The stupid son of Chongba

Chapter 38: Holy Body of the Congenital Glasses Girl

"Am I looking in the mirror?"

Ma Xiuying stroked her hair subconsciously and murmured.

Except for the black and white colors, the gentle woman with a smile on her lips on the drawing board is exactly the same as when she looks in the mirror!
The most interesting thing is that Zhu Ju captured her helpless and expectant expressions!
The detailed treatment of eyebrows and eyes is absolutely amazing!
"Come, come, all of you come and take a look!"

Ma Xiuying looked a little excited and waved repeatedly,
"Look at our little orange's masterpiece, isn't it realistic?"

There was a hint of pride in his tone.

I originally thought Zhu Ju was just scribbling on a whim, but I didn't expect he actually had a unique skill!
Show up quickly...

Xie knew that the Queen was calling her, so she led Xu Miaoyun to stand up and walked quickly behind Zhu Ju.

The maids in the courtyard also came over and formed a circle.

The mother and daughter only took one look and then froze in shock, with surprise in their eyes.

The maids clapped their hands and praised, saying in unison:

"It seems so! It really seems so!"

"The facial features are lifelike, the eyebrows and eyes are vivid, beautiful, really beautiful! The Queen looks like she just walked out of a painting!"

"What kind of painting method is this? I have never seen it before!"

"It turns out that the Sixth Prince is a hidden master of painting! This painting is comparable to, no, it is enough to surpass those court painters!"

Everyone praised her, and Ma Xiuying smiled happily.

"Haha, it's just a kid's joke, it's nothing, it's nothing..."

Although she spoke modestly, her eyes were almost narrowed into slits!
Hearing everyone praising her son, she was several times happier than if she were praised herself!
“It’s really a wonderful painting.”

Xie also praised sincerely,

"It turns out there are people in the world who can paint portraits so realistically. This really opens my eyes."

"Your Highness the Sixth Prince has this skill, which is unique in the Ming Dynasty!"

Xu Miaoyun first looked at the portrait, then at Ma Xiuying, and then back at the portrait.

The more the contrast, the more brilliance appeared in her eyes.

"What a great painting! Compared to this one, my paintings are nothing compared to this one..."

Xu Miaoyun murmured,

"How on earth was this painted? There is absolutely no such painting style in the world!"

As the daughter of Xu Da, she naturally had no shortage of artistic guidance. There were more than a dozen teachers who taught her the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they were all the best in the Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, Xu Miaoyun is very familiar with all the painting styles in the world, and has dabbled in and appreciated them all.

But Zhu Ju's painting style is unique and pushes realism to the extreme!

This undoubtedly requires extremely profound skills.

For a moment, she actually wanted to learn this painting technique.

"You are too kind, too kind. If you praise him like this, he will be so proud of himself again."

Ma Xiuying smiled and waved,
"Come, come, sit down, let's sit down and talk."

"I was busy painting just now and couldn't greet you two. It was my negligence."

"Little Orange, why don't you get up and greet me?"

Zhu Ju was stroking his chin, considering whether to improve some details. When he heard his mother calling him, he stood up and turned around.

"Hey, who are these two?"

His eyes moved back and forth between Xie and Xu Miaoyun.

Both the big and the small were very beautiful, but he couldn't help but take a few more glances at the smaller one.

The little girl has fair skin, a lively and lively face, and a literary air. She looks very much like the pretty girl with glasses in my class when I was in school.

He had a crush on a girl with glasses in his class, and she was even the Chinese class representative!

It’s just that the emotions of adolescence are always too shy to be expressed, and when trying to make one’s presence felt in front of others, it’s mostly done by teasing rather than trying to please them.

Secret love will naturally end in vain.

Oh! Thinking back to that day when I ran under the setting sun, that was my lost youth...

"Hey, why are you staring at Miaoyun?" Ma Xiuying patted Zhu Ju's head and spat.

"I'm a girl, and I'm embarrassed by your looking at me. How rude."

"Ah? This... Haha, I was distracted." Zhu Ju finally reacted, quickly retracted his gaze, and laughed awkwardly twice to ease the embarrassment.

Xu Miaoyun was a girl who never left the house. Apart from her family members, she had never met many men.

Being stared at by Zhu Ju, she felt embarrassed. Although she lowered her head, the red clouds couldn't help but climb up to her face.

"This is your uncle Xu's wife. Call her Aunt Xie."

Ma Xiuying didn't curse much, and introduced with a smile,
"And Miaoyun, she seems to be one year older than you, so just call her sister!"

Zhu Ju nodded and greeted him obediently.

"Meet Aunt Xie."

"Hello, Sister Miaoyun."

He is still very polite in front of outsiders.

"Your Highness the Sixth Prince is honored."

Xie hurriedly returned the greeting and said to Xu Miaoyun,

"Miaoyun, why don't you pay your respects to the Sixth Prince?"

Xu Miaoyun looked up after hearing this.

At this moment, the red clouds faded away, and the fair face turned towards Zhu Ju and said softly:

"I've met His Highness Sixth Prince."

"You're welcome. We're all family. Haha..." Zhu Ju nodded and said casually.

Xu Miaoyun pursed her lips and smiled.

Why does this Sixth Prince have such a chivalrous air, like a rough-and-tumble hero in a novel?

"Okay, everyone, take a seat."

Ma Xiuying said with a smile,

"Sister, we haven't seen each other for a while. What have you been busy with at home recently?"

Mrs. Xie sat halfway on the chair, leaning forward slightly, and replied with a smile:
"What else can I do? I can only take care of my own business and manage the family business."

"My husband is not at home, so I have to take care of everything. To be honest, my waist and arms are getting worse and worse. It's because I'm old and useless..."

Ma Xiuying raised an eyebrow.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll arrange for the imperial physician to see you."

"come……"

The two middle-aged women were like close friends who had met again after a long separation. They chatted animatedly about family matters.

Zhu Ju was not interested in their topic, but it was not a good idea for her to just run away at this time. She could only turn the paintbrush in her hand, put her mother's portrait aside, and continue writing and painting to pass the time.

Swish swish.

"Sixth Prince..."

A soft female voice came.

"Uh-huh?"

Zhu Ju was drawing casually. He responded and looked over slightly.

Xu Miaoyun was seen holding the sketch in her hands, admiring it carefully as if it were a treasure.

"Your Highness draws really well."

She exclaimed with sincere admiration,
"The eyebrows and lips are so beautifully outlined."

"I wish I could paint like you. You are so talented."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ju just smiled and didn't pay much attention to it. He continued painting.

This little girl is pretty, and can be described as a natural saint with glasses, but he has never had any woman in his heart and is only interested in immortality, so he has no interest in chatting more.

(End of this chapter)