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Chapter 402

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Naturally, many people were curious about a painting that was praised so highly by Le Chengdi. However, there were still some people who guessed the content of the painting. Therefore, they all had different expressions on their faces, and their thoughts were more suitable to be enumerated. After all, Le Chengdi's last sentence was enough to elicit a lot of things. "Who", if he simply talked about the painting, should have used words like "what" or "thing". Therefore, it was very likely to be something in the painting. It was very likely to be a person. And there was only one person who could make Le Chengdi lose his composure like this.

After Li Hongyuan, it was the Seventh Lord's turn. It must be said that among them, every one of them had done their best to prepare the birthday gift. But now, Emperor Le Chengdi's whole attention was attracted by the painting. He looked at it from time to time, touched it, and wanted to open it again several times. But after all, he had scruples about the occasion. If not, he would have just left in a huff, found a place to look at it quietly, and reminisced about it in silence.

Therefore, after the Seventh King, no matter what it was, Le Chengdi's attention was not on it. It was good enough to get a nasal sound from him. The most embarrassing moment was when his son knelt down for a long time, but he did not respond at all. At this time, Jingwan felt a little embarrassed. It was as if it was not a painting that was sent to him, but a super demon who could bring disaster to the country and the people, who could steal Le Chengdi's soul in a second. On the other hand, Li Hongyuan did not feel guilty at all for "pranking" his younger brothers. He was calm and looked more leisurely than anyone else. He drank by himself and occasionally peeled a nut and threw it into his mouth.

Because his absent-mindedness was too obvious, people naturally became more curious about what kind of painting could make Le Chengdi lose his composure like this. If they knew, they might be able to make use of it. Of course, this was the idea of the envoys of other countries. In fact, it was useless to know. How could they make use of a dead person? Find a substitute? Don't be kidding. For a person like the Imperial Noble Consort, even if she disguised herself, she would be seen through in a second. Moreover, not everyone was suitable for a substitute. If the substitute was too perfect, it would not be on the same level as the fake. Such a fake, not to mention pleasing people, was more likely to cause anger for profaning the sacred beauty in people's hearts. The so-called substitute would be cut into pieces. The Imperial Noble Consort was probably such an existence to Le Chengdi. What was more, the one who looked the most like the one he loved was his son. However, because of the difference in temperament, unless Li Hongyuan showed a special expression, Le Chengdi would never stare at his son in a daze. What value could the other fake have?

It seemed that it was absolutely impossible to get the details from Le Chengdi. These people naturally glanced at Li Hongyuan and Jingwan. After all, no fourth person had seen the painting. Well, actually, Li Hongyuan showed the painting to Nanny Gong to ensure that it would be effective in front of Le Chengdi. However, Li Hongyuan was really calm and completely ignored the people around him. As for Jingwan, she couldn't be as good as Li Hongyuan. With a little pretense, her expression was also perfect.

Therefore, no matter what these people thought, it would all end in failure.

Didn't Le Chengdi have a portrait of the Imperial Noble Consort when she was alive? Why was he so fascinated by a painting now?

Of course, there must be. However, freehand brushwork paid more attention to the charm and was more or less lacking in the form. Moreover, as a court painter, there was a limit to his ability. After all, the real famous painters in Qi Yuan were all from famous families. The worst of them were from a scholarly family. They had their own pride and loftiness. They really disdained to be a court painter who only served the royal family. For someone like the Imperial Noble Consort, if they were not good enough, they couldn't draw such ethereal beauty and temperament. After several times, especially when there was a living person to compare with, Le Chengdi became impatient. Two or three of the portraits left by Le Chengdi were self-portraits of the Imperial Noble Consort when she was alive. Out of modesty, Le Chengdi didn't know his own ability when he painted. Even so, Le Chengdi couldn't put down these paintings for a long time.

