believe it? What do you believe in her? A love painting was given to three people! You have seen it with your own eyes and heard it with your own ears. Why are you still so stubborn? You stupid thing!"
Fang was filled with hatred and anger, and grabbed Gu Mingxuan and beat him hard!
Gu Mingxuan stood there, not hiding, but looking straight at Jiang Qingge: "Ge'er, there must be some misunderstanding, right? You actually only like me, right? Answer me! As long as you say , I believe it all!”
Su Li: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Princess Yun was so frightened that she turned her head to look at Xiao Shu and said in a trembling voice: "Shu'er, what do you...what do you think about this matter?"
Xiao Shu smiled bitterly: "How else can we look at it? The facts are right in front of us! She is just teasing us on purpose!"
When Princess Yun heard this, she breathed a long sigh of relief, stroking her chest and murmured: "Thank God!"
"Why does mother look like this?" Xiao Shu looked at her, "Do you think that I am like Gu Mingxuan and want to
Do you want to hear her explanation? "
"Mother is worried!" Princess Yun said with tears in her eyes, "Shu'er, as long as you can come out of it! Mother is really afraid that you will be trapped in it like him!"
"Mom is worrying too much!" Xiao Shu shook his head, "My son did like her very much before, but after today's incident, my son now only thinks this woman is disgusting!"
His eyes fell on Xiao Yun next to Jiang Qingge.
Xiao Yun was also staring at Jiang Qingge at this time.
He was really jealous, especially after hearing Gu Mingxuan's words, he vaguely felt that the relationship between Jiang Qingge and Gu Mingxuan must not be as simple as she said!
Therefore, he was as nervous as Gu Mingxuan, and unknowingly grabbed Jiang Qingge's shoulder and asked again: "Ge'er, answer me, what is going on?"
Jiang Qingge wanted to slap him hard at this moment!
At this time, why do you need to ask her so many questions?
He should take her away from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, right?
Moreover, with his ghostly appearance, it is easy for others to tell that the relationship between the two is abnormal!
What father would still care so much about the woman who could never become his daughter-in-law after his son's courtship was thwarted?
"Uncle Yun, do you even want to force me?" Jiang Qingge flattened his mouth and burst into tears, "Don't you see? This is basically a conspiracy! A conspiracy specifically against me! Those paintings and other things are basically made by someone. They deliberately set it up to frame me! If you don’t help me, are you still going to humiliate me with them?”
"I..." Xiao Yun was stunned for a moment and finally stopped asking any more questions.
Jiang Qingge steeled himself to respond: "Mingxuan, for the sake of our love, tell me, who gave you this painting?"
Gu Mingxuan was stunned when she asked: "Isn't this painting... the one you gave me?"
"Did I give it to you?" Jiang Qingge looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Think about it again! Did I really give it to you? I didn't give you this painting! This painting should have been given to you by your mother of!"
"My mother..." Gu Mingxuan blinked. For a moment, he suddenly felt as if his mind was filled with paste. He couldn't think or recall. He just subconsciously repeated Jiang Qingge's words, "My mother... give it to me. of……"
"Fart!" Fang scolded angrily, "Jiang Qingge, are you still shameless? This painting is clearly your handwriting! You wrote and drew it with your own hands, do you still want to deny it?"
"Then please Madam, please take a closer look at these two paintings!" Jiang Qingge put the two paintings together, "The painting I gave to the Crown Prince is a bit rough, but how can it be as refined as this one? This is obviously It was not painted by one person! This is obviously someone who deliberately framed me and used this painting to ruin my reputation!"
