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1795

Chapter 1795 Just draw another picture and it will be done

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Look at his second brother. He is now a well-known child prodigy. He can read at the age of three, write at the age of four, write poems at the age of five, and draw at the age of six.

He also has some skills and can paint his own face.

"Sister, let's go out first."

Shen Qingci walked over, not even looking at the table behind him that was messed up by dumplings.

It's not that she doesn't want to watch it, it's not that she doesn't want to watch it, it's just that she's afraid that she might cry after watching it for a while.

With great difficulty, Shen Qingci sent Shen Qingrong and Xiaotuanzi out of the house, while she herself sat on a chair, almost crying but without tears.

When Lao Hengli came back, he saw Shen Qingci standing facing the wall. He didn't know what was interesting on the wall, and how he could look at it so carefully. As a result, he still had no solution.

With a bang, Shen Qingci banged his head against the wall. Even Nian Nian, who was squatting aside and playing, was so frightened that the hair on his body stood up instantly.

Lao Henglu stepped forward, put his hand on Shen Qingci's shoulder, and pulled her away from the wall. What, could this be someone possessed?

Why is it so easy to hit the wall with your head? Is this wall so easy to hit?

He reached out and touched Shen Qingci's forehead, also wanting to know if it was damaged. Fortunately, it was only red and no big bag came out.

"A Ning, can I know what you are doing?"

Lao Hengli asked Shen Qingci.

Shen Qingci raised her face, looked at Lao Henglu, and then sighed faintly. She really wanted to cry without tears. God really didn't want her to find such a thing, so she did it again and again. Third, Jean-Paul Heng considered not completing that painting.

Soon after, Shen Qingci took Lao Hengniu outside the study

Lao Hengli's study, like her incense room, was a forbidden area within the entire palace. Even for cleaning, only dedicated personnel could enter. So what was it like just now, and what is it like now?

But Shen Qingci didn't dare to go in, and couldn't bear to see such a painting turned into waste paper.

Lao Hengli still didn't understand, and he also walked in.

As a result, as soon as he saw the brushes thrown everywhere on the table and the painting that had changed beyond recognition, he already knew the reason?

"What's going on here?"

Lao Henglu asked Shen Qingci, he was fine when he went out, why is he like this now? Is he a bad thief?

Shen Qingci sighed.

"The eldest sister came here with the dumplings. I happened to be looking at this picture at the time, but when I went out, I didn't take them away."

so……

That's it.

It became like this

It became like this.

"nothing."

Lao Hengli smiled and pressed Shen Qingci's forehead again, "When the picture is gone, just draw another one. You don't have to hurt yourself, right?"