Of course, Le Chengdi had more than these two or three paintings. After the Imperial Noble Consort died, Le Chengdi crazily asked the court painters to draw a portrait of the Imperial Noble Consort according to his memory. However, Le Chengdi was not satisfied with the portrait painted by the Imperial Noble Consort. Moreover, they couldn't draw a painting that satisfied Le Chengdi with only their memory. If Le Chengdi didn't need them to continue to draw, they would have been torn apart. Under Le Chengdi's pressure, the paintings became more and more similar, but there was no charm. In the end, Le Chengdi had to give up.

Now, he suddenly obtained such a painting that had both the form and the spirit. It was just like a real person. Naturally, it made his memory of the past clearer. Moreover, the person in the painting was too beautiful. Especially that smile, it was as if it was going to melt half of the person. Although Le Chengdi had spent the past 20 years in his memory, there was still a big gap between the things in his memory and seeing it with his own eyes. At this moment, Le Chengdi only felt that she was really smiling at him.

In fact, there wasn't much beauty between the Imperial Noble Consort and Le Chengdi. The Imperial Noble Consort wasn't the kind of person who blamed the heavens and others for the changes. No matter what happened, she would adjust herself as much as possible and then face it with a good attitude. However, she didn't have any feelings for Le Chengdi. Naturally, she wouldn't take the initiative to do anything. Le Chengdi watched her too closely. In the first three years, she wasn't by his side. After she was by his side, it was obvious that Le Chengdi couldn't spend all his thoughts on her in the depths of the palace. As the saying goes, the tree wants to be quiet, but the wind won't stop. When Min Yuhan appeared in the capital, Le Chengdi was already hot headed. When he thought that he was devoted to her, this person was still thinking about someone else. Naturally, he exploded. If this was the case, how could there be any beauty between them?

The expression of the person in Jingwan's painting was like a dream to Le Chengdi. It wasn't that the Imperial Noble Consort didn't have a pure and happy smile when she was in the palace. However, the object of this smile wasn't necessarily Le Chengdi. It wasn't even a person. It was just a flower or a bird …

The things that couldn't be obtained or lost would become the sand in the heart of the white moonlight. All the bad things would be selectively thrown to the back of the mind. The only beauty would be infinitely magnified and magnified to the point that it would be hypnotic to think that everything was beautiful in the past. From this, one could imagine how deep the influence of this painting on Le Chengdi was.

Knowing that they were in a 'tragedy', the princes behind moved quickly. They didn't hesitate at all. They greeted, gave gifts, said auspicious words, and then scrammed back. It didn't matter if they were princes who had grown up and were conferred the title of King or princes who were still in the palace. To avoid the tragic situation of 'not being able to get up' after kneeling, they wouldn't kneel if they were clean.

Therefore, the gifts presented by the princes became the most typical example of a strong start and a weak finish.

Next, it was the turn of the envoys from the various countries …

The Empress didn't have enough energy and was already a little tired. At this time, she had no choice but to tactfully remind Le Chengdi.

Princes, after all, were his sons. As their father, if he made them lose face, then so be it. However, the envoys of these countries were different. Even if it was a small country, he had to give them face. Qi Yuan was a country of etiquette, the Celestial Empire was a great country. As the Emperor, there was no reason for him to do such a disrespectful thing.

Le Chengdi wasn't at that level. Although he didn't intend to put down the painting in his hand, he still looked at the envoys from the other countries from the beginning to the end. He was expressionless and didn't show any disrespect. Speaking of which, the gifts prepared by the envoys weren't very special. The big countries didn't need to curry favor with Qi Yuan and didn't want to bother at all. The small countries couldn't bring out anything that was enough to shock the people of Qi Yuan. Most of the gifts were "local specialties" of their own countries. Anyway, they were precious enough and wouldn't embarrass them. Some of the smaller countries even brought out things like gold, silver, and jewelry …

The special gifts were a pair of little white tigers and a piece of white tiger skin. They came from two small countries respectively. It was quite a coincidence.

Jingwan was extremely attracted by the cuteness of the two little white tigers. Well, Jingwan was actually a cute-lover. Li Hongyuan didn't know what being polite meant. If his wife liked it, he directly asked for it. He didn't have any reservations at all. Naturally, Le Chengdi waved his hand and allowed it.

